"The effect is quite good." Xu Chuan put down his phone and the person in charge of the overseas version of Twitter called him.
Judging from the popularity on Twitter, PepsiCo's latest advertisements topped the search terms in a short period of time.
There are videos and photos from Times Square everywhere on the Internet. The crowded crowds are unknown, so you may think there are tens of thousands of people, but in fact hundreds of people have been killed.
But this is enough to attract a large amount of attention, which is itself part of the advertising and marketing plan.
Xuela smiled very reservedly, but in fact she was already happy.
"But, what does this mean?" Xu Chuan pointed to a photo that was obviously a secret photo, which was about Sulla sitting in Ov Ravitz's car.
"I know." Xuela looked at the photo speechlessly. The angle was really weird. She bent down and seemed to be with the other person.
She did not explain to Xu Chuan that such things were happening almost every day, and she believed that the other party would trust her.
They are now home to Ravitz, a manor covering an area of ​​about 12 acres. It is not big among the rich, but don’t forget that this is Long Island, New York, where every inch of land is valuable.
Ouf Ravitz and his shareholders of the publishing group should have arrived, and the others are some media and Wall Street bosses, and some are New York City Councillors.
Of course, there are also some staff members and models under the Ravitz Group, who act as the atmosphere group.
The personnel composition is not complicated, and Xu Chuan also saw his acquaintance Crod Taylor.
The two sides had a very friendly exchange. After selling the team, Taylor had received the first payment, half of the total amount, which completely solved his liquidity problem.
This made Taylor's spirit much better. You should know that he hasn't really had a good sleep in the past six months. When the Zetrov Group's acquisition case was rejected by the alliance, he almost committed suicide.
Although he has billions of assets, those cannot be cashed in a short period of time. No one wants to help him. Many people are waiting for his capital chain to break, and then they can pick up ready-made ones.
The bank even stopped lending to him, and the funds in his hands could only barely last until October.
And now the vultures who were waiting to devour his body were chatting around him, as if nothing had happened before.
"This is the world of capital, welcome your arrival."
Taylor took a sip of the champagne in the glass and signaled Xu Chuan with a complicated expression.
"I'm just rubbing outside and haven't entered yet." Xu Chuan said a joke that the other party could not understand at all, which made Taylor's face full of question marks.
"Hi, Mr. Grylls."
In this social situation, it is impossible to have no communication.
A strong guy with a beard came over, and the muscles inside his body seemed to be about to be broken in a custom suit.
Xu Chuan smiled and reached out to shake the other person with a hand. Crod Taylor raised the cup with the other person, and then walked towards other acquaintances.
"I am Steve Horn from Topstone Industry, and I'm glad to know you."
This guy is very young on today's occasion and looks a little different from others, at least he is fitness.
However, Xu Chuan has never heard of Tingshi Industry.
Moreover, the bodyguards this guy brought were very interesting. They were definitely military personnel who had been in actual combat. Xu Chuan and Feins noticed this when they entered the door.
Xu Chuan looked at Steve Horn from top to bottom, and then a harmless smile on his face.
"Hello, just call me Bell."
The two started chatting, Mr. Horn was very talkative and had a big mouth.
"I don't like this kind of banquet. It's full of dusk energy everywhere. When I think that I might become like them in the future, I want to go and have a tactical training with my team members."
"Oh," Xu Chuan raised his eyebrows, "It can be seen that Mr. Horn has a lot of experience in this regard."
"Haha, just call me Steve."
If you are an outsider, you will definitely be misled by some military terms mentioned by the other party inadvertently, thinking that this person is a retired soldier or a person in other related fields.
But Xu Chuan knew with his nose that this guy was a rookie among the rookies.
The knife hidden in his hand almost poked the guy's waist, and the other party didn't notice it.
"You don't know how many people have been talking about UC technology in the past two years. This little thing is so thoughtful."
Steve Horn took out his own custom UC phone, "Especially this Twitter, I really like it so much."
He opened his space with his selfies on it, and the guy looked quite narcissistic.
In the space, he took selfies wearing various military equipment, as well as fitness selfies.
"Oh, this is cool," Xu Chuan pointed to one of the photos of a skeleton frog tattoo on his arms. He had also seen it on Feins.
Steve Horn laughed twice and said nothing, his expression was quite deep.
"Hey, Steve."
Another person came over to greet him, and it looked like Steve Horn's acquaintance.
"Alexander, long time no see." Steve Horn hugged the other party, and it was obvious that the two of them had a good relationship.
"Bell, let me introduce you to Alexander Daning, CEO of Browning. He has always had a good relationship with the Pentagon."
This guy is really familiar with him and doesn't care whether Xu Chuan wants to get to know him.
Xu Chuan shook hands with Mr. Daning with a smile, but did not talk to him. The man seemed not to know him, and he was talking to Steve.
Xuela was also socializing with some people on the scene, just like the current old man named Victor Ziegler.
She keenly felt the banker's undisguised interest in her, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.
However, the other party did not do anything outrageous, and just invited her to have a drink in the room.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The other party seemed to have misunderstood that she was not here to be the atmosphere group. Xuela can't turn against the other party because of this.
This is the most bare-skinned world of fame and fortune. Do these well-dressed successful people take the supermodels into the lounge. Do they all go for a drink?
Her eyes found the only man present who could give her a sense of security. The guy was leaning against the dining table holding a plate and chatting with people. He was almost sitting on the table, but based on her understanding, the guy should have begun to be impatient now.
Ha, Xuela smiled, then turned her head and said politely to the other party, "Sorry, Mr. Ziegler, I have a company."
The old man looked at Xu Chuan's direction, with a pity on his face. He nodded to her and turned around and left.
He took a breath and walked straight back to Xu Chuan.
"Didn't you go to make up your makeup? I thought you fell out." Xu Chuan joked with her, and the Steve had already taken his friend to other places to talk.
Xuela looked at Xu Chuan seriously, reached out and hugged the other party's arm and said softly, "Dear, I want to go back."
"What's wrong?" Xu Chuan immediately put the plate in his hand aside and reached out to stroke the other person's forehead.
Well, the body temperature is normal, and it should not be a menstrual period. He remembers all the menstrual periods of these women.
"It's not this, I just want to leave."
Xu Chuan didn't understand why, if it was another time, he would agree to the other party, but today it was a bit special.
"Accompany me again, something interesting may happen soon."
Xu Chuan said as he reached out to stop a waiter wearing a waiter's clothes. The man looked quite old and had a shiny bald head.
"Give me a glass of champagne, thank you."
The man handed over the tray, let Xu Chuan take a cup on it and then walked away.
Xuela looked at him in confusion, "Dear, you are not..."
Xu Chuan lowered his head and kissed her on her lips to stop her from speaking. The waiter just turned his head and glanced at the two of them, and then focused on the corner.
"Shh~, don't leave me." Xu Chuan made a silence move, then licked his lips, "What brand of lipstick tastes pretty good."
"Ha, do you like it?" Xuela was not embarrassed at all, but generously told him a strange brand.
"Yeah, it's pretty good." Xu Chuan wrote down this brand and prepared to recommend it to several other women.
He glanced at the waiter who was not young. This person looked so familiar, but he didn't know if the name was John McLean.
The uncle was very careful and walked around the banquet with a plate, but Xu Chuan realized that his target was probably the Steve Horn and his friend.
It's just that I don't know which target is, or both.
Well, being targeted by this person, no matter McLean or others, it probably won't end well. This is really interesting.
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"Steve, you must help me this time." Alexander Daning was talking to Steve Horn with a serious look on his face.
"Hey, man, are there any things you can't handle?" Steve Horn said with a smile.
To be continued...