As the news of the new product launch conference circulated wildly on the Internet, it became increasingly fierce, and the names of major official media were named.

Countless media were heard and gathered at the media reception center in District G of Hongmeng Technology Co., Ltd.

As a company with a registered capital of 30 billion yuan, Hongmeng is naturally not short of money.

Therefore, whether it is the company's internal decoration or various entertainment, it can be regarded as the top domestic level.

A large number of reporters, holding various long spears and short cannons in their hands, were discussing heatedly.

"Old Yang, are you here? Didn't you hear you are sick?"

"We have to come if we are sick. Our editor-in-chief forced me to pull me out of bed."

"Are you ready to ask any questions later? I heard that the backend of this new company is quite tough, and many big shots will attend."

"Preparation? How to prepare? With the little information we have in our hands, even if we ask about flowers, we will not be able to show any popularity."

"Yes... No, I have to ask someone later. I can't keep going like this. Our boss said that this is an invitation letter that he got after selling his butt. If I can't bring anything back, I'd probably have to follow him.

I can't do it."

It is naturally impossible to sell butts or something. After all, even if someone wants to sell, someone may not necessarily buy it.

These days, there are not many people with strong tastes, but only a few of them are after all.

However, it also proves indirectly how difficult it is to get this invitation letter.

The reporter had just stood up and walked for a few steps, then quickly ran back to his original position, and then suddenly grabbed the hand of the reporter who was originally chatting with him next to him.

The sounds are trembling:

"Hey hey hey, Lao Yang!"

"Look, that person in white, is it the Demon Emperor..."

In an international metropolis like the Magic City, there is no shortage of rich people, nor is there a shortage of second generations.

Generally, in small cities with third- and fourth-tier cities, the second generation who can call the wind and rain. If you talk about the Demon City, you can only be considered a younger brother, and the younger brother.

But among these numerous second generations, there are a group of people who cannot be offended and are also the ones who stand at the forefront of the pyramid.

The Demon Emperor is one of them.

"Who is next to him? Why is there still in front of him? He doesn't look very old..." Yang Lei was a little confused, and jumped up from the sofa with a trembling sound. His eyes were already round.

It's.

The Demon Emperor is already a famous existence in the Demon City. Although there are some low-key top second generations in the Demon City, even the second generation of the same level as this one will not be the picture in front of you.

"I don't know, why are you doing so much? Take a photo now!"

The two young men were chatting while walking.

It took just a moment to get to the corner.

Several reporters who had not taken enough photos wanted to catch up and took two more photos. But before they could get in front of them, men in straight security uniforms were already standing in front of them, as if they were iron walls.

Although there are not many words, everything is indifferent.

"Well, I'm a reporter from Xinhua News Agency. Can you please be more comfortable..."

A middle-aged man wearing black glasses and a big oily head took out his interview certificate from his pocket and explained patiently.

But no matter how they explained it, the security guard standing in front of them did not mean to make concessions at all, looking at the nose, looking at the heart, and turning a blind eye to the ear.

"I said, Boss Lin, it's so troublesome."

Qin Lang, who was walking in front, turned around and looked at the reporter who was stopped behind him, then turned to look at Lin Chu next to him, and spoke helplessly.

"Isn't it nice to be a lecturer on stage? Why do you have to pull me out?"

He was also really desperate. He was discussing with his friends at home this morning what copy should be made today, how to distribute team rewards, etc.

As a result, before he could discuss anything, his old man kicked him out, then stuffed him into the car, and brought him here in a hurry.

"Isn't this not as famous as you? You want to get rid of the fame of Master Qin?" Lin Chu said half-jokingly.

"No, no, no," Qin Lang waved his hands repeatedly when he heard this, "Don't call me Master Qin, I'm listening to the toothache."

Although there are many people who jokingly call him Master Qin on weekdays, Qin Lang can generally bear the titles of those people calmly.

After all, his identity is there, let alone looking at the demon city, even if he looks at the entire China, he can call himself a top second generation.

But when Lin Chu called him this, he really has some...

He clearly saw the attitude of his old man towards Lin Chu.

His identity is definitely enough for ordinary people and even ordinary second generations.

But if it is placed in front of Lin Chu...

"Okay, I don't know, that's what people call you." Lin Chu patted Qin Lang on the shoulder.

He naturally needs to investigate this young master who is known as the Demon Emperor.

"Boss Lin, he is someone else, you are you, can you be the same as ordinary people?" Qin Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.

Even for him, Lin Chu's current height is far above him.

"What's the difference? Isn't it all the two eyes and one nose, and one head on the shoulder." Lin Chu couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

He never felt that he was different from others. If so, he would be better than others.

Qin Lang, who was beside him, heard this and looked down at the shoes on his feet.

airyeezy2, a sneaker designed by the world's top designers.

As a global limited edition model, the price of these sneakers may have exceeded countless people's imagination.

120000000.

It's not Zimbabwean currency, nor Vietnamese Dong, but pure rmb.

It can be said that he wore dozens of houses on his feet.

For him, this is just a pair of shoes, but for ordinary people, this is a mountain of gold and silver.

The difference between people is sometimes greater than the difference between people and pigs.

So is it really the same between people?

However, Qin Lang did not speak out to refute anything, not saying that he was not good at eloquence.

It's really because there is no need for that.

Everyone has different views on this world and cannot force it.

And in this world, it’s not just right who has money or who has power.
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