Some coincidences may be good things, but they may also be bad things.
That night, when another Olympic athlete from a flower gardening family won the gold medal in Sydney, many netizens habitually clicked on the three major portals.
However, what surprised them was that in that familiar position, the big clenched fist disappeared without a trace and turned into copywriting advertisements for two pharmaceutical companies.
Still so young, still so passionate, but I always feel like something is missing.
Some netizens remembered the news about compatible machines and brand machines, and couldn't help but express their doubts.
"The Tesla that went to be broken, was it broken?"
"There's no way it could be so fast! There's still a queue at the Tesla counter in my electronics mall here."
"There must be something going on, right? How else could such a good advertising position be given to others casually?"
"I just checked Tesla's official website and found that except for a video window under construction, there are no other changes."
"I'm from Kyoto, and I'm standing in the Tesla flagship store in Xidan surfing the Internet. There are still dense crowds here. No one here cares about compatible machines. Nowadays, any Kyoto person with a little money will go to Tesla.
I bought a Frozen at the flagship store and went back and had a great time!”
"Where are the ads? Can anyone tell me where the Tesla ads are? Without the ads that always change words, I always feel that watching the Olympics is missing some flavor."
"Perhaps you know Tesla because of advertisements, but the way we Kyoto people, or northerners, know Tesla is never through advertisements!"
After writing this, Wang Xin stretched out, turned off the Frozen console, and lazily walked to the bathroom.
………..
It was such a coincidence that the advertisements were changed out of nowhere, there was inexplicable negative news, and several large PC manufacturers followed their lead. With the power of Tesla and Zhao Song’s friends, it was completely insignificant.
Almost all the disadvantages of compatible machines are unfoundedly blamed on Tesla.
Browsing several major IT forums at random, Zhao Song laughed and laughed. Is this the first time that this space-time gardener has become a large-scale Internet troll?
At this time, it was already ten o'clock at night, and in a recording studio at the Central Conservatory of Music, Zhao Song was playing with the computer boredly, looking at the cloudy and sunny days being discussed intensely in the recording studio from time to time.
Tired of waiting, Zhao Song picked up his cell phone and called Ding Tao.
"Didn't you sleep?"
"Boss, there are more and more negative news on the Internet."
"Don't pay attention to them, Ding Tao. If you can't sleep, go to Zhonghai's office. Li Yu and Lawyer Fu are there to help them collect some comments. Just let them talk for a night."
"Boss, I'm right here."
"……."
"boss?"
"It's okay. Let's tell Lawyer Fu that once the evidence is sufficient, we can all go back and rest. Starting from tomorrow, we will be busy!"
"I understand, boss, you should also go to bed early!"
"I've had enough sleep a long time ago. Let me tell you, Ding Tao, when I think about making money soon, I'm so energetic..."
"Dududu~~~"
"Dare you hang up on me?!" Zhao Song looked at the phone depressedly and muttered.
"Zhao Song, who have you provoked? Why are they all talking bad about Tesla?" At this time, the voice of Yintian Yin Mingyu rang in the tuning room, and he was looking at the webpage Zhao Song was browsing with great interest.
"It's just normal business competition, no big deal!" Zhao Song curled his lips and said seemingly unconcerned.
Compared to the future scoldings of Rice and Huawei by naming each other, this meeting is really much more subtle.
"Are you really okay?" Yin Mingyu's usually serious face showed a rare expression of concern, "I saw netizens saying that there are no more advertisements to break."
"I was asked to sell that advertisement, so I was so unlucky to rush into this nonsense." Zhao Song waved his hands indifferently, "How is your research going?"
"It's almost done." Talking about the business, Yin Mingyu instantly regained his serious look, "The tune you hum with your tone-deaf voice is completely incomprehensible. Qingtian and I have roughly changed it and added a simple accompaniment for you to listen to first.
Just a moment." After saying this, Yin Tian handed Zhao Song a pair of monitoring headphones.
Seeing that Zhao Song was ready, Yintian gestured to Sunny in the singing room and began to operate the mixer.
"Da~da~da~da~"
"Da~da~da~da~"
Qingtian's voice sounded so beautiful to Zhao Song. Although the melody was a bit different from the background music in his memory, Zhao Song could not help but immerse himself in it.
The melody was very simple. In just a short while, Qingtian finished singing it. After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Song took off his headphones with an intoxicated look on his face.
"It sounds good, but the last three notes should be added with a few more beats, just like this," Zhao Song said here, singing like an expert, "Da~~~~Da~~~~~~~~Da~
~~~~~~~~~~!”
"Stop!" Yin Tian rubbed his temples with a headache and said feebly: "After listening to you sing, I will lose ten years of my life!"
Qing Tian, who just walked in, was out of breath laughing.
"Zhao Song, who are you planning to cast as the protagonist in this commercial with this background music?"
Seeing the expectant expression on Qingtian's face, Zhao Song shrank his head and whispered: "Fil two sets of commercials, one with Da Shuai Shuai and one with Xiao Yu."
This time, Bai Li was not approached because Zhao Song received a notification from Aunt Fan that Bai Li was not suitable to appear in advertisements all the time.
"Oh~" Qingtian shrugged regretfully. The handsome man deserved his reputation, but she was too embarrassed to compete with that little girl Xiaoyu.
"Does this piece have a name?"
"Hit someone, beat someone, beat someone!"
"Pa~"
"Ouch~" Zhao Song covered his head and looked at Qingtian aggrievedly.
"Change your name!"
"..." Zhao Song raised his head and was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I had a cold in that corner!"
"It's quite interesting." Yin Mingyu put down the pen in his hand and said thoughtfully, "It's a bit experimental music. Zhao Song, if you weren't tone-deaf, I would definitely ask the instructor to take you under my tutelage!"
"Pfft~" Qingtian laughed again.
"Stop laughing, you look at the score first, and we'll do it again later!" After saying that, Yin Mingyu turned to Zhao Song and said, "Go back and rest, we will definitely fix it for you tonight."
Zhao Song pointed to the mobile phone and said: "You are busy, I won't be able to sleep tonight!"
……..
When the sound of "da da da" sounds on a sunny day, the sun is shining brightly in America.
A middle-aged Chinese man had just walked out of the U.S. Patent Office and picked up the phone to make a call.
"Hello, Mr. Zhao."
"Hello, Smith Liu, I'm Zhao Song, please say."
"According to the "American Inventors Protection Act" signed by President Zipperton last year, the ownership of the USB flash drive patent will be officially announced in three days.
Mr. Zhao, Netac’s previous efforts have been very complete, and at least in the United States, other companies have no loopholes to exploit.”
"Very well, Smith Liu, then send a lawyer's letter. Please give me an accurate time. I have some matters here that require this."
The middle-aged Chinese man calculated in his mind before saying: "Mr. Zhao, in two hours at the latest, you will see this news in major media in the United States."
"I'm looking forward to it, thank you, Smith Liu!"
"clear!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Song showed a relaxed smile and picked up the phone again to make a call.
"Liu Cong, release the draft in an hour without making any changes!"