America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 111 trembles, the gears of fate begin to tremble!

As an epoch-making variety show, the kidnapping variety show "Who Dies the Most" is indeed relatively novel.

It is an unprecedented existence in the variety show industry.

In other words, this is the first time that advertisers know about this kind of gameplay.

When thinking about the advertising value of this variety show, even the most professional marketers will feel like their perceptions are being challenged.

Cheng Daqi didn't care so much, he told Andre that someone would definitely come to cooperate.

He only used one trick - to brag about himself.

A fictional intended partner that does not exist: a security solution company that does not want to be named.

No matter how dangerous the environment is, the judgment gained after long-term training will never turn into a great person.

His judgment was not wrong at all!

The impact of the kidnapping case was large enough, and the live television broadcast allowed many Americans to see the cruelty of the kidnappers.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the hostages under the threat of the kidnappers, the audience was all worried about their own safety.

Cheng Daqi is giving a clear hint to potential advertisers.

Some gun giants and security giants understood Cheng Daqi’s hint!

Through the LAPD, several companies submitted their offers.

The highest one opened directly to 4 million dollars.

Cheng Daqi saw an unexpected name on the note sent by the negotiator.

'OC perfume, 200,000 dollars, no advertising, just wish our customers will always be safe during the live broadcast. ——Lisa Austin'

This sentence was written specifically for Lisa by Temir.

Written to Cheng Daqi.

The meaning is roughly equivalent to: We saw you, you have to come out alive, bitch!

The rich woman said that as long as her sisters want it, she is willing to spend 200,000 yuan to buy her sister's happiness.

Of course, if Cheng Daqi has some conscience, it would be better to help OC perfume advertise more.

She felt that her quotation might not be able to compete with those of firearms companies and security companies.

As a rich woman with a successful business career, Temir is a very smart and strong woman, and she also understood Cheng Daqi's hint.

"Andre, just choose SWBI and OC perfume. One gives the most and the other requires the least."

"You just have to choose. After all, you still have to host it." Andre said it didn't matter.

He actually thought very clearly that they would definitely not be able to get out alive.

But he can make things worse, and using advertising money as a reward can not only enhance his character but also increase his influence. That's enough.

As for how much the advertising fee is, it doesn’t matter.
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“Dear viewers, America’s first kidnapping variety show Who’s Dead is currently underway.

This program is co-sponsored by SWBI and OC Perfume. The kidnapper leader Mr. Andre has decided to invest all advertising dollars into a reward for criminal evidence of the Dracula Group. "

After saying this, Cheng Daqi remained silent for a few seconds, raising the expectations of the live broadcast viewers.

Just when Thor wanted to ask, he said all the advertisements in one sentence.

"SWBI is your most reliable and convenient partner. It is small enough to fit in your pocket. It is a must-have small pistol for home travel and library visits. It can be carried close to your body and is safe with you!

OC perfume, a trendy choice from the West Coast, spends 200,000 yuan on advertising just to wish that all OC perfume customers will always be safe and not kidnapped! "

This trick is a unique skill of a well-known host in his previous life. Not many people in the United States do this.
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Not only was Themir satisfied after hearing this, but so was the man.

He sat behind the famous table, watched the live broadcast on the screen, and smiled to the entourage beside him.

"He's a great host, no one knows hosting better than me, you know, he's great."

"Master, we must speak out. Now the United States is paying attention to these kidnappers. We must turn off the live broadcast!"

The man sneered disdainfully and mocked.

"You go ahead and give the order. I authorize you to make the decision. As for whether to turn off the live broadcast, go ahead!"

The attendant immediately stopped talking. Say nothing but say nothing, what a waste!

How can I make America great again, working with people like you who only want to hold me back?

The door of the big room was pushed open. In the white house, there were only three people with such qualifications.

Daughter, son-in-law, and wife. (After he took office, he directly appointed his family members as officials)

Not sure why there was silence in the big room, the son-in-law leaned into the man's ear and whispered.

"Congressman McCarthy is waiting for you in the small living room next door."

"Good thing? Bad thing?"

The man asked irritably. He really hated arguing with the establishment faction in the party.

"Dracula wants to change a ship. He plans to support you. McCarthy is here for him." Kunash explained in a low voice.

Others in the large room noticed the two whispering, but no one was interested in knowing what they were talking about.

When working in a white house, a sense of proportion with the big leaders is a red line that must always be followed.

Hearing his son-in-law's words, the man's pupils shrank slightly, then he was silent for two seconds, then picked up the Coke at hand and took a sip.

"He is just a female cousin. Is there any difference between McCarthy and a female cousin?"

Curling his lips, the son-in-law sighed.

"No difference at all~"

"Go and talk to him. By the way, you have to be a good boy and don't get involved with your female cousin!"

Hearing the man lecture him in a serious manner, the son-in-law had a complicated expression and reluctantly agreed.

"Of course, of course."
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"Why haven't the police attacked yet, Tonks, my son is fine, the one inside is fake.

I don't want to see someone pretending to be my son, is that hard to do? "

Once again calling the police to urge him, old Dracula thought clearly.

Dracula is about to jump ship, but he doesn't mind taking care of his own affairs before jumping ship.

Solve the small problems first so you don't have to be distracted when dealing with the big ones.

"I understand, Mr. Dracula, and I will try my best."

Putting down the phone, Tonks checked the recording and then breathed out softly.

It was right to leave. His old arms and legs couldn't handle this kind of vortex.

Let's urge Gru to give it a try first. That kid obviously promised that he would join.

The work is like this, press down layer by layer.

The executors at the bottom may not really know how to do it.

"Gru, your Niangniang Temple branch has been attacking for two hours, why don't you take action?"

Hearing Tonks' gentle tone, Gru decided to continue practicing Tai Chi.

"I decided to let the kidnappers relax their vigilance first and then attack later in the night."

Cheng Daqi was dragging inside, and Gru was dragging outside. The two of them didn't have any communication, but they cooperated tacitly.

"I hope to hear your good news soon, hahaha."

Putting down the phone, Tonks looked at the TV with a gloomy face.

To see if a person is one of your own, don't listen to what he says, but what he does.

On the TV, a reporter was standing in front of the Red Street Library, introducing the press conference that the police would hold next.

The press conference convened by the operations captain of the Niangniang Temple Branch, Gru himself!

He finally confirmed that Gru really didn't take him seriously.

(End of this chapter)