Wang Xiaocong swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but ask.
Although he doesn't watch the news...but he also knows the value of the seven o'clock news broadcast, which is a specialized interview.
Looking at Zhou Xing's calm demeanor.
Obviously it is not rule of law news, but positive news.
"I sent a 2-nanometer lithography machine design drawing to the country, so I arranged this interview."
Zhou Xing took a sip of the liquid in the cup. Under the colorful lights, the liquid full of texture flowed like glass.
Wang Xiaocong was speechless.
Pointing to his nose: "Old Zhou, do you think I am a fool?"
He patted Zhou Xing on the shoulder and smiled: "If you can develop the design drawings of a 2-nanometer photolithography machine, wouldn't I be able to make nuclear fusion by hand?"
"All right."
Zhou Xing sighed slightly: "Actually, I helped develop the fifth-generation fighter aircraft and achieved certain achievements."
Wang Xiaocong: "............"
He looked at Zhou Xing, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes. This guy usually spoke very strictly, but after coming to Kyoto, he also began to imitate the Kyoto people's bad-mouthed skills.
Can't you hear a few words of truth?
"Will you be included in the news later?"
Wang Xiaocong confirmed.
Zhou Xing nodded.
"Do you know if you'll show up at around seven o'clock?"
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"Then I have to take a closer look."
Wang Xiaocong perked up and looked at Zhou Xing with envy: "The old man really dotes on you. He even arranged the seven o'clock news broadcast for you. It can be said that he has given you a layer of gold, for fear that you will be wronged. "
Although he has also been in the news, most of it is entertainment news, accompanied by some legal news.
The seven o'clock news is not something anyone can get on if they want.
I think Mr. Zhou's purpose is very simple, just to show Zhou Xing's face in front of those in power so that they know what he is doing.
This is his eldest grandson Zhou Dingshan, so it's best not to mess with him.
From now on, Zhou Xing can just walk sideways.
Zhou Xing glanced at the time, it was six fifty-five, there were still five minutes left, and he immediately smiled without explaining too much.
Wang Xiaocong calmed down and asked with a smile: "How long is your news?"
"Little news, not too long."
Zhou Xing waved his hand.
Wang Xiaocong didn't think there was anything surprising when he heard it, so he just brushed his face... Ordinary viewers might be confused when they see it, because this is not for them to see, but for other people to see.
It doesn’t need to take up too much space.
It is estimated that tens of seconds are enough.
Then he heard Zhou Xing's voice: "Only ten minutes."
"Ten minutes!"
Wang Xiaocong stood up again, his eyes widened and his eyes were a little red: "Old Zhou, are you kidding me?"
The news only lasts for half an hour.
Zhou Xing alone occupied more than ten minutes, which was extremely rare in the past seven o'clock news.
"Whether I'm joking or not, you'll find out later if you see it yourself?"
Zhou Xing glanced at Wang Xiaocong and said calmly.
Wang Xiaocong looked at Zhou Xing's expression. Although he still didn't want to believe it, he believed it in his heart. After all, they had been friends for such a long time.
He knew exactly what Zhou Xing's character was.
He may joke around normally, but when he talks seriously, he is never ambiguous.
The key is.
The news of more than ten minutes was a bit too shocking.
Is it possible that the design drawings of the 2-nanometer lithography machine mentioned by Zhou Xing are true?
impossible!
He quickly shook his head and rejected the idea.
How could he, who had studied abroad for many years, not know that photolithography machines have long been monopolized, while domestic ones are just in their infancy, and even foreign countries cannot reach this level.
How is it possible to break through the blockade in China?
Still 2 nanometers!
This is simply shocking.
Wang Xiaocong thought for a moment.
Then he grinned and raised his hand to call the supervisor.
The supervisor trotted over with a smile on his face and said respectfully: "Master Wang, what are your orders?"
Wang Xiaocong raised his head casually and asked, "It's almost seven o'clock, right?"
"That's right."
The supervisor glanced at the time and then confirmed.
"Suddenly I want to watch the news."
Wang Xiaocong smiled: "I find that I haven't cared about major domestic and international events for a long time. Reading the news occasionally can cultivate my sentiments."
The supervisor was startled.
Went to the bar, ordered millions of drinks, and wanted to watch the news.
Are you kidding me?
However, he naturally doesn't know what the rich think, but as a frequent visitor here, Wang Xiaocong is still a generous person, so he should meet his requirements.
"Master Wang, if you want to watch the news, I'll go over here and see if all the boxes have been reserved. If not, I'll open a box for you."
The supervisor said tentatively: "It's relatively quiet in the box, and there's a TV... You can watch the news there, how about that?"
Wang Xiaocong waved his hand: "That's not necessary, it's too much trouble. Besides, there's so much excitement in the box. Isn't it just to feel the atmosphere in the bar?"
"Then what do you mean..."
The supervisor was puzzled.
Wang Xiaocong pointed to the big screen in the center of the field: "Isn't there a ready-made one? Just use that screen to broadcast the news."
"this......."
The supervisor glanced at the big screen in the center of the field.
Use that big screen to broadcast the news.
How is this possible?
He really couldn't figure out what the brain circuits of these rich people were like. They were used to report the consumption of VIPs and to stimulate the atmosphere at the scene.
This is a bar, not a detention center.
How is it possible that when so many customers are here, everyone can watch the news?
"Why, no?"
Wang Xiaocong frowned slightly.
"No, Prince Wang."
Seeing Wang Xiaocong's displeasure, the supervisor hurriedly explained: "As our distinguished guest, we will definitely meet your requests as soon as possible."
"only......"
The supervisor was a little confused: "Young Master Wang also know the purpose of this big screen. Using this to broadcast news really does not comply with our rules here."
"Other customers are also here to have fun. If it affects their experience, please report it."
"I can't explain it to my boss. Please forgive me."
Wang Xiaocong chuckled, opened his palm, and stretched out five fingers: "Five million, I will order another five million drinks, swipe your card now."
"Ahem..."
The supervisor coughed violently, his face changed rapidly, and he forced out a smile: "Master Wang, actually this is not a matter of money. The most important thing is because you are our valued guest here, and the customer is God."
"Since you have this request, I might as well take a risk and risk being scolded by my boss to meet your request."
"I'll go make arrangements right away. Please swipe your card."
.............
Wang Xiaocong looked at the back of the supervisor who was going away, put the card in his pocket, and laughed: "These people in the bar have no lower limit than the people in the bank. They have money...the so-called rules are all Bullshit.”
And the live music at this time.
It also stopped suddenly, and the scene became quiet.
The restless crowd also looked at the DJ stage with blank expressions.
Wow.
The picture on the big screen changed for a while, followed by the noise of snowflakes.