Chapter 606： :Aman'sgame

The Redemption company website is run by Yahoo.

The name is nicer, called: "Aman\'sgame (man's game.

This website is full of common weapons and ammunition, such as the price of AK47 and landmines. If it is other large equipment, such as artillery, it says negotiable below!

Generally, the price of such weapons will fluctuate slightly, mainly depending on the market.

It's very simple, very clear, without those bells and whistles, and there is a "door", which can be sent to the order website, and can also be sent to the website of the umbrella company. Here, you can make emergency calls and ask for various kinds of support if you need it. Just give money , Excellent reputation, integrity management.

However, the staff of Yahoo found in the background that the number of page views of this website has increased rapidly recently, increasing exponentially. They didn’t need to worry about him at first, but now they need to open more servers to avoid network congestion. The staff thinks this is a problem. Abnormal, reported this to the supervisor.

The supervisor was rubbing his nails in the office, very calmly, "Sir, don't you look at your wife's sanitary napkin now?"

"Uh..." The staff was very embarrassed, what am I doing with this thing? I don't need it.

"If you look, you can see the small print on it: The Savior Company reminds you that the best way to prevent artillery fire is to bleed." The supervisor was teasing and rolled his eyes. He was also very helpless. His son's toy There was also such an advertisement printed on the car, and when he opened his eyes, he was afraid that there was an advertisement on his wife's back.

Under this kind of bombing, it is simply a headache.

The staff blinked and worked overtime for more than ten hours. Has the world changed?

The supervisor waved his hand, "Just make sure the system doesn't crash, and we don't have to worry about the rest."

"Okay, okay."

This method really means bombing. The brain has memory. Even if you hate it instinctively, you still store it deeply. In this case, you are preempting the minds of consumers. I can't afford the parts of a big toy on the website, but this is the basis of traffic.

Sooner or later it can turn into money.

Consumption is irrational!

The advertising department of the Savior Company has used this bombing mode in 15 countries around the world. In fact, this idea has been discussed for a long time, but just after the "hunter" came out, the bombing started.

This can cost the advertising department a lot of money, with a quarterly expenditure of up to 120 million U.S. dollars!

The boss thought it was not expensive, so he signed it generously, and the money flowed out like this, and said that he could choose some popular programs for sponsorship. Of course, these are digressions.

At this time, Tang Dao finally received an invitation from Feldhaus to watch a "London Derby" together, Chelsea's home game at Stamford Bridge and Tottenham Hotspur.

Talking about football with the British is like talking about liquor with the Soviets, World War I with the French, and industry with the Germans. Every country has its own hobbies. The British love football very much. There have been "friendly scenes" involving football matches with opposing teams.

When I saw Fiddlehouse, the other party was wearing a Chelsea blue shirt with a big number 19 on the back!

Dennis Wise!

Tang Dao was dressed in casual clothes, and Fiddlehouse, an elderly man, said angrily, "Hey, Nicholas, don't you have a favorite team?"

Tang Dao thought about it, and it seems that there is really no such thing. He is a typical fake fan, that is, a champion fan. He likes whoever is the champion.

Seeing his hesitant look, Fiddlehouse clicked his tongue twice, unable to believe it, "In England, everyone is a football fan. It is said that the Queen is a fan of West Ham United. Damn the Hammers, they got the whole The favorite of the noblest ladies in Europe."

It is true that the Millennium Prince Charles likes Burnley.

The rest of the staff, for the most part, like the London side, as well as the Chelsea side, who are just starting to burn out a bit in the increasingly important gold dollar football.

"I have prepared a Chelsea jersey for you." Fiddlehouse raised his hand and cheered like the fans next to him, "Welcome to Stamford Bridge."

The calm general on the battlefield is now like a fanatic. Tang Dao frowns next to him, fearing that he will die suddenly, and follows the old man and others to the west stand. As for why he didn't go to the private room, according to them, the place What football are you watching? That's the place for gentlemen in suits and steaks to hold B's.

This made the two bodyguards very nervous.

Looking at the players warming up below, Feldhaus also kept making strange noises.

Tang Dao and Robert looked at each other's cigarettes, both dumbfounded.

"I now feel that I am a caregiver in a nursing home, and I am afraid that this old man will have a heart attack." Tang Dao said softly to the little angel.

"Hey, buddy, let's give the **** to those idiots in North London." Fiddlehouse pulled Tang Dao and cursed at the Tottenham Hotspur fans not far away. Take a draw, you know, football hooliganism is also their specialty, and this kind of derby, it is inevitable that people who drink too much will make trouble, and gang fights are common.

Fortunately, from the beginning of the game, the two sides just talked about each other.

Fiddlehouse finally had time to sit down, looked at Tang Dao panting, and waved his hand.

"General, your body is really good." Tang Dao said with a smile.

"No, no, I'm old, I used to fight with the **** in North London..." Fiddlehouse accidentally said something about being young, and then he got stuck, hahaha a few times, and then bypassed , "I heard that your company plans to get involved in the sports industry, are you interested in acquiring Chelsea?"

"Could it be that General Feldhouse is the British Minister of Sport?"

Tang Dao asked back, and said with a smile, "I'm very busy recently, maybe, I'm going to France, and the company's products have an exhibition."

Fiddlehouse hummed, paused, and then said, "I have seen the video released by your company, and I have to say, it is very good, one-on-two in the air and making difficult moves, the pilot is also very good Great."

"They will be happy to hear your praise."

Seeing that Tang Dao still didn't understand, Feldhouse frowned, "We all know that you, Nicholas, have met people from Barclays and even some businessmen, but they don't know anything about politics. It’s not up to them to say that Messiah wants to take root here.”

"I'm just reminiscing about the old days with my friends." Tang Dao raised his brows, still in such a low-key manner.

"People in the military want to see more!" Feldhouse said. "You have to show them a passing transcript, or let them find a benefit."

"for example?"

Fiddlehouse turned his head and looked at him, "You can provide hunters to the military first." He emphasized again, "Free trial."

This kind of logic made Tang Dao laugh. "It means, do you need me to give it to the military for free? Do you need me to pay for the experiment?"

Still think it is the empire on which the sun never sets?

The spine was almost broken.

A bunch of bureaucrats living in the past.

"It's not funny, Mr. Nicholas." Feldhouse frowned. "The military needs benefits."

"Then go to God and ask for it, General, God will love your ignorance." Tang Dao laughed.

"You have no sincerity to cooperate at all."

The smile on Tang Dao's face narrowed, "I've been here for two weeks. I think this is the greatest sincerity. Do you know how much I pay per minute? Since you don't have any preparations for cooperation, I think There is no need to talk about it anymore, it is almost the 21st century, not the 18th century, nor the 19th century, the time when the sun never sets has passed.”

After he finished speaking, he didn't bother to say more, and turned his head to look at the court.

I happened to see the number 19 kicking the opponent to the ground with a taekwondo move, and then kicking up.

Then... a fierce conflict broke out between the two sides.

Others around were cheering or cursing, while Feldhaus frowned deeply.

"If this is your last thought, I won't stay longer in London. You don't have much time leftGeneral Fiddlehouse." Tang Dao turned his head and looked at him, word by word said.

The 21st century is a challenge for anyone, any industry or any country.

Tang Dao is under a lot of pressure. He needs more high-quality products, relying on these two years to establish his position and get a share of the pie. For this reason, he plans to invest more than 200 million U.S. dollars in some laboratories in several European and American countries. If a product is released, the company's position will be more stable.

Of course, 200 million US dollars is just the beginning. It costs billions or even tens of billions of dollars to research a drug, and hundreds of millions of dollars are spent on a weapon.

It is planned to use 21% of the profit every year for research and development in the future.

His company is thinking about change, but John Bull is still holding on to the old score, relying on the old to sell the old.

You have the right not to speak now, but in the future, you will have no time and ability to speak.

Feldhaus knew who the people in the military were. This ship, which had been in operation for hundreds of years, had already begun to age, and every part was trembling, but this group of people still believed that they He is the most powerful on this planet, otherwise, it would not have been my turn to be the commander during the Falklands War. At that time, I was only a colonel.

Facing the ultimatum issued by Tang Dao, Feldhaus didn't speak, but he had a lot of thoughts. He looked at the players on both sides who were fighting in groups below, and then looked at the referee. He had strength before. In the global situation, what John Bull can do is The position of the referee, now, is probably going to be the goalkeeper.

Soon, it will be the lounge manager.

Feldhaus took a deep breath. Times were changing.

Tang Dao didn't urge him, and looked at the scene below. The two of them fell into a brief silence. Of course, Tang Dao still thought it was a good fight, especially the number 19, who chased two people to fight. He liked his temper.

The stadium is a man's battlefield!

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