The craze for chasing the bounty started from the day Old Sam's bounty was published, and as the news spread, the craze continued to rise every day.
At first, only locals participated, but eventually even people from neighboring countries such as Mexico and Canada came with the dream of getting rich.
For a time, hotels throughout Los Angeles were overcrowded. Some people who arrived late had no place to stay, so they could only sleep in tents in parks or squares.
The incident even attracted the attention of television stations. Many media outlets reported on the incident, making the incident known to almost everyone.
But this craze went away just as quickly as it came.
The craze reached its peak five days after the reward was posted, and then began to decline rapidly.
The one million reward is tempting, but everyone has their own normal life. After working hard for five days with no results, many people choose to give up and return to normal life.
Of course, there are still many idle people who are still looking, but there are far fewer. Some of them still target Los Angeles, while others choose to try their luck in surrounding cities.
"Not him!"
In a wooden house in the suburbs, Old Sam, with a pair of huge dark circles under his eyes, looked at the tied-up little Old Hei in front of him and shook his head.
"Damn it!"
"This is already the fifth one. Where is that guy hiding?"
The few young men who brought this little old black man over suddenly felt annoyed.
"Let me go! I already told you that I am no longer the one." The tied up little Lao Hei immediately roared, full of grievances. He has been caught here three times in the past few days, and the two times he met were old men.
Sam, another time was a bar owner.
"Shut up, you Bichi!" A young man stepped forward in disgust and untied the rope from Xiao Laohei's body, kicked him out, and cursed: "Get out of here, don't let me see you again."
As for apologizing, please, we are white people, why should we apologize to a black person? Is he worthy?
Little Laohei didn't dare to have an attack, and hurried away with a dark face that no one could see.
After a while, several young men also drove away in a broken Ford.
"I can finally take a break."
After watching them leave, old Sam returned to the house tiredly, fell down on the sofa, and fell into a deep sleep the next moment.
From the day the reward was issued, he hardly had a good night's sleep. People came to him with captured people almost all the time, even at night.
Today was his rare free time. Although he had met five groups of people, not many people came, so he naturally had to take a rest.
the other side.
Chu Heng also received the report.
"Mr. Chu, now that the number of bounty hunters outside has been significantly reduced, should we take the next step?"
"What's the hurry? Let the bullets fly for a while."
In the executive suite, Chu Heng stood in front of the window holding his increasingly painful waist, looking at several strong men chasing a black man downstairs, his deep eyes shining with a trace of light.
After a while, he asked: "What's going on with the logistics side now?"
"According to your instructions, the logistics side will deliver goods according to distance. Places far away are already preparing to ship. Those in nearby areas can also be shipped in a week at the latest."
"That's good." Chu Heng nodded, turned to look at the drowsy Avima beside him, and said: "Avima, if possible, you can stay with Luke during this period and act as a liaison.
, wait for my notification at any time.”
"Okay, I'll go right away." Avima cheered up, immediately stood up with her bag and left in a hurry.
…
As the days passed, there were fewer and fewer bounty hunters in Los Angeles. Until half a month after the bounty was released, almost no one mentioned the bounty anymore.
However, after such a long period of time, almost one-tenth of the people in Citigroup have heard the news to some extent. They know that there is a person in Los Angeles who has issued a reward of one million dollars for a bottle of red wine. It is a pity that
In the end, no one got it.
But this is far from enough.
"Your marketing strategy is awesome. It only cost less than 100,000 yuan to let nearly one-tenth of Citi people know about the Luminous Cup."
"How can one tenth be enough? I want the United States and even most of the West to know about my products!"
In the Millennium Hotel room, Chu Heng held Audrey in his arms with great ambition, turned over and grabbed the phone on the bedside table, and called the executive suite of the Hilton Hotel.
"Hello, I am Ban Anshan."
"Go and contact the TV station. By the way, don't forget to tell Old Sam to hide."
"Okay, Mr. Chu."
After Ban Anshan hung up the phone, he picked it up again and called Cen Hao, who was still guarding Old Sam.
Soon.
A strong man knocked on the door of old Sam's house
"What's the matter, sir?" Old Sam, who was drinking at home, looked at him with drunken eyes.
"You have to go out and hide for at least three days. You have to be careful during this period, otherwise you will be torn to pieces by those angry bounty hunters." The strong man handed over an envelope containing money.
"Okay, okay." Old Sam woke up in an instant, hurriedly took the envelope, turned and ran back to the house, took the suitcase he had prepared long ago, and hurriedly got into the car at the door that he bought for three hundred yuan two days ago.
Here comes the classic car.
Then, under the supervision and escort of Cen Hao and others, they rushed to the shelter that Chu Heng had prepared for him, puffing black smoke all the way.
And that night, CBS TV station reported a news.
It's not long, only thirty seconds, and the content is exactly about old Sam.
In the picture, a reporter interviewed some community workers and neighbors who were related to Old Sam, dug up his true background of poverty, and presented multiple evidences to prove that Old Sam's reward was just a lie, and he had no clue at all.
Millions, that bounty is just a farce, and all bounty hunters are fools who were fooled by him.
Then early the next morning, Citi's major newspapers and periodicals also followed up with reports, and each piece of evidence was listed and processed, which further solidified the argument that the reward was just a lie.
"boom!"
In the blink of an eye, this almost forgotten bounty appeared again in people's sight, and it was overwhelming.
Many guys who once had the idea to become bounty hunters were laughed at by the people around them, and their anger was also provoked.
In anger, many people took the guy with him and went to see Old Sam to ask for his guilt, but when they arrived, the building was already empty.
"Asshole, get out of here!"
"How dare you tease our Crips Gang, I'm going to kill you!"
"Bichi! Don't let me catch you!"
People who were full of anger and had nowhere to vent their anger smashed the house to pieces. Finally, they were still angry and set his house on fire.
"Kakaka!"
In front of the burning house, several groups of newspaper reporters were taking photos with excited faces, and there were even two TV stations recording the scene.
Among these reporters, only two newspapers were hired by Chu Heng, and the rest were all from tap water.
Because this matter has become a topic, reporters are naturally willing to report it.