Scene 157: Even if its just money from the family, right?
At the same time, in a restaurant on the ground.
Lao Luo quietly wiped the sweat off his hands on his pants and stared at the table in a daze.
In the open box on the table are neat piles of cash, the bank seal has not been removed.
It was incredible to go out late at night with so much cash, but what was even more incredible was that the place where they met was a "Chengdu Snack" restaurant.
And of course, the most incredible thing is the girl sitting across the table.
She is someone who shouldn't appear in such a snack bar at all. She is dressed in a slim-fitting black leather jacket that flaunts the curves of her whole body. The wide open neckline reveals a small tube top and slender straight collarbones. Her long black light can be seen.
It is tied up with a red rope like a high hairpin worn by an ancient lady, and the whole body is enveloped in the expensive fragrance.
There was a flash of red in the corners of her eyes, and the clear black child looked deeply at Lao Luo, and her rose-red lips opened and closed, as if they were speaking the most secret whispers between lovers.
In fact, she was nibbling on a bunch of roasted kidneys.
Everyone in the whole store was watching this girl eating the big kidney. When she was ordering, he put a box of cash on the table, then took one and gave it to the waiter, "I want double the spiciness."
"Tomorrow, use your union to promote the latest CG of "World of Warcraft". No matter whether the CG is good or not, you must promote it. As for the method, leave it to you to think about it."
"To put it bluntly, you are the Internet trolls of this CG." Mai Shutoku put down the bamboo stick and began to grind her nails slowly, "Can you do it? They say you are the best in this industry."
She narrowed one eye narrowly and looked at Lao Luo, "Hero, stop looking at the money. They will all be yours. Look up at me."
Lao Luo is a loyal player of "World of Warcraft" and the president of a top guild in the Chinese server.
In the virtual world, he is a blood elf paladin whose ID is "White North", an overlord who conquers cities and lands, and a hero who spends a lot of money. As long as he joins his union, he will buy horses and dragons for newcomers on the same day.
Under its governance the union became an empire.
He is the kind of personality who leads a team to kill the Lich King while writing long poems on the union chat screen. Here, the Lich King suddenly fell to the ground, and on the other hand, Lao Luo leisurely wrote Rilke's "Orr" in the channel.
Phos Eurydice Hermes".
"This is the mine of souls, dim and far away. They walk silently through the darkness, like hidden silver veins.
Blood gushes out from between the rock roots and reaches the human world. In the dark night, it is like a rock.
Apart from that, there is nothing red."
The girls admired his grace and imagined that he was a cold young man driving an eight-horse carriage through the long street. He waved his long whip and tore the clothes of the girls who avoided him and peeked at him, and smeared them on their delicate skin.
Leaving a bright red mark on his face, he looked up to the sky and smiled.
Acquaintances call Lao Luo "Boss", but in fact he looks more like an Internet cafe owner.
Although his unruly-looking jacket has not been washed for two weeks, and his hair is full of dandruff and always stands on end like a bird's nest, he is the kind of man who becomes an emperor when he sits in front of the screen and touches the keyboard.
"No problem! My union is the strongest in China!" Lao Luo looked determined, "It has great influence!"
Mai Shutoku clapped her hands, and the driver in black came in from the door, carrying a paper knife.
Before anyone could react, Mai Shutoku stood up with a bunch of ribs in her mouth, grabbed a stack of cash, and rolled it into two.
After a moment of silence, some brothers who got excited from drinking clapped their hands and said, "Well done, sisters!"
Amid the boos and cheers in the audience, Shutoku Mai's long hair was flying, cutting in half and then again and again. Each time he pressed the knife, there was a beautiful rhythm, and half of the flying bills fell into the driver's travel bag on the ground.
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"Five million in advance." Mai Shutoku zipped up the travel bag and pushed it in front of Lao Luo, "The half I gave you is the right half. You can't exchange it for the full amount at the bank."
"If you want the left half, use the effect in exchange. Work hard. My dear, you are very cute, but remember to wash your hair well next time you see me! I can feel the smell of fermentation coming to me from you.
Come."
She winked at everyone present, took out 5,000 yuan from her wallet and put it on the table, "I'll take the order tonight. Tomorrow morning, please go to the official website of World of Warcraft to take a look at the latest cg released by Blizzard."
Amidst the cheers, she swayed her slender waist towards the parked extended Hummer outside, and turned around and waved before waiting for the car to leave, just like a female star bidding farewell to the media after an awards show.
But no one thought it was unreasonable for this to happen in a Chengdu snack shop. They all had a premonition that something big was about to happen, and they were looking forward to it. They held their bottles high to bid farewell to this awesome-looking girl.
"Between today and tomorrow morning!" Lao Luo dialed the vice president's phone number. "All the union's resources are used for publicity. Even if you download a copy, I have to ask everyone first: "Do you know?
Do you know about the new CG that Blizzard will release soon?"."
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"Hey, long-legged girl, is this really okay?" Potato Chip Girl was lying on the bed, looking at the fiery red clouds burning in the sky in the west.
At sunrise in this city, the sun rises slowly like a hard-boiled egg yolk above the leaden atmosphere, and the traffic on the ring road downstairs has become dense.
A new day begins in this top-floor conference room located in the core area of CBD. They have not slept for 24 hours in a row. All business has been suspended. The stock brokers in New York have not received a call from the potato chip girl all day long.
, falling into great confusion.
"There should be no problem, as long as all links are connected correctly. Blizzard's entire World of Warcraft team has suspended the vacation plan of all employees, and they have divided into two groups to work overtime 24 hours a day in the past two days."
"The news of the launch of this CG will be released in a few hours through Blizzard's official website and the official website of "World of Warcraft" in various languages around the world." Mai Shutoku glanced at her exquisite Cartier watch, "To be precise, two
Hours later, this will be the first time in Blizzard’s history that the ticket will not be delayed.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She is lying half in a large leather swivel chair. There are 36-inch high-definition screens in front of her and on the left and right sides. With the support of powerful graphics cards, these three
The block-linked screen can display a nearly 180-degree viewing angle, and all past CGs of "World of Warcraft" are being played.
"It makes me want to open an account." Mai Shutoku dialed the wireless mouse.
"How is the media?" Potato Chip Girl asked again.
"I held a press conference at the Kempinski Hotel last night and invited all the media in the industry to attend. I prepared 500 red envelopes, each containing US$500. The media reporters who received the red envelopes were very happy."
"The moment "She is a Dragon" is released, the exquisite screenshots will be published by all industry websites, and the news title is "A Different World of Warcraft Story: The Beautiful Love between Man and Dragon"."
"In a few hours, all major metropolitan newspapers will reprint it, and in a few hours, the news will be on TV news. I even contacted a publisher who is very good at urging people to publish a book called "She is a Dragon" Book."
"It sounds like I'm really close to being cast in a movie..."
"If the little brat hadn't given me too much time, I would have really wanted to invest in a movie." Mai Shutoku shrugged.
"Hey! Are you kidding me? Can you please stop being so free and generous with your money? All the money you spend is earned through hard work by me, the accounting girl!" Potato Chip Girl screamed.
"I didn't do it."
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The morning sun shines on the stone road of Liulichang Street. A three-wheeler is running happily. On both sides are retro blue brick two-story buildings. In front of each building are hung "Baocui Hall" and "Chongwen Mansion". This kind of signboard with gold letters on a black background.
The young guest calmly got off a human-powered tricycle, wearing a blue Chinese-style shirt, a pair of casual pants, a pair of Beijing-style "tiao" at his feet, hair as brilliant as gold, and eyes as blue as the sea.
The signboard of "Fenglongtang" is a bit shabby. It hangs on the lintel of the small shop, and a royal blue cotton curtain hangs at the door. This is almost the deepest part of the alley, and ordinary antiquing people will never choose such a remote place. Open a store.
The guest opened the cotton curtain and the bell on the door rang, but no one came to greet him and the counter was empty.
The windows of this shop are still the same as those of Zhihu. The morning sunlight comes in hazy, and there are countless dusts suspended in the air. There are large and small tables and wooden boxes around, all of which look like they are old.
Thread-bound books, Tang Sancai, stone inkstone and brush washes, it seems that everything is sold in this store. A set of bright red wedding dresses hangs on the wall, and everything seems to be covered with fine dust.
This is an old house sealed by dust. No one has entered it for decades. Only the dust elves are dancing in the air. They are the lords here.
The guests slowly walked around the room, smelling the rich scent of sandalwood in the air, and finally stopped to admire the bright red wedding dress. The material of the wedding dress was beautiful silk satin, with exquisite tapestry edges and a phoenix pattern. of gold leaf, inlaid with pearl buttons and glass flakes.
The guest smiled and tried to figure out the materials of this wedding dress.
"The wedding dress worn by the bannermen of the Qing Dynasty was an orthodox cheongsam. The cheongsam at that time had a wide hem, the skirt was at the bottom, and trousers were worn underneath. It was not the current style where arms and legs are exposed." Someone said softly from behind.
"Mr. Lin Fenglong?" The guest did not look back.
"Mr. Caesar Gattuso? You are so young," the boss said.
Caesar turned around. Although he came prepared, he was still a little surprised when he suddenly saw this boss.
This old man with a Beijing movie is actually a real European, with gray hair and iron-grey eyes, and his youthful handsomeness can still be seen on his thin cheeks.
The boss was wearing a bamboo cloth shirt, with a pair of iron eggs in his hand, and a plastic bag in the other hand, which contained a set of pancakes and fruits...
"There are really all kinds of monsters among hunters." Caesar looked him up and down.
"This industry is quite steep. I'm considered a normal person." The boss smiled slightly and said, "I went out to buy breakfast. Can we eat something together?"
"No, I tried soy juice for breakfast and almost made me vomit." Recalling the swill-like taste, Caesar couldn't help but feel a little nauseous.
"Drink some tea after you vomit. I have Tieguanyin's autumn tea here, which is picked from old tea trees." The boss led Caesar to the corner. There was a full set of celadon tea sets on an old tea table cut into tree roots.
The two of them sat across from each other, and the boss quickly boiled water to make tea, pouring, soaking, rinsing, and washing. The celadon tea set was flying in the hands of this old European man. There was a natural sense of beauty that made people indulge in it just by looking at it.
The faint fragrance of tea floated, and finally a small cup of steaming tea was delivered to Caesar.
Caesar smelled the fragrance of the tea and nodded, "Have you been in China for many years?"
"I'm from Henan." The boss said firmly.
Caesar frowned, "Can you look at your face with the word 'Aryan' written on it in the mirror and then tell such a lie?"
"My parents were Germans who stayed in China during World War II. Unfortunately, they both died, so I was raised by a couple from Henan, China. I'm not that averse to being of German descent, but..."
The boss slapped his thigh and said, "German is so fucking difficult. I can't even learn a sentence!"
Caesar nodded, "It's really interesting for an Italian and a German to communicate in Henan dialect...Okay, I'm not here to drink tea."
He put down the tea cup and placed a heavy paper bag in front of the boss, "Two hundred thousand dollars to buy your wedding dress."
"There are also people like you who are big spenders among hunters." The boss squinted his eyes and smiled, "You are so discerning. It is difficult to find such a good orthodox cheongsam tailor nowadays."
Only a very few people know about Caesar Gattuso's other identity. He is a hunter. He was a hunter even before entering Kassel College. He had the ID of "Hunter Market" at the age of fifteen.
His ID is "Governor of Gaul". In history, the dictator Julius Caesar once conquered Gaul.
The boss’s ID is “phoenix”. This common English ID is now difficult to register. It must have been registered very early, but Caesar has never seen this ID active.
The only time he posted a purchase information on the hunter website, "Phoenix" replied, "I have a very old wedding dress here. Of course, the workmanship is also extremely exquisite."
As for why Caesar thought of posting purchase information on hunters' websites, he always felt that the things hidden in the hands of hunters should give him some surprises...
Sure enough, he was very satisfied with this wedding dress.
He walked to the door of Fenglong Hall with his wrapped wedding clothes, and suddenly turned around and looked at the boss who was lying on the counter counting money, "Mr. Lin Fenglong, to be honest, your lies are really lame. I don't like to talk to people who lie."
People make deals.”
"But I like this wedding dress very much, so I am willing to pay for it."
"It's a good thing if we cooperate well." The boss was not angry and said with a smile, "By the way, can I ask, do you plan to use this wedding dress yourself, or..."
"Given to a... friend." Caesar shrugged, walked out of the door, and put down the cotton curtain behind him, "I guess it's just a piece of money."