Chapter 67: Brother, what you are playing is the pattern!
Question from Li Miaoxian.
Zhao Chen shook his head, "How could it be? Just buy, buy, buy. If you don't spend money, I have no motivation to make money. Just like today, when you stay in the village and have no chance to spend money, I don't even want to think about the industry." things."
Li Miaoxian took his mobile phone over.
Opening the first comment in the comment area, to the surprise of both of them, it was the official Douyun of Hermès.
"High-end aesthetics, ultimate taste, and artistic choice."
This comment received 120,000 likes.
This is the first time Zhao Chen has seen an official come to comment, just because the big box in the picture on the cover is full of orange Hermès boxes?
That's it?
Aren’t they all condescending?
Li Miaoxian returned the phone to Zhao Chen. She wanted to see how Zhao Chen responded.
As expected, Zhao Chen responded.
"roll"
Direct reply, the author has replied, it is just one simple word without punctuation, and it is posted immediately.
Let the official go away and stop polluting your own comment area.
Why do I say that there are so few likes and comments this time.
A piece of rat shit...
The stinking, cold-smelling foreign luxury brands are always aloof, using price and brand to define the aesthetics and trends of the world and even the East.
Zhao Chen doesn't object to your marketing methods, but this kind of slutty way of looking at others can only be humiliated.
If labor and capital buy more, you will come?
Look at your little bitch!
The corner of Li Miaoxian's mouth curled up. Wealth and worth gave the young man the courage and courage to speak out against the world.
Don't read this comment.
The netizens below are much more normal. Some still use the tone of old slaves, jokingly, and want to make friends with Zhao Chen; some are natural class representatives and list the items in the pictures that reveal their shapes and colors. List the model, degree of rarity, and price; there are also pure dreamers who make wishes in the comment area about what kind of life they want to achieve through their own efforts. For those who make wishes, Zhao Chen will choose to reply with a cheering emoticon.
Of course, there are also some children from rich families who are not as big as Zhao Chen, but they like to have a sense of presence, and Zhao Chen has no objection.
The Internet allows you to fill cups, so why not let others also ride on the cup filling bandwagon?
Li Miaoxian has been paying full attention to Zhao Chen's expression.
She was relieved to see that he didn't just read those complimentary comments.
She doesn't want Zhao Chen to learn from others to become an Internet celebrity, but she can accept him finding a place to publish a circle of friends, not operating it, not caring about profits, as long as he has something interesting to do.
Just like today, the official Hermès Douyun was directly criticized.
No worries, straightforward and wanton.
It's quite good. He seems to like communicating with interesting comments, and his replies are very serious. Then he stares blankly for a while with a silly smile before reading the next comment.
When I see someone in the comment area posting a comment like "Brother Rich, I will go home with 50 and no fare."
He would ask people privately if they were really in trouble.
This surprised Li Miaoxian.
Zhao Chen is not only devoted to his girlfriend, but also to himself. He can help others...
Then she saw the follow-up.
"Brother, are you really short of money? If you have any difficulties, you really need to tell me. If not, I will help you get a drip chip..."
A little kind, but not much.
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It’s okay, it’s worth watching it on my phone for dozens of minutes.
This ends surfing the web.
Li Miaoxian drove the yacht back to the dock.
Soon after, the two brought some fish and bought some swimming crabs, shrimps, and snails from the small market. They took them all with them so they could have a midnight snack or something.
When we returned to the small courtyard in the village, the second uncle was already waiting in front of the door.
"Hey, Master, tonight's dinner is about to start, why are you back?"
"Not urgent!"
Zhao Chen carried the seafood bucket, put it in the back row of Cullinan, and pulled Li Miaoxian to get on it.
Half an hour.
The three of them took a helicopter back to the top floor of the hotel. Li Miaoxian carried the bucket of seafood to the kitchen. Zhao Chen washed the handles and didn't want to change clothes. He just wore colorful T-shirts and big pants, and didn't even want to take off his sunglasses, carrying the sea breeze.
The smell, sit calmly on the phantom.
A place to eat.
Zhao Chen didn't quite recognize a hotel with a single letter in its name.
But the doorman stopped him.
"Sir, we need to wear formal attire here."
The doorman reminded Zhao Chen politely and with a sincere smile that he meant well.
"Then what if I don't wear it?"
"Sir, I will be fined."
"How much is the penalty?"
"500."
Zhao Chen waved his hand.
He patted the doorman on the shoulder and said earnestly, "It's only 500 yuan. Brother, you are too small. Give me a face and let me in. I will take you to eat there for free without paying any money."
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"Sir, 500 yuan is a lot for me..."
“How much does the food inside cost?”
"Starting at 1,000." The doorman answered seriously.
He wouldn't say it to ordinary people. Zhao Chen's words always have a kind of bewitching power. A meal of five hundred yuan is worth it no matter how you look at it...
"do you dare?"
"Dare! I dare you if you dare. I just saw the car you drove with a golden figure on the front. If you evade the fare and run away, I will break off the golden figure in your car to pay for it." Followed Zhao.
Chen went inside and told Zhao Chen his determination.
Zhao Chen gave him a kind smile.
The doorman was also smart and took off his doorman uniform and threw it aside.
"This way, later you pretend that you are a billionaire, and we will act in a play together to see if we can get a free meal. As you can see, I am not short of money for my big job. You can act as you like, and from now on
From now on, you are the heir to billions of wealth, and I am your follower."
The doorman frowned and said, "Are you going to pay me? I need to be emotionally prepared for this. If nothing else, I have to pay more!"
Zhao Chen patted him on the head and said, "The situation is too small. You will be invited to dinner later. If you order more expensive dishes, won't you get it back?"
"Think about it, don't the 20,000 yuan of food and 20,000 yuan of money belong to you in the end?"
The doorman sighed, "I'm going to do a lot of work on you. Brother, I'll be fine if you get cheated."
"I will definitely not trick you!"
When the second uncle pressed the elevator to the 99th floor, the doorman suddenly became nervous.
"Brother, are you so playful?"
"That's for sure. In our line of business, if we don't open for a year, we will only eat for a year after opening. The game is like a heartbeat and a pattern!" Zhao Chen's lips moved wildly, and he talked wildly.
The doorman no longer hesitated, "It's your job. I did it. Bro, I actually recorded what you just said and sent it out. It's not that I don't believe you. It's just that we met by chance and people's hearts are sinister.
I’m also afraid that you’ll make me the scapegoat!”
Zhao Chen shook his head.
If you say it's okay, just record it.
"Forget it, brother, please pay attention now, our main focus is the big picture and grandeur! Here, when you meet people later, you have to pretend to be a bit like a billionaire!"
The doorman nodded, his posture gradually straightened, and a sense of confidence appeared on his face.
It's not that he trusts Zhao Chen much, it's just that the big worker gave him infinite courage.
The second uncle watched the little trickster throughout the whole process.
Zhao Chen looks a bit like he did when he was young...