Meanwhile.

Beijing, R&F Huating Community, No. 5 subway entrance.

Chang Wen dragged his slightly tired body, standing on the escalator, holding the escalator in one hand and his mobile phone in the other, and the mobile phone screen was the news that inexplicably rushed to the hot search, about Wang Yang starting a live broadcast after half a year.

To be honest, he was quite surprised by this news, after all, since Wang Yang said that he wanted to start buying fighter jets, nearly half a year has passed since this matter, if it weren't for Wang Yang's Weibo hype several times during the period, I believe that people would have forgotten Wang Yang a long time ago.

And this matter will turn the page, at most, when he broadcasts live again in the future, some people will criticize him for this matter.

He really couldn't understand why Wang Yang did this, so insisting, and announced in a high-profile manner that he would sell F22 fighters in the live broadcast tomorrow night, he really didn't understand Wang Yang's logic.

A thing that can obviously be turned into a big thing and a small thing, and in the end there is nothing to do, but Wang Yang is known to everyone.

I'm afraid that when the live broadcast is broadcast tomorrow night, after everyone pours into the live broadcast room, when they see that there is no F22 fighter, or even if there is, it is found to be a fake F22 fighter, it will really overturn.

At that time, even if Wang Yang has the ability to reach the sky, he will not want to mix in the live broadcast industry in the future.

I really don't understand.

This Wang Yang is really interesting.

Forget it, if you get off work early tomorrow, go to his live broadcast room to take a look.

Thinking of this, Chang Wen walked down the escalator and walked towards the community.

……

The next day, the company.

Wang Yang was wearing a straight suit, and the whole person looked tight and neat, and he was even more handsome.

"Brother Yang, are you going to broadcast live tonight?" As soon as Jiang Liangliang saw Wang Yang coming, he immediately stepped forward and asked with some surprise.

She saw the message last night, but she sent a message to Brother Yang at that time, and Brother Yang never replied to her.

"Well, it's going live tonight, and I'm here today for this matter." Wang Yang nodded, and then, he said: "Let the people from the company work overtime tonight, bring me all the equipment, follow me to the warehouse, and prepare for the live broadcast." ”

Jiang Liangliang was stunned: "Do you want to go to the warehouse to do a live broadcast?" ”

"Nonsense, you're still going to let me drive the fighter to the company?" Wang Yang rolled his eyes.

Jiang Liangliang smiled embarrassedly: "It's too, if you really want to drive over, there's nowhere to stop......"

"Brother Yang, I'll notify you immediately, and strive to gather all the people in the shortest possible time!"

Jiang Liangliang ran away as soon as he slipped away.

For nearly half a year, the company has no live broadcast tasks, so that those employees who should basically go out to pick up private jobs and those who should change jobs have already left the company.

And now if you want to gather them again, it's either impossible, or it will take time.

After all, Wang Yang had never treated all of them badly before, and whether it was the salary they were given or the treatment, it was incomparable to other companies.

Therefore, as long as Wang Yang sends a message to ask them to come back for live broadcast, most of those people will come back.

Wang Yang was not in a hurry, sitting on the boss's chair and closing his eyes to recuperate.

The live broadcast is at 8 o'clock in the evening, but to be precise, you have to start preparing now, whether it is lighting, field layout, and various field controls, etc., you need to prepare in advance.

The most important thing is that Wang Yang is thinking about the situation that may arise in the process of live broadcasting.

Those black fans are as ghostly as ghosts, and he sees the comments on Weibo, and he never refutes a word, he just wants to slap those black fans in the face in public during tonight's live broadcast.

Let those black fans honestly shut up, and also let real buyers really buy these two F22 fighters.

After all, the interest on the loan is quite high, and the sooner you repay the loan, the sooner you can make Xiaoliang feel at ease, otherwise she may not be able to sleep well.

"Brother Yang, most of the people are fine, the company is ready, we can go." Jiang Liangliang pushed open the door of the office and said with a smile on his face.

Wang Yang opened his eyes at this time, sorted out the straight suit on his body, and said, "Then let's go, go build momentum in advance." ”

……

That night, 7:30 p.m.

In the warehouse, photographers, gaffers, dimmers, field controllers, and even the staff who delivered the lunch box looked at the two F22 fighters parked in the warehouse, all dumbfounded.

They do know that Brother Yang is broadcasting live tonight, and he is playing a gimmick of selling F22 fighter jets.

But they thought it was just a gimmick, to fool the audience, at most a holographic projection, or some special effects or something, and it would be enough to fool those black fans.

But what they never expected was that Brother Yang came to the real thing, he really got two models of F22 fighters, and it was still such a huge model!

It's incredible.

And to convince them that these two F22 fighters are not models, but real, fighters that can go to the sky, they can't even believe it if they die.

How can it be.

Can a real F22 fighter be placed here?

If these two F22s were real, Guoan would rush in the next second and directly stop their live broadcast.

These two F22 fighters look at least exhibition-level models, and they are definitely not cheap!

No wonder there were rumors before that Brother Yang took Mr. Liang to take out a loan, and the co-authored money was spent like this.

"Awesome, Brother Yang is really awesome!"

Wang Yang rolled his eyes: "Don't be awesome, hurry up and work, the live broadcast is about to start, remember, according to what I said before, no one is allowed to make a sound, no one is allowed to go up to touch the fighter jet, let alone appear in the camera!" ”

"Don't worry, Brother Yang."

"Absolutely not bothering you, Brother Yang."

……

Screen from the live broadcast room.

There are still 20 minutes before the start of the live broadcast, but at this time, no less than 900,000 people have gathered in the live broadcast room, and it is still growing.

[Why is there so much time, can't Brother Yang start the live broadcast in advance? ] I can't wait! 】

[Yo Yo Yo, do you just want to see your brother Yang make a fool of yourself? After a while, the live broadcast will start, and you will be able to see how your brother Yang fooled you. 】

[Hahaha, that's it, what else is the live broadcast selling fighter jets, it's just, if he can really get fighter jets, I'll eat the computer screen, live broadcast and eat! ] I said it. 】

[Write it down, write it down! Don't let this kid run. 】

[Good guys, a live broadcast for half a year, it can be regarded as waiting, if you can't see the F22 fighter when the live broadcast starts for a while, it will really blow up. 】

[Yes, after all, Brother Yang said before that he had already got the F22 fighter, if he didn't come up with the F22 in this live broadcast, he wouldn't be able to say it. 】

[Wait, today's live broadcast won't be Brother Yang's last live broadcast, right? ] Damn, maybe it's really possible, he can't knock down the price of the F22 anyway, it's a big deal, sell it badly, and finally take the goods to make a profit, and then run away? 】