Chapter 32 Official: Why are you panic
Beijing, R&F Huating Community.
Chang Wen looked at the live broadcast room. Wang Yang stood under the F22 fighter jet, raised his fist and punched twice, and the coffee in his mouth sprayed directly onto the computer screen.
He hurriedly picked up the paper towel on the computer table and wiped the computer screen clean skillfully. His eyes were staring straight at the F22 fighter jet that looked like a steel behemoth in the live broadcast room.
This... this is really not a projection, it is a real F22 fighter model!
Good guy, Wang Yang is really capable. It's not easy to get such a restored F22 fighter model.
After all, an F22 fighter jet has a total length of 18.9 meters, a wingspan of 13.56 meters, and a height of 5.08 meters.
For such a big guy, even if you want to create a model with the same data, it is not an easy task. It will take at least half a year.
It seems that six months ago, when Wang Yang was confronting black fans in the live broadcast room, he was already thinking about making two models of F22 fighter jets to silence the black fans. .
This Wang Yang is indeed an Internet player, and his brain is very good.
However, although it is a model, it is still a model of the F22 fighter jet. Even if it is actually sold online, it may violate regulations.
Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and called his director.
Soon, the call was answered: "Hey, director, that's it. Do you still remember the anchor who brought goods named Wang Yang that I showed you before?"
< br>"Wang Yang? Who is it?" Zhang Wenchang hesitated for a moment and asked.
Chang Wen explained: "It is the anchor who threatened to bring F22 to fans in the live broadcast room and said that he would bring down the price of F22."
"Let's just talk about it. I don't have time to remember it." Zhang Wenchang looked a little impatient.
Chang Wen smiled helplessly: "That's right, Director, I saw him selling a model of the F22 fighter jet in his live broadcast room. It should be a one-to-one replica based on the data of the F22 fighter jet. I I would like to ask, does this situation need to be reported to the Ministry of Armed Forces or the relevant departments? "
"Model? Are you sure it is a model?" Zhang Wenchang asked casually, as if he was busy with something.
Chang Wen nodded: "That must be a model. After all, Wang Yang is an anchor. You also said that he can't even meet the top brass of the US military, let alone buy two real F22 fighter jets. "
"Besides, even if he could buy it and find it during transportation, he couldn't hide it well."
Zhang Wenchang said "Yeah": "That makes sense. If it is just a model, then don't worry about it. Even if it is reported to the Armed Forces Ministry, they won't care. As you said, it is just the appearance data of the F22 fighter jet. It’s just the same model.”
“Okay, Director, I’m relieved with your words.”
Chang Wen hung up the phone and turned his attention to the computer again. on the screen.
At this time, Wang Yang was already in the live broadcast room, preparing to announce the prices of these two F22 fighter jets.
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Qingcheng, inside a rental house.
Liang Yuzhu sat in front of the computer, nervously watching the live broadcast room on the computer screen.
Before, when she saw many black fans coming to make trouble in the live broadcast room and asking Wang Yang to apologize, her heart was in her throat, fearing that today's live broadcast would be caused by these black fans. Stir the powder into yellow. If these black fans really succeed, then Wang Yang will not be able to sell fighter jets today, let alone make so much profit.
But after watching Wang Yang personally walk under the fighter jet, and then raise his hand to punch the fighter Bang Bang twice, and saw that the barrage in the live broadcast room began to pick up, there was an improvement. After seeing the signs, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, at least these anti-fans didn’t disrupt the live broadcast, otherwise it would have been troublesome.
“I hope that in today’s live broadcast, we must sell both fighter jets, even if we sell one first, we should find a way to pay off some loans first.” Liang Yuzhu murmured He said to himself, holding his knees tightly with both hands and wiping the sweat from his palms.
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In the live broadcast room.
As Wang Yang said these words, the barrage came again.
[Brother Yang, hurry up and upload the link! We placed the order immediately. I believe those big fans couldn’t wait for it. They said they had raised the money three months ago and were waiting to place the order. 】
【Hahaha, yes, those big fans were so confident in what they said at the time, I thought they were all second generation rich people who could easily spend more than a billion to buy a real F22. A fighter kind of guy. 】
【My suggestion is to contact the people who left their phone numbers and messages immediately to prevent them from running away. You see, they are not talking now. It seems that they are scared. 】
【Haha, am I afraid? joke! I am a professional. Besides, I was talking about buying a real F22 fighter jet. Wang Yang made a model and wanted to trick me into buying it? How is it possible? This is not a scam. 】
【That's not what you said before. What you said before is that as long as Brother Yang comes to F22, you will pay for it, no matter how much you want. 】
[Hey, you don’t care what these anti-fans say. They will definitely not admit their problems. They will definitely hide and hide as long as they can. It is impossible to buy. They are the only anti-fans who just talk about it. You ask them to pay for it. It’s hard to buy a car, so why don’t you buy an F22? 】
【Fart! That's a model, why should I buy it? What I want is a real F22 fighter jet that can fly in the sky, launch missiles, and conduct combat. This is not a model like this. 】
【I think you are just tough-talking, and now that you see Brother Yang making F22, you want to renege on your debt. 】
Watching the verbal battle between true fans and negative fans in the live broadcast room, Wang Yang smiled helplessly.
He had already expected this to happen. These black fans are professional talkers. Even if he really flies the F22 fighter jet into the sky, these black fans will not buy it, just like It was said by true fans. They have trouble buying a car, so why buy an F22? That's nonsense.
Moreover, Wang Yang did not originally regard these anti-fans as his main purchasing power. If he really wanted to buy F22, he would have to watch the big guys who were hidden in the live broadcast room and secretly watching the live broadcast.
After the previous momentum and the wave of trending searches, it must have attracted many people to come to my live broadcast room to watch, and it is very likely that some big shots will be attracted.
As long as the price Wang Yang reveals next can satisfy these big guys, maybe these big guys will buy his fighter jet with a wave of their hands.
Of course, this probability is still relatively low, but Wang Yang still wants to give it a try.
Thinking of this, Wang Yang no longer hesitated. He raised his hand and first used some words to stop the barrage that was getting out of control.
"Just now, I asked my assistant to contact the people who had left their numbers and information. Unfortunately, they were all empty numbers, and even their names didn't match. It's a pity."
(End of this chapter)