"Brother Yu now has a wide range of friends. I know everyone from China, Europe and the United States."
"My blind guess is that he is a big boss, but I don't know who he is."
Yang Zhengyu smiled and said to Freeman: "My fans are all guessing who you are. Just say hello to them."
Freeman waved his hand and said in very broken Chinese: "Hello, I am Freeman."
Yang Zhengyu then rushed to the live broadcast room and introduced: "This Freeman is the global president of Subifu Company. Listen up, he is not from Longguo District or American District, he is the global chairman. Today I invite him to our
The live broadcast room is here, everyone, please swipe 666."
It’s okay if Yang Zhengyu doesn’t say anything, but as soon as he does, people will know who it is.
After all, Soapif's reputation is very resounding. It has world-class popularity.
The audience in the live broadcast room was instantly shocked.
"Here I go, he's actually the chairman of Soapford Global."
"This is a person from heaven."
"I heard that it is possible to become the president of the country at his level."
"This is the most important person in the world of leak picking."
"Does he also play live broadcasts?"
"You guys are stupid. It doesn't matter whether he plays live broadcast or not. The important thing is that he must be here for Brother Yu's face."
"I really didn't expect Brother Yu to be able to call him over."
Many people watching Yang Zhengyu's live broadcast are industry insiders.
Almost all of them knew Freeman. Even those who didn't know him, after the popularization among netizens, they immediately understood the weight of the person sitting next to Yang Zhengyu.
Many people excitedly sent messages to tell their relatives and friends.
"Holy shit, come on and watch Yang Zhengyu's live broadcast. He actually invited the chairman of Subifu Global."
Others who knew the news were shocked.
"Where is it? Let me go and have a look."
After going back and forth, the number of people in Yang Zhengyu’s live broadcast room skyrocketed.
In a villa in the suburbs of Longjing City.
Jin Laozheng is sitting in front of his desk writing calligraphy.
What he was copying today was Wang Xizhi's Preface to the Orchid Pavilion Collection. This calligraphy can be said to be the pinnacle of calligraphy in the history of the Dragon Kingdom.
Loved by collectors of all dynasties.
The originals seemed to have been buried with the emperors of the Tang Dynasty in the imperial mausoleums. The few imitations that still exist in the world are also extremely expensive. They inherit the cultural context of a country and are absolute national treasures.
He was concentrating on writing and writing very seriously.
At this time, Jin Yutong suddenly opened the door and came in.
"Grandpa, grandpa, it's not good, it's not good, please watch Yang Zhengyu's live broadcast."
"What's the matter? My good granddaughter, you are so shocked."
"Freeman Freeman went to Yang Zhengyu's live broadcast room."
After jogging for a while, Jin Yutong was out of breath talking.
"What's impossible? Is this the Freeman from Sotheby's?"
After hearing this, Mr. Jin was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head as expected.
"How is that possible? How can he have time to participate in the live broadcast?"
Both of them are big guys in the industry. Of course Mr. Jin knew Freeman, so he immediately denied it.
Freeman is already one of the top collectors in the world, and his status is far higher than that of Mr. Jin.
Freeman will be received by leaders wherever he goes. In contrast, Mr. Jin currently only has a status in the world, and there are not many exchanges between political figures from various countries.
Precisely because he was more familiar and understood, he felt it was impossible.
But when his granddaughter handed him the phone, Mr. Jin’s world went crazy.
He murmured to himself: "It's impossible. This is impossible."
At this time, I was in the boys' dormitory of the business school.
Wang Bobo is packing his luggage.
Most of the clothes I used for 4 years were thrown into the garbage. There is only one piece of clothing. The thick down jacket I bought when I was a freshman is very warm in winter.
He pressed hard and stuffed it into the suitcase.
There are no classes at the school during this period, and most students have found jobs and are just waiting for the school to issue their diplomas.
Because everyone has to be busy with their own affairs, students are leaving school one after another.
Before I left, I was a little reluctant to let go, but I also had to let go of a lot of things, such as the clutter produced over the past four years.
Yang Zhengyu’s live broadcast is playing in the dormitory.
Wang Bobo raised his head and looked at it. In the video, the person sitting next to Yang Zhengyu in an evening dress was a very gentleman, with the air of a foreign aristocrat.
Wang Bobo said strangely: "Brother Yu met new people just after one trip. He really has a wide range of friends."
Ren Le's luggage has been packed.
He has already booked a plane ticket and will leave by plane in two days.
I wanted to wait until Yang Zhengyu came back, but his family kept urging him to go back early.
It was said that a job in a large unit had been arranged for him and he was asked to go back for an interview.
There was a fate in his family, so he had no choice but to do it.
On ordinary nights, he would sit in front of the computer for entertainment on time. At this time, the computer had been packed.
It was put in the suitcase and not taken out.
You can only watch the live broadcast with a mobile phone stand.
Ren Le sighed while watching the live broadcast room: "Why do you think Brother Yu's life is so good? He is so rich now that he doesn't need to go out to work."
Wang Bobo said: "We can't compete with him. He is talented and knowledgeable. We can only wait and see if Brother Yu becomes prosperous in the future. Can we follow him?"
Ren Le smiled and said, "I think it's impossible. It would be nice if we could have a dinner with him once. Oh, that's not right. What do you mean?"
Ren Le said, pointing to the screen of his mobile phone, and he was stunned.
"Why are you so anxious? Why are you making such a fuss?" Wang Bobo said and moved closer to the phone screen.
He looked at it and was stunned: "Is that a national treasure?"
"The bronze mirror of the ancient Persian Empire? Is it a special artifact or a national treasure?" Ren Le said, looking at Wang Bobo in disbelief.
"That is to say, Brother Yu's current level of picking up leaks has reached the level of national treasures. My God, how much is that worth?"
Wang Bobo thought about it: "If this doesn't cost hundreds of millions, I probably won't be able to get it."
"It's really a big deal for me to go." Then Ren Le was stunned again. He looked at Wang Bobo in disbelief: "No, no?"
In the footage in the live broadcast room, Yang Zhengyu and Freeman were chatting.
Talking about the past story of Persian bronze mirrors.
After Freeman became familiar with the atmosphere of the live broadcast, he returned to his normal expression. He was always a very eloquent person, and he had no stage fright when giving public speeches. He could speak eloquently in front of hundreds of thousands of people in the live broadcast room.<
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After the chat, Yang Zhengyu showed the bronze mirror to people.
He said: "As for this bronze mirror, since Mr. Fei Yuman has identified it for me, I will take it back, but it is not mine. I will give it to Da Mimi."
