Chapter 114: A Dollar, a Dollar

By the time the bidding came to an end, all the advertising space had already been auctioned off at a high price. In the last count, 13.41 million US dollars was recorded, which made Rustler's face shine.

Link also smiled, and while watching the advertisers who were leaving, he leaned in front of Rust and secretly extended a thumbs up.

"Sure enough, this knife went down, and it was so much in the account! That's nearly 14 million! โ€

Link was already laughing as he spoke.

Lu Site moistened his throat, and his face was also full of pride: "My little boss, those advertisers are all financiers, don't slaughter them." And they were all voluntary, I didn't force them. โ€

Seeing Rust's smug look, Link smiled even more happily.

The just-concluded advertising bidding meeting instantly recorded more than 10 million yuan. Because in the first episode, there were already advertisers' pre-booked ad slots that landed on "The Walking Dead".

Otherwise, those advertisers wouldn't be so competitive.

People who have landed on "The Walking Dead" in their own ads naturally don't want to be squeezed down. And those who rushed to see the fire of The Walking Dead also wanted to compete for advertising spots. Bidding also soared, and finally the advertising revenue of the first episode was fixed at $13.41 million.

Rust laughed for a while, but suddenly said: "Little boss, I'm afraid that with the 36.89 million ratings of "The Walking Dead", there won't be many viewers to tap in the future." No matter how popular it is, it is estimated that it has reached its peak. โ€

Link nodded absently. Not only "The Walking Dead", I'm afraid the ratings of "Band of Brothers" haven't increased much.

Because the attention of these two popular American dramas has reached the highest point. The premiere is being launched in this environment, and of course there will be quite amazing premiere viewership data. However, further along, there is not much room for growth.

"It's fine." Link's mood was not affected in any way, and said with a smile: "Nearly 40 million viewers, and it's still the premiere data." Compared with the American dramas of several other big TV stations, we are already several times better than theirs. I should be happy. As for later? Whatever. โ€

Ruther is also a knowledgeable person, with nearly 40 million premiere ratings, which is simply the highest ever.

Although "The Walking Dead" only ranked second, the 18-49 rating ratio was several percentage points higher than that of "Band of Brothers".

Presumably, even if the ratings of "Band of Brothers" are higher than "The Walking Dead", the advertising price may not be much more.

Maybe it's because he's in such a good mood, and Rust rarely looks at the joke.

"The ratings of "The Walking Dead" are so amazing, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the little boss to break through this height in the future, right? Anyway, you are already the latest dark horse director in the United States, and the TV set can no longer accommodate you, so it is better to harm the film market. โ€

Hearing Rust's teasing, Link also smiled mysteriously: "That's a good idea, I'll consider it." โ€

The two of them talked to each other as they walked towards the office.

At this moment, the choreographer John hurriedly ran over, as if he had seen something very interesting.

"Little boss, Director Rust." John ran over grinning.

"Yo, why is John so happy? Could it be that the peach blossom luck has gone? Link was in a great mood and was already making fun of him.

"Even if you go lucky, it's not as happy as this thing." John's already smiling eyes were almost out of sight.

"Tell me what's going on, I've piqued my curiosity." Link couldn't help but kick him, laughing and scolding.

John didn't care, pointed outside, and replied, "Swam is here, hehe......." โ€

Rust was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, and tears of laughter flowed out of his eyes. While laughing, he also said, "Little boss, how are we going to take that. Forgot to raise a child? โ€

Hearing the name 'Swing', the corners of Link's mouth were already hooked: "John, Mr. Swing is here, why don't you go and entertain him?" โ€

John was stunned. Who doesn't know about the little boss's pact with 'Swham' now, and now he asked me to entertain that scumbag? It can't be true, right?

Just when John was stunned, Link's voice immediately came from his ears: "Well, you must be well entertained, and don't forget to prepare the live broadcast equipment." โ€

John suddenly sweated in his heart, and said in his heart that this little boss was really ruthless, with his xรฌng character, how could he let Swom go?

Seeing John running away in a hurry, Rust also smiled and said, "Little boss, you are much more ruthless than me." Just slaughter the wallets of those advertisers. You're going to be slaughtered. โ€

"Is there one?" While sorting out his clothes and dressing himself up to appear in front of the live camera, Link said, "I'm very kind, it's just that someone voluntarily wants to be slaughtered by me, what can I do?" Besides, I'm already very generous, and if I lose, I'll pay a million, and if I win, I'll only be charged a dollar. In the whole of America, is there no kinder person than me? โ€

Rust didn't know what to say anymore, so he could only silently despise Link with a forty-five-degree angle.

Outside the gate of CAA TV, a large number of reporters were already gathered at this time. 'Long guns and short guns', live broadcast vehicles and other equipment are readily available. Those who don't know think it's a superstar who has appeared.

In addition to a large number of reporters, there were also a large number of onlookers. People who know the inside story laugh out loud from time to time. People who don't know what is going on are also asking what happened.

"Hi man. What are you all laughing at? Is it another protest against CAA TV today? What a battle! โ€

A passerby asked suspiciously, at the people gathered around.

"What? Protest? A young black man looked at each other incredulously with a long mouth, and then looked at each other with a few of his companions and burst out laughing.

A person next to him laughed breathlessly: "Man, please let the protest die, okay?" Who else would dare to protest in front of CAA TV now? Fans of The Walking Dead will hunt him down to Mars. โ€

The pedestrian was even more puzzled, and said blankly: "Since it's not a protest, how can there be so many people?" And there are so many reporters that even the patrol jวng has come to maintain order. I can't think of any other reason than a protest. โ€

The black guy bared his big white teeth and explained to him with a grin. By the end, even the pedestrian couldn't help but laugh: "Well, this is the funniest joke I've heard this year." A dollar? I just don't know what to say. โ€

When a black sรจ sedan appeared, the onlookers began to move, and many people pointed to the car and burst into unbridled laughter.

A large number of reporters even pointed their cameras at the black car, and the flash flashed like a tracer bullet, clicking non-stop.

A female reporter held a microphone representing N Radio and Television, leaning against the cameraman with difficulty, feeling like a bulldozer squeezing him behind her.

There were too many people on the scene.

The female reporter grabbed the cameraman's tie and strangled the other party's neck purple, but she still dutifully maintained a stable footage.

The face of 'Swarm' sitting in the car was already green, and he couldn't help but shake like chaff all over his body when he saw the large number of reporters and crowds outside the car window.

And his armpits were still clasped around his assistant's neck, I don't know if he was afraid that he would run away, or if he wanted to seek a little comfort.

In addition to the reporters and the crowd at the scene, there were also millions of spectators, sitting in front of the TV, giggling and laughing.

"Behold, that. Zi definitely didn't dare to get out of the car. Jimmy pointed to the TV and turned to his friends and laughed.

"Nonsense, such a shameful thing, even if you die, you don't dare to get out of the car."

"It's really fucking convinced, this son of a bitch still has a face? Why didn't he die? โ€

Jimmy glared at his friend angrily and complained, "Death? That. If the Son dies, who will bring us such interesting things? Not only can't he die, but he has to live well. Well, at least until the live broadcast is over. โ€

"Jimmy." A friend suddenly smiled and said, "If it were you, give you a dollar, would you like to get into that car?" My friend pointed to the car on the TV and said with a smile.

"Am I crazy? Idiots won't sit in it either. A dollar? If you give me 10 million dollars, I can think about it. Jimmy kicked him in disgust, and the joke annoyed him.

"That's it." A guy wearing a baseball cap next to him also spoke: "I'm afraid the king of the idiot world won't be stupid enough to get into that car for a dollar." You see how many cameras are there and how many people are there? I. Grass can make people die of shame. โ€

"Bullshit!" Jimmy scolded: "The king of the idiot world? What should he be the guy sitting in that car now? Could it be the emperor of the idiot world? โ€

The guy in the baseball cap laughed, "Silly. The emperors of the forced realm can't compare to him, right? A dollar, it's exciting to think about. โ€

"A dollar, a dollar, a dollar."

A few guys shouted and laughed.

"Look, look, the show is coming."

Jimmy screamed, and the others hurriedly stopped, staring at the TV in front of them with a strong sense of anticipation in their eyes.

"It seems to go to the scene, it must be very popular."

"Yes, it's a pity that New York is too far away."

Jimmy laughed too, "Whatever, you can take a dollar anyway." โ€

A few friends started to make a loud noise again.

"A dollar, a dollar, a dollar." (To be continued.) )