Hilton Hotel, private lounge---

Jack Walton had been waiting in the VIP room for almost ten minutes, and no one had arrived.

This kind of high-end VIP room is usually equipped with CCTV or something, and when he is bored, Jack turns on the TV and watches it with a remote control.

The most popular TV show in the United States, in addition to talk shows, is professional football, and at the moment, the TV is replaying this year's spring game, with the elite teams of 50 states coming together to dominate the stadium.

Jack moved the stage here and didn't move, holding the remote control in his hand, staring at the big screen tightly, because of family changes, he went to watch the game almost every year, but this year he missed the spring showdown alone.

In fact, Jack Walton was a member of the football team when he was in college, and at one point played for the Texas Cubs until he graduated.

Originally, Jack's dream was to grow up to be a good rugby player, but unfortunately, it backfired, who made him have a different identity and a different family background, so he had to take a different path.

Just as Jack was silently watching the rugby game on TV and sighed in his heart, the door of the VIP room was opened, and after Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong pushed the door open, they stood left and right, and Song Zhichao came in from outside.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jack, to keep you waiting. Song Zhichao smiled and took off his coat and threw it to Jin Jiu.

Jin Jiu skillfully helped him hang his clothes on the hanger.

Here, Niu Xiong stepped forward to help pull out the chair, and Song Zhichao sat down.

Jack thought that when he sat down, the two of them would talk in detail, and his stomach was full of questions, and he was about to seek answers.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhichao suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and said in his mouth: "Serve!"

Then I saw a group of waiters holding plates and pushing the food cart, and the food cart was filled with wine, snacks, etc.

The aroma is tangy, the color and fragrance are complete.

Truffles, foie gras, caviar --- the finest steaks in France.

and other delicacies.

Even with his eyes closed, Jack can recognise the cuisine of the absolute Hilton's superlative five-star French chef.

"I'm sorry, it's almost noon--- let's eat first. Song Zhichao explained to Jack with a smile.

Song Zhichao didn't say that it was okay, as soon as he said Jack, he felt that he was a little hungry, not to mention that so many delicacies in front of him were enough to make him appetite.

"Don't be embarrassed, let's go!" Song Zhichao made a gesture, took the lead in picking up the knife and fork, and enjoyed it.

When Jack saw this, he was not polite--- he was really hungry, and he also took his knife and fork and cut it at the tender steak.

......

Half an hour later---

Song Zhichao took a sip of red wine produced in the Bordeaux region of France, put down the wine glass very elegantly, and then removed the napkin and wiped his lips.

On the other side, Jack also enjoyed it, and very gentlemanly put the knife and fork on the plate, indicating that he had finished eating, and then took a sip of red wine.

Next to her, a blonde and blue-eyed beauty waitress held a full amount of red wine that was more expensive than her three-month salary, and continued to pour drinks for Song Zhichao and Jack.

Holding the wine glass, seeing the red wine slowly flowing down the wall of the red wine glass, Song Zhichao nodded at the beauty, expressed his gratitude, and then said, "Leave the wine behind, and remove all the rest!"

The beautiful waitress nodded, and then worked with the others to remove the steak, bread, soup, etc.

Soon, the VIP room was restored to its original state, and the tables were clean, except for red wine and red wine glasses.

Song Zhichao motioned for Jin Jiu to tip the waiters and sent them away, and then Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong also went out and closed the door.

At this moment, there were only two people left in the whole room, Song Zhichao and Jack.

"Okay, dear friend, I know you have a lot of questions for me, so let's get started!" Song Zhichao sat up straight, holding his hands in the shape of a pagoda, giving people a sense of certainty and confidence.

Jack had to admit that the Chinese in front of him was really attractive, at least in his position, he couldn't be so calm.

"So, first question, dear Mr. Song, how did you know my name?" asked Jack, staring at Song Zhichao with burning eyes.

Song Zhichao smiled, "It's very simple, it's difficult to find a person named Jack in the huge United States, but it's easy to find a person named Jack Walton, after all, the Walton family is famous in the United States, and your family's Walmart supermarkets are all ......over the world."

Jack smiled wryly: "All along, I wanted to break off my relationship with Walton, but I didn't expect to end up with it." ”

"This world is inherently people, families, families, and then organized into towns, and then from towns into states and cities, and into countries--- people are very small, so small that you can't escape from the original system. ”

"Hehe, dear Song, you seem to know me very well. Jack scoffed, "You also deliberately threw that invitation to Gypsy Girl Martha and asked her to hand it over to me, right?"

Song Zhichao didn't deny it, held up the wine glass, took a sip of red wine, and said with a curl of the corners of his mouth: "I think it will be more meaningful to use a story-based way to get acquainted, at least you will think of me after many years, and I will also think of you." ”

"Hehehe!" Jack laughed, took a sip of the wine glass, and with a bang, the wine glass was placed on the table, the wine spilled, and his eyes stared at Song Zhichao: "So, how much do you know about my story?"

Song Zhichao smiled, shook his wrist, and shook his red wine glass, "If you want to hear it, I'll tell you about it--- Jack Walton, a native of Texas, USA, the eldest son and grandson of the Sam Walton family......

Song Zhichao told the story of Jack's origin.

It turned out that since coming to the United States, Song Zhichao's plan is to take the sales route of department stores and supermarkets, directly abandon the agents who make the difference in the middle, and let VCD really face consumers on the shelves.

To this end, Song Zhichao did not hesitate to use the golden finger, by giving away the song, won the trust of the pop king Mike Jackson, and finally signed a "secret contract" with him secretly, the video produced by the king Mike's "Dangerous Journey" concert will be released in the style of a global VCD disc, equipped with a freshly baked VCD projector, and sold in North America on a carpet.

According to Song Zhichao's calculations, according to today's popularity of Wang Mike, as long as the VCD is on the shelves, it will be able to sell at least 2 million units (according to ---the worst calculation).

One is calculated at 1000 US dollars, 2 million units is 2 billion US dollars, (equivalent to tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars), if you take the agent marketing model, deduct the money earned by the agent, and finally go to Song Zhichao's hands at most only five or six billion US dollars, and the largest profits are swallowed up by the agents and their channels.

Song Zhichao was reluctant to do this. So he chose a very direct method, that is, to bypass the agent and directly find a channel to sell.

In the end, Song Zhichao targeted Wal-Mart, the largest department store chain in the United States---.