After a while, Huo Yu recovered from her previous state of extreme anger, and when she came back to her senses, she felt a burst of fear invisibly, and Song Wenbin was very annoyed and unwilling to manipulate her emotions so easily.

She pushed Song Wenbin away and said, "Don't give me such evil ideas, besides, do these three ready-made stories have anything to do with us getting fingerprints?" ”

"Are you pretending not to understand?"

Song Wenbin was surprised: "This is a capitalist country, if you want to sell a product, you must create enough demand, I think those pharmaceutical companies are much more outrageous than the stories I made." ”

"We are not from capitalist countries!" Huo Yu's face flushed and said loudly.

"Have you ever bought Brain Platinum for your grandmother?" Song Wenbin asked.

Huo Yu was speechless, his angry teeth itched and gritted his teeth: "You are the devil, you are not a human." ”

"Hey, man's wife, let's two and a half pounds and eight taels."

Song Wenbin said unhappily: "It's all for the ultimate task, why bother each other." ”

Huo Yumeng's fist.

Song Wenbin reflexively covered his head and squatted on the ground.

Huo Yu looked at him like a leper dog and hated him, but he couldn't do anything about him, so he could only hate and say, "I really want to kill you." ”

Song Wenbin spread out his hands and looked at Sutina with a smile.

Su tina looked at Song Wenbin silently, and finally sighed, and actually smiled bitterly: "Brother Song, I have to say, I finally know why you are sweeping the street." ”

"Why?" Song Wenbin was curious.

"There's nothing college can teach you anymore."

She sighed, "Maybe it's only an empty-minded stupid person like me who needs so much knowledge." ”

With that, she turned around and left, preparing for the follow-up materials and the work of cracking the fingerprint lock.

Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw her twenty-year-old back walk out of the loneliness of the sixty-year-old. He felt that Sutina had misunderstood him, he just didn't have the ability to go to college, after all, if he could go to a good university, it would be a very pretentious thing, and what could be happier in the world than pretending.

Although Huo Yu was very angry and unconvinced, but now, they had no other way but to believe in Song Wenbin. Soon, the owner of the JSB franchise store took them to the warehouse on the outskirts of the city, Huo Yu looked at the safety supplies that were piled from floor to ceiling and were speechless for a while, so many ..... It's enough for the entire Amsterdammer to indulge for three days and three nights, and God knows if it can be sold.

In her assigned assignment, Sutina is in charge of follow-up, while she is in charge of sales, and Song Wenbin is in charge of disseminating science, which means that she has to pull down her face and go to the vicinity of the University of Amsterdam to sell safety supplies.

Watching the boxes of JSB being dragged away, Huo Yu felt that if she was to rewind on her deathbed one day, this would also be the black history she didn't want to recall.

When Huo Yu went to prepare the goods, Song Wenbin was not idle, he kept running around with Wei Ning, looking for a suitable camouflage bag.

If fingerprints are to be collected, they certainly cannot be collected at a single point. It would be too easy to reveal their purpose, but if it is collected on a large scale, and it is difficult to accurately locate it in a large number of fingerprint samples, then it is necessary to record faces.

And if you want to record the face, you must not be able to take a camera with a face tomorrow, Song Wenbin needs to be packaged. Packaging that can hide your identity and attract enough eyeballs.

Fortunately, this is Amsterdam, and the last thing that is lacking is all kinds of fancy clothes. Soon, Song Wenbin connected with a sex clothing designer in a store that sold tight leather jackets and bunny girl coats.

When Song Wenbin took out the JSB box and told him his idea, even the long-time Amsterdam resident of the well-informed old artist was amazed, and said that he had never seen this kind of idea, and he said that he was very willing to realize Song Wenbin's whimsical idea.

And the people in the program team were not idle, and the director Borley, who is good at candid filming, came to the library of the University of Amsterdam, pretending to be a passer-by to hang around, and filmed all the faces of people entering and leaving the library. And Huo Yu screened out the three professors and researchers who entered the file room that day, and those three people seemed to be frequent visitors to the file room, often going in and out of the library.

Just when Song Wenbin's team was busy with their own work, the seal company on the other side of the world was not idle, and the company's most professional Wen Yu was mobilized and began to package and polish and translate Song Wenbin's three stories. On the one hand, they translated the story, and on the other hand, they accompanied the story with pictures, pictures of women who were victims of domestic violence, and a DT certificate from the hospital.

After editing, the story was quietly shared by several female accounts on SNS, Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram.

At the beginning, the seal company also set aside a special fund for promotion and reprinting. But they clearly underestimated the burning sense of justice in the hearts of the people of Amst, and indeed of Europe as a whole.

In this era of material abundance and barrenness and confusion, countless people's energy cannot be used in the right place, and they are grinding their fists every day to wait for an event that can awaken their inner sense of justice, and once such an event happens, then it is the moment when the primordial violence is ignited.

The three stories received more than 1,000 reprints on the day they were released. When I woke up the next day, everyone in the Seal Company was taken aback, and in just one night's sleep, the number of reprints of the three stories went from 1,000 to millions. The breadth of its spread extends far beyond Amsterdam, even beyond the Netherlands and to other countries in Europe.

On the third day, the story had already fermented exponentially, with more than 10 million reprints, and received varying degrees of likes on major platforms, with the least likes starting from tens of thousands.

After the fourth day, the Seal Company simply didn't sleep.

They gathered in the lobby of the conference room and watched the most liked posts on several foreign websites on the screen, and watched the thousands of clicks and reprints on the three virtual stories beating wildly every second, their faces both excited and afraid.

The post they're seeing is just one of many. God knows how many reprints and readings of these three stories are now, and after the numbers exceed 100 million, the statistics themselves seem unusually pale and weak.

"Who wrote this..."

A senior executive of the seal marketing department asked.

"Yes.... It was written by an employee of the entertainment information department...."

An employee of the marketing department said while wiping the sweat from his head.

"Can you dig it up?" The head of the marketing department muttered.

"No... No, right.... Jiang Lu is taking them to shoot in Amsterdam...."The staff of the marketing department said worriedly.

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…….

And in that invisible cyber world, after a post became popular, there were countless people who went crazy and wrote all kinds of similar posts.

Some of these posts claim to have met Pierre, DeWitt, or Van Baren, or claim that they have been abused by their husbands in varying degrees after marriage or during their lifetime, or they describe their experiences with XQQJ.

In the process of word of mouth, the most primitive stories have produced countless variations, like mutations when a virus replicates, and these stories have automatically mutated into locally adapted versions, and some people have sworn that they have met Pierre, DeWitt, or Van Baren. In some depictions, Pierre is portrayed as the son of a capitalist, in some depictions he is portrayed as an alcoholic and violent old white man, and in others, the HIV man Van Baren is portrayed as a refugee from the Middle East.

In a very short time, the whole extranet became a huge crucible, in which the fear of women for men boiled over, as if there was no clean land in this world, as if there was no safe place in the whole of Europe, as if the whole of Amsterdam had become a hotbed of extremely dangerous crime.

......

......

Near the university in Amsterdam, three or four film crews were shrouded in boxy boxes, with only their arms and legs exposed. The box was an enlarged JSB box with ambiguous pink drawings on it.

Beside each of them, there was a small cart with piles of JSB piled up like a hill on the cart. There is also a loudspeaker under the cart, which plays repeatedly with the sound of 8848,

"Slim experience."

"Supreme enjoyment."

"A brand new version."

"Don't miss it."

One time in English, one time in Dutch.

Repeat the cycle.

Of course, these advertising slogans were also coined by the only male in the trio. It's just that Huo Yu, who is responsible for collecting fingerprints and selling T, can't understand why he has to be the one who executes it.

When he saw this dress for the first time, Huo Yu could be said to hate Song Wenbin to death, and refused to go in even if he was killed. But unable to stand up to the heavy task and the repeated persuasion of her companions, she had to put aside her dignity and agree to sell JSB in Amsterdam.

Although no one can see her face in the box, the terrible thing is that the show is still being filmed, and she can't imagine what she will be like to appear on the streets of China as a human after this terrible show is broadcast.

Fortunately, paying the price of dignity is also rewarding, because this dress is too outrageous.

Students and residents in the vicinity of the University of Amsterdam can't help but come up and take a look at the products on sale as they walk by.

Of course, once someone came over, Huo Yu would take out a small polyurethane sheet and invite the passing guests to experience the thickness of 002 with their fingers.

Some guests walked away with a smile after pressing the thickness with their fingers, and of course, some people would also buy a box with great interest. However, the polyurethane that was used as a thickness experience would be used as a material to record fingerprints, and Huo Yu carefully put it into a numbered small box under the cart.

The hidden camera under her oversized JSB jacket will take pictures of the faces of the experimenters and send them back to China, while the seal's information security team is responsible for comparing and screening the faces of the people they have taken with several members of the file room taken by the director outside the library in order to analyze the correct fingerprints.

Everything seems to be going well.

However, it was only normal for three days.

After the third day, things changed.

Under the quiet appearance of reality, the online world has long been blown up into a crazy skewer because of the three stories that spread wildly.

Fear of HIV

Fear of LC

Fear of pregnancy

Fear of men

Fear of qjxq.

…….

Countless men and women spray each other in it, countless opinion leaders call out inside, countless copies and pastes increase the layers of fear, and countless already fearful souls tirelessly repeat themselves in the network.

Driven by the fear spread of the Internet and the strong demand for hedging against fear, almost all the women in Amsterdam have gone out to buy safety products, and it is not enough for one person to buy two boxes, or even five boxes, a dozen boxes. Countless people flocked to adult stores and began to stock up on security products like crazy.

For a time, it seemed that thousands of years ago the ancient Oriental Luoyang paper was expensive again.

A set in Amsterdam is hard to find.

At the moment, the price of JSB and other security products is more like riding a rocket, and it is slowly rising. Just like the people of this land used to sell tulips in pieces. At this moment, due to the shortage of adult products, they even opened the packaging box and began to sell it.

And this undoubtedly affected Huo Yu's work, on the first day, her sales pitch could only get about 100 fingerprints, and the second and third days were also tepid, but from the fourth day, her small stall was almost crowded.

Huo Yu wanted those to feel the polyurethane flakes with their fingers first, so that she could collect fingerprints. But the Amsterdam woman, who has fallen into a deep fear of men, does not care about what is thick and thin, and it is a robbery. In just one day, Huo Yu sold thousands of boxes of JSB with a cart. Just a wave of trading made her nearly 10,000 dollars.

But this didn't make Huo Yu feel a little happy, and after the stall was snapped up by avid buyers, she threw an angry phone call at Song Wenbin.

……

While the whole of Amsterdam is obsessed with the set, Song Wenbin is aimlessly sweeping the fallen leaves on the street. The boxes of security products that can be seen everywhere on the streets of Amsterdam at the moment show that his strategy is working.

And yet just when he thought everything was working the way he envisioned it. Suddenly, the phone vibrated and he picked it up. Huo Yu's anxious and irritable voice immediately sounded in his ears.

"No! Song Wenbin! Your method won't work!! ”

Song Wenbin was surprised: "Why doesn't it work, I think it's not selling well?" ”

"It's selling so well, it's a fart!!"

Huo Yu roared angrily over there: "We're not here to sell t!" We're here to collect fingerprints!! ”

As he spoke, Huo Yu lowered his voice and said in despair: "The few people we saw at the University of Amsterdam that day were men, and now all the people who come to buy T are women, and all the fingerprints we have collected are women!" It's useless!! ”