Chapter Twenty-Six: Already Losing

After leaving the airport and getting into a jeep, Wu Mo came to the takeaway headquarters building.

This time the big boss did not receive him,

After all, it's just a fledgling kid who has two videos on Douyin, and he still has some self-knowledge.

"Hello, my name is Lin Yongjie, the sales executive of Meituan headquarters."

I shook hands with the sales supervisor and officially met it.

Wu Mo also nodded at him.

The next step is the advertising plan, and there are not many polite procedures.

People who have reached this level are basically time-saving, and Wu Mo is also happy to deal with this kind of person.

"We've watched your videos and compared them to the most professional parkour athletes, and you're not inferior to them at all."

"The tone of this time is mainly to promote Meituan's coverage and comprehensiveness."

"And exaggerate a little ......"

"I originally wanted to book a ticket to go abroad to shoot around the world, but after investigating your background, I found that you have no assets in your name at all, and the bank flow is almost zero."

"In this way, except for some third world countries, visas from developed countries are basically not available."

“……”

Wu Mo doesn't understand this business, he only treats himself as a tool, and he just does what others tell him to do.

After listening to the project director's plan for more than three hours, he understood......

Under the lens,

On the blue sea level that can't see the sky,

A chronically malnourished man in green and blue clothes was on the verge of starvation.

He is holding a smartphone in his hand, which is fixed on the picture of Meituan Takeaway.

He muttered, "Water...... Water...... Food...... Food ......"

At the moment when his hand trembled and pressed down, a young man in bright yellow clothes stepped into the sea!

"Hello, your emergency package has been delivered for you!"

Wu Mo smirked and said the lines that he had memorized a long time ago.

Then the picture turns, and the hungry man picks up the food and gobbles it up and gives it a thumbs up:

"Meituan Takeaway, save every minute for you!"

……

The picture turns again, under the camera.

In the Heavenly Palace, the Jade Emperor was furious because Sun Wukong stole the food of the Pan Tao Conference.

His hands thumped, and the immortals knelt down and didn't dare to speak.

I saw the Queen Mother take out the white jade beauty camera, open the Meituan app, and then connect her fingers and place several orders.

After a while, Wu Mo had already arrived by helicopter, carrying a box full of delicacies from all over the world behind him, and the immortals were drooling with greed......

……

The picture turned again, and the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother hugged Wu Mo at the same time and gave a thumbs up and said, "Meituan, your distribution expert in the heavens and all worlds......

……

In three days, a total of more than a dozen sets of advertisements were filmed.

Some are local, some are radio, and some are online.

In today's technology, big data allows users to have almost nothing to hide.

Wu Mo recited all kinds of shameful lines and actions that exploded the table for the second time.

Late at night, Wu Mo walked alone in the old courtyard area, and it was the first time he came to Kyoto.

At the end of the work, he also wants to go around,

The ticket back to the city was booked in advance the day after tomorrow, and there were no friends here, and Wu Mo was also happy to be idle.

The night was dark.

Wu Mo was walking in an alley, and the street lamps at both ends suddenly made a clanging sound, and then flickered a few times and went out.

Stretch out your hand, but you can't see your fingers.

However, this did not affect his walking and scenic views.

As a ninja, night walking is the most basic ability, and in this modern society, he also believes that no one can get close to him silently.

This is a row of old small buildings, about two or three floors.

Maybe it's late at night, it's silent.

A light breeze blew, and the bamboo poles supporting the windows fell silently.

The bamboo pole is about half a meter long, and it looks very old, and it has been used to shine, and it is almost pulp.

Ebony black, jet black.

He fell silently, eerily without a sound.

At this time, Wu Mo passed by under the window,

He didn't sense that the bamboo pole was about to smash on the top of his head, even if it was a fallen leaf.

But for some reason, Wu Mo didn't even notice the half-meter-long bamboo pole.

Coincidentally, bang,

The bamboo pole smashed into Wu Mo's head, and then fell to the ground with a clatter.

If it weren't for the sound on the ground, he wouldn't have felt it hit him.

"Strange ......"

It's really a magical thing, Wu Mo would be curious about a bamboo pole.

He bent down to pick it up and played with it slowly in his hand.

"Tick ......"

"Tick ......"

Tick ......"

"What sound?"

"It's like the faucet isn't tightened, but there's no water pipe nearby." Wu Mo was puzzled.

Concentrate and listen.

The sound of dripping water is behind you!

Wu Mo turned his head suddenly, and there was nothing behind him!

It was eerily quiet, no dogs barking, no roaring cars, no nocturnal animals listening to the sound of shooing.

The silence around is terrible!

"Tick ......"

"Tick ......"

"Tick ......"

The voice appeared again, still behind him!

Wu Mo turned around again, and there was nothing.

A faint smell of blood slowly seeped through the air.

He was used to fighting on the battlefield, and he smelled it the first time!

Look down, there is a puddle of stains under your feet.

Stretched out a finger and touched it, sticky.

Put it on the tip of the nose and smell it, it's blood, bloodstains!

His collar was a little sticky, and he touched it, and then his complexion changed greatly!

"My head!"

"My head is dripping blood!"

Wu Mo covered the wound the thickness of his thumb on the top of his head in disbelief, and blood was flowing out.

It was a ticking sound that flowed from the top of my head to the ground!

"Could it be that a fluttering bamboo pole can smash my head?"

"Actually smashed my head after owning the tailed beast chakra?"

Wu Mo couldn't believe his thoughts at all, but the truth happened so wonderfully.

Keep your eyes closed and your hands stamped!

Healing, activate!

When I used to mix with the three ninjas, I learned almost all of their ninjutsu.

He learned more than Sakura about all of Tsunade's medical ninjutsu.

If it weren't for the fatal injuries, there were few wounds he couldn't heal.

Fiery red, bursting chakras poured out of Wu Mo's body.

This is borrowed from the four-tailed extremely high-heat lava chakra!

The pure chakra flowed precisely to the wound on the top of the head, but it was like a cow in a sea of mud, and there was no response.

After going on like this for three or four minutes, Wu Mo finally gave up the treatment.

The chakra had consumed most of it, but the wound did not react at all.

What the hell......

Reluctantly took out his mobile phone, Wu Mo dialed 120:

"Hello, my head was smashed, this will be in XXX Old Street, please send me to the hospital......"

Playing with the bamboo pole in his hand, Wu Mo found a corner and sat down, quietly waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

A sense of foreboding rose in his heart, but it was indescribable.

If this injury can't be cured by scientific and technological means, what is the situation?

If this was a battle, Wu Mo would have already lost, but he wouldn't even find an opponent......