Monster Factory

Chapter 597: 595: Free Advertising in the United States

(Sorry for the delay today, this chapter is a little late.

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After the conference, the domestic media chose to return home. After all, Big Beast Heavy Industries has gained high visibility in Huaxia, and the public is familiar with it. For the time being, no fresh news department has been dug.

Some American journalists wanted to stay for the interview, and between their good performance, the Beast Heavy Industries responded to their request.

As soon as they want to know about phantom phones, Giant Heavy Industries will be more than happy to do so.

However, those journalists in the country who are obviously looking for work cannot fail to say so.

The frontal apex reporter, Webbo, is a senior expatriate journalist who observes information.

Journalists work like this, only interviews catch the news, very painfully, very tired, can't make much money. If you naturally want to improve your life, you can learn industry experience and collect money for selective newscasting.

Journalist Webbo and several other colleagues took money from a company and deliberately took the rhythm to the crooked belt at the Beast Heavy Industries Press, which was the most normal thing for journalist Webbo to see.

It's like a doctor paying a red envelope and a teacher paying tuition.

To make money, reporter Webbo thinks industry ethics is bullshit.

“Beep beep ~”

The photographer who accompanied him was driving a Hiromoto business. Just getting out of the underground parking lot, they got stuck in a dark car. No one cares how the camera honks.

With a slightly arrogant look, reporter Webbo glanced at more than a hundred thousand domestic cars in front of him.

This time he met the Golden Lord, all he had to do was move his mouth and earn $200,000. When you get back, you can pay for a Mercedes-Benz C-Class car in installments.

The cameraman pressed the horn again and was ready to drop the window for shouting.

The front passenger door was opened and a young man in a monster heavy duty uniform walked down with a smile on his face.

Correspondent Webb thought the guy was familiar and seemed to be a security guard who had just kept order at the press conference. How else did he carry a metal box?

“Oh, it's a gift.” The cameraman laughed suddenly: “Every time the press conference is over, the organizers don't mean anything, they don't give us a cell phone. ”

“Makes sense.” Correspondent Webbo nodded, although he hacked a wave of Beast Heavy Industries at the venue. But what if people have a lot of energy and don't care?

They were about to get out of the car, and the security guard, who had changed his work clothes, suddenly flung the metal box at them and then slipped into the car and drove away.

At this moment, both the cameraman and journalist Webbo felt a slight current sweep across the body, numbing the scalp and pores, but the feeling disappeared instantly.

“Are you nuts?” The camera mumbled and the throttle was ready to jump out, but the car somehow went out of flame and the inner control monitor of the car went black. The engine whimpered for half a day after lighting up again, just couldn't fire.

This is a hell of a day, the car was just fine. Keep going, the car won't catch fire. The photographer was puzzled to pull out the phone and prepare to call Store 4S for information.

“Damn, how come my phone is black screen too, Webb? Take the phone and call. ”

“Damn ~ No way, my two phones are black screen.” Journalist Webbo was a little panicked. The phone was the guy who ate his meal. Why is there a pasty smell on the phone right now, like the one emitted when the electronics were short-circuited?

Is it...

Reporter Webbo suddenly remembered the security guard, the mysterious smile before he left, and the metal suitcase in his hand.

“Quick, take a look at the other electronics.” Correspondent Webbo, hurry up and pick up his Canon EOS-1D full-frame SLR camera, which has come out of the gap in the fuselage.

The cameraman's equipment didn't escape the claws, any recorders, cameras, data drives, etc., all killed.

The two of you look at me in horror, and I look at you, what kind of high-tech, can you just short-circuit all their electronics for a second?

The same thing happened to several other reporters with rhythms.

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Around 12 noon local time in the United States, a number of media outlets reported on television and the Internet on the Heavy Industries of the Beast, a rescue press conference on the Sapphire.

At this moment, a large number of people in the United States were sitting in front of television or mobile computers.

They were anxious to learn more about the news about Beast Heavy Industries, an understanding that led them to discover that Beast Heavy Industries was still making cell phones.

The company, far from Huaxia, had actually demonstrated industrial sewage treatment technology that surprised them before the Sapphire. And now, on the Sapphire, we're showing a tough industrial mechanical technology.

And that's why, when American journalists report that Big Beast Heavy Industries also manufactures their phones, it gives them more curiosity than Apple's next generation.

But how come all their company's products are embargoed by the United States?

The more so, the more curious people are about this phone. They searched the internet for the phantom phone, and found that the phantom phone had long been popular with Google.

[I am a salesperson and I have a phantom phone.

This 6: 00 a.m. post is even more popular. After a few hours of fermentation, the click-through rate of this post has exceeded a million thresholds, with as many as tens of thousands of comments.

I am a sales associate of Texas Instruments, don't ask me what my specific business is, you don't understand either. Our company is a global supplier of digital signal processing and simulation technology, and I am primarily responsible for Huaxia's market business.

Business has become more and more difficult over the years, of course not to mention this.

Last month, I've remembered how many trips it's been to China.

But this time, when I was flying over to China, I met a fellow traveler on a phantom phone.

Well, my eyes were glaring all the way down the road, and my expression was no different than that of a farmer who had never seen the world. In a popular word from Huaxia, I'm a country bun.

You guys, I'm sure you can't imagine how cool the screen on this phantom phone is. Especially when he lent me the VR device for a few minutes with compassion.

Have you ever seen a Hollywood City MAX movie?

Have you seen the New York Universal Masterpiece?

Have you ever experienced Paris' Le Grand Rex Cinema?

If so, multiply your sense of vision by ten, and that's how I feel when I look at the VR glasses that come with my phantom phone.

Well, a plane, I went to buy a phantom phone.

I had intended to hide this secret, after all, that phantom crystal phones were banned in the United States. I just had to sneak in on my own, and I didn't expect Heavy Industries the day before yesterday to save hundreds of our crew on the Sapphire in a fearless heroic spirit at sea.

Now, I'm going to make a wave of cell phone ads for him, and I'm going to ask you to stare at him.

Take a closer look at this top fantasy phone that can dump Apple Fifty Streets.