"The effect is quite good." Xu Chuan put down his mobile phone, and the person in charge of Twitter's overseas version called him.
Judging from the popularity on Twitter, Pepsi's latest ad has topped the list of search terms in a short period of time.
There are videos and photos of Times Square everywhere on the Internet. Those who don’t know why the crowds were so crowded together might think there were tens of thousands of people, but in fact hundreds of people were choked to death.
But this is enough to attract widespread attention, which itself is part of the advertising and marketing plan.
Sheila smiled very reservedly, but in fact she was already happy in her heart.
"But, what does this mean?" Xu Chuan pointed to a photo that was obviously taken secretly, showing Sheila getting into Irv Ravitz's car.
"I knew it." Sheila looked at the photo speechlessly. The angle chosen was really weird. The angle at which she bent down seemed to be kissing the other person.
She did not explain to Xu Chuan that this kind of thing happened almost every day, and she believed that the other party would trust her.
Where they are now is Ravitz's home, a manor covering an area of almost 12 acres. It is not large among the rich, but don't forget that this is Long Island, New York, where every inch of land is precious.
Irving Ravitz and the shareholders of his publishing group should have almost all arrived. Others are also some media and Wall Street bosses, and some are New York City Council members.
Of course, there are also some staff and models from the Ravitz Group, who serve as the atmosphere team.
The composition of the personnel was not complicated, and Xu Chuan also saw his acquaintance Claude Taylor.
The two parties had a 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 seem to be in a much better state of mind. You should know that he really hadn't slept well in the past six months. When the Zeitloff Group's acquisition was rejected by the league, he really almost committed suicide.
Even though he has billions of assets, none of them can be realized in a short time. No one wants to help him. Many people are waiting for his capital chain to be cut off, and then they can pick up the ready-made assets.
Even banks have stopped lending to him, and the funds in his hands can barely last until October.
And now the vultures who were waiting to devour his corpse were chatting around him, as if what happened before had not happened.
"This is the world of capital, you are welcome to come."
Taylor took a sip of the champagne in the glass and gestured to Xu Chuan with a complicated expression.
"I'm just hanging out outside. I haven't gone in yet." Xu Chuan said a joke that the other party couldn't understand at all, which made Taylor's face full of questions.
"Hi, Mr. Grylls."
In this social situation, it is impossible not to communicate.
A muscular guy with a beard walked over. He was wearing a custom-made suit and the muscles inside his body seemed to be bursting.
Xu Chuan smiled and stretched out his hand to shake the other person's hand. Claude Taylor raised his glass to the other person and then walked towards other acquaintances.
"I'm Steve Horn from Capstone Industries, nice to meet you."
This guy is very young for today's occasion, and he looks a little different from others. At least he works out.
But Capstone Industry? Xu Chuan has never heard of it.
Moreover, the bodyguards brought by this guy are very interesting. They are definitely military personnel who have experienced actual combat. Xu Chuan and Fiennes noticed this when they entered.
Xu Chuan looked at Steve Horn from top to bottom, and then put on 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 evil spirit everywhere. When I think that I might become like them in the future, I want to conduct another tactical training with my team members."
"Oh", Xu Chuan raised his eyebrows, "I can see that Mr. Horn is very knowledgeable in this aspect."
"Haha, just call me Steve."
If you are a layman, you will definitely be misled by some military terms mentioned by the other party inadvertently, thinking that this person is a retired soldier or someone in other related fields.
But Xu Chuan knew by smelling it that this guy was a rookie among rookies.
The knife hidden in his hand almost hit this guy's waist without the other person noticing.
"You don't know how many people have been talking about UC technology in the past two years. This little thing is really innovative."
Steve Horn took out his customized UC mobile phone, "Especially this Twitter, I really like it."
He opened his own space and there was a selfie of him on it. This guy looked quite narcissistic.
The space is filled with selfies of him wearing various military equipment and fitness selfies.
"Oh, this is cool." Xu Chuan pointed to one of the photos with a skull frog tattoo on his arm. He had also seen it on Fiennes.
Steve Horn laughed twice without saying anything, his expression was quite deep.
"Hey, Steve."
Another person came over to say hello, he seemed to be an acquaintance of Steve Horn.
"Alexander, long time no see." Steve Horn hugged the other person, and it was obvious that the two people had a good relationship.
"Bell, let me introduce to you. This is Alexander Danin, the CEO of Browning Company. He has always had a good relationship with the Pentagon."
This man was so familiar that he didn't care whether Xu Chuan wanted to get to know him or not.
Xu Chuan smiled and shook hands with Mr. Daning, but did not speak to him. It seemed that this man was not here to get to know him and had been talking to Steve.
Sheila was also socializing with some people at the scene, just like the old man named Victor Ziegler.
She keenly felt the banker's unabashed interest in her, which made her a little uncomfortable.
But the other party didn't do anything too outrageous, he just invited her to the room for a drink.
The other party seems to have misunderstood that she is not here to be the atmosphere team. Sheila can't fall out with the other party because of this.
This is the most innocent Vanity Fair. These well-dressed, successful people and those supermodels walked into the lounge. Are they all going to have a drink?
Her eyes found the only man present who could give her a sense of security. The guy was leaning on the dining table, holding a plate and chatting with others. He was almost sitting on the table, but based on her understanding, that guy
The guy should be getting impatient by now.
Ha, Sheila smiled, then turned her head and said politely to the other party, "Sorry, Mr. Ziegler, I have company."
The old man glanced in Xu Chuan's direction, his expression just a little pity, nodded to her and turned to leave.
He exhaled and walked straight back to Xu Chuan.
"Didn't you go to touch up your makeup? I thought you fell into it." Xu Chuan joked with her, but Steve had already taken his friend to other places to talk.
Xue La looked at Xu Chuan seriously, reached out and hugged the other person's arm and said softly, "My dear, I want to go back."
"What's wrong?" Xu Chuan immediately put the plate aside and reached out to touch the other person's forehead.
Well, the body temperature is normal, so it's probably not the menstrual period. He remembers all the menstrual periods of these women.
"That's not it. I just want to leave."
Xu Chuan didn't know why. If it were other times, he would have agreed to the other party, but today was a little special.
"Stay with me for a while, and something interesting may happen soon."
Xu Chuan said as he stretched out his hand to stop a waiter wearing waiter's clothes. This man looked quite young 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 glass on it and walked away.
Sheila looked at him doubtfully, "Dear, are you not..."
Xu Chuan lowered his head and kissed her on the lips to stop her from talking. The waiter just turned to look at the two of them, and then focused on the corner.
"Shh~, don't leave my side." Xu Chuan made a gesture of silence, then licked his lips, "What brand of lipstick is it? It tastes pretty good."
"Hey, do you like it?" Sheila was not embarrassed at all, but generously told him about an unfamiliar brand.
"Well, it's pretty good." Xu Chuan wrote down the brand and planned to recommend it to several other women.
He glanced at the old waiter. He looked very familiar, but he didn't know if his name was John McClain.
The uncle was very careful and walked around the banquet with a plate, but Xu Chuan could tell that his target was probably Steve Horn and his friends.
I just don’t know which one the target is, or whether it’s both.
Well, being targeted by this guy, whether it's McClain or someone else, probably won't end well. This is really interesting.
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"Steve, you must help me this time." Alexander Danin was talking to Steve Horn with a serious face.
"Hey, man, is there anything else you can't handle?" Steve Horn said with a smile.
The man in front of him was no ordinary entrepreneur. This guy started out as a gangster and did everything.
His Browning Company has the support of the military, and its main business is arms smuggling. Its business area is South America. The business is so big that it even funded the current vice president.
"Yes, there is indeed some trouble." Alexander Danin knew that the other party could not help him for free, so he immediately set out his own conditions.
"I know that your Newbelm Pharmaceuticals is recommending a project to the military. I can help you contact the Secretary of Defense."
Steve Horn's expression became serious. He wanted to recommend a project he invested to the military, but he didn't have a good relationship. He came here today to see if he could find a suitable way.
"I need manpower to help me get rid of a few people. My people are being targeted by the FBI. I know there are people in your Talos Security Company who can do this."
Steve Horn hesitated, wondering whether it would be too risky to get involved.
"If you are interested, I can take you to see the Vice President first." Alexander Danin added another bargaining chip.
They all know that the relationship between the Vice President and the new Secretary of Defense is very good, and Steve Horn really can't refuse.
A large amount of money has been invested in his project and some results have been achieved. He believes that the military will be interested in it.
If successful, there will be dozens or even tens of billions of orders.
For these reasons, it doesn't matter how many people are dealt with.
The two men shook hands and reached an agreement.
Alexander Danin breathed a sigh of relief. He was almost annoyed to death by Vice President Robert Stanton these days.
He was the one who helped deal with that bad thing back then, and now he actually has to help him deal with those CIA agents who wiped out the whole thing.
The FBI has been investigating his company recently, leaving him unable to use his own manpower.
Steve Horn has his own security company, which has helped him deal with some shady things over the years. Borrowing his manpower can also keep him out of trouble. Alexander Danin feels that this deal is worth it.
Just as he was about to turn around to have some fun, there was a cry of surprise from behind him, and then he seemed to bump into someone.
"Oh, sorry, sorry." A woman wearing cheap clothes kept apologizing.
Daning knew that this must be the atmosphere set prepared for the banquet. He looked up and down, and found that although it was not very beautiful and the figure was not as good as those of the models.
However, his eyes are clear, which cannot be compared with those atmosphere groups that have almost been played to death.
"Hello madam, my name is Alexander."
"Hello, my name is Sarah."
"Can I buy you a drink?" Danin pointed to the lounge inside.
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Tsk tsk, have you taken the bait now? Xu Chuan took Xue La and hid aside to watch the show, which was a great pleasure.
When he saw that woman, he thought of the plot of Red Rangers, Retired, Extremely, and Dangerous.
What does Alexander Daning do there? Xu Chuan really can't remember.
But he was very sure that there was absolutely no current plot there.
Therefore, the plot should go crazy again.
Frank Morgan, that seems to be the name. Xu Chuan was eating on the plate, and then looked around for other REDs.
He is definitely not alone, there are definitely other helpers.
"What are you looking at?" Sheila couldn't help but ask. This guy must have his own reasons for doing this.
Xu Chuan blinked and looked at the other party, "Do you think that if this place explodes again, will my reputation as a bad god be fulfilled?"
"WTF?" Sheila almost shouted. She didn't know whether others would believe it or not, but she believed it anyway.
This is not the first time this has happened. Facts have proved that every time this guy says this, something will happen.
"Then let's go first." Sheila lowered her voice and said.
In Shera's opinion, as long as he leaves before something happens, he can get rid of this inexplicable title. Previously, the media was really counting the probability of something happening around him.
She didn't want her man to have such a reputation. Those bastards who only cared about ratings and popularity had no idea how many people he had saved.
Xu Chuan thought for a while, if those lawless old guys really put some explosives here, wouldn't he be in trouble?
"Okay, let's go out first and watch the show over there in the car."