Entertainment 2000: Supporting female stars will bring you a hundredfold return

Chapter 431 Internet Marketing: Watch "Saw 3" and Be a Real Man!

Because of his illness, Hawking was, of course, unable to speak.

Normally, we can only communicate by typing with two fingers.

It's hard to imagine that a scientist like him would express admiration for a female celebrity.

There is another way of saying it.

It is said that Hawking did indeed say something related to Theron.

It's a rumor.

How could a scientist like Hawking, who has transcended vulgar interests, say such a thing?

but--

Tang Wen, from a later era, knew that this person was not a saint.

Even if they couldn't do anything, they had visited Lolita Island for other purposes.

The next day, Tang Wen stood in the office of Facebook's technical director, looking through the glass at the programmers working outside.

The technical director, who came from China, came in to give a presentation with some documents.

“Scientist Stephen Hawking is indeed one of our users, spending an average of more than an hour a day browsing Facebook.”

Tang Wen knew this.

Or rather, it was he who orchestrated it.

When Stephen Hawking gave a speech at the university, many students recommended Facebook to him.

These students were originally selected by Facebook as offline promotional staff.

That's right. Even in the United States, where the internet is relatively developed, you still need to do on-the-ground promotion to create a website these days.

Stephen Hawking spent far more time online than the average person; when he came across an interesting website, he would naturally go online to check it out.

His Facebook page caught his attention.

With the help of his students, he registered an account and started using it.

However, so far, he has not used his real name, nor has he revealed his identity online.

"Have we summarized his interests and preferences?"

"Yes, it's all here." The technical director handed over the printed documents, touched his nose, and thought to himself: I didn't expect Hawking to like looking at beautiful women too.

Facebook has been updated three times in North America and Europe.

The feature to upload photos as profile pictures has been available from the beginning.

Currently, it is even possible to create electronic photo albums and upload a large number of personal photos.

However, due to the limitations of the era, the photos are not very clear.

However, this is not entirely a bad thing.

Learn about the beauty of mystery.

The low resolution of the pixels can actually help to conceal some of the flaws in the appearance.

It makes some female students look prettier.

The materials in Tang Wen's hand were printed copies of Hawking's message and user photos.

The technical director continued, "Besides physicists, Hawking also paid attention to some female students."

"Find high-resolution photos of these female students and send me their detailed personal information as well."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

After the technical director left, Tang Wen went through the documents one by one.

The girls in the photos are blonde and blue-eyed, and many of the photos show that they have long legs.

Tang Wen sat down and opened his laptop to search.

It was discovered that Hawking's current wife is also a blonde, blue-eyed woman.

Charlize Theron's appearance fits this description.

But she's much prettier than them.

Tang Wen typed on the keyboard, browsed for a while, and then turned and went to Sun Chao's office.

"The push notification feature is online?" Since there was no need for formalities between them, he asked directly.

Sun Chao: "The ad push has always been there."

"If I want a user to receive specific news or images, is that possible?"

Sun Chao has been involved in social media development both in China and the United States, so he is no stranger to technical matters.

After a moment's thought, I suggested, "That's too deliberate. We could first determine the user's IP address and then send the same message to all users in their region."

"Good, Mr. Sun has not disappointed me!" Tang Wen raised an eyebrow and a smile appeared on his lips.

Sun Chao chuckled: "No problem, no problem. It's all thanks to Chairman Tang's guidance. What do you need me to do? Promote your movie, the upcoming 'Saw 3'?"

Tang Wen nodded: "This is only one aspect. As for the rest, I have made the following arrangements. Please take note, Mr. Sun."

Sun Chao: ...Are you cosplaying as Produce 101 here?
While thinking this, I created a document on my computer and wrote down Tang Wen's requirements one by one:
"Oh, so you're trying to push Charlize Theron to the top? Poor thing, she's fallen victim to your scheme."

"Mr. Sun, I hope you can rephrase your statement."

Tang Wen reached out and picked up a pen, holding it in his hand as if it were a "pistol barrel," and pointed it at Sun Chao.

Mr. Sun immediately changed his tune: "Charlize Theron is lucky to have met you! Mr. Tang, you should take care of your health, Mr. Ferguson!"

“That’s more like it,” Tang Wen said, tossing aside his pen. “I’ll treat you to roast bird for lunch.”

"Japanese food? It's too far away, I can't get away, let's do it another day."

Tang Wen didn't force him. Sun Chao's position was very important, and it was also a way for him to develop his career. He was also a reliable person. What a good subordinate he was.

"Okay, I'll hire a barbecue chef to grill skewers in the company cafeteria another day."

"That's a good option..."

After chatting for a while, Sun Chao finished assigning tasks to the relevant personnel.

Tang Wen left Facebook headquarters.

It's called the headquarters, but it's just a rented office.

The only aspect that was passable was the security, which was handled by the domestic elites brought by Tang Wen.

For Facebook to grow, it needs a headquarters building.

Yes, we need to talk to Sarah about this.

Her family, the Gettys, stopped doing oil business and started investing in art and real estate in California.

What a coincidence! Tang Wen has arranged to meet Sarah tonight.

However, she was with Olivia, so Tang Wen invited both of them.

Lower the car window.

A night breeze swept into the carriage, and Tang Wen rubbed his kidneys. Who would have thought that doing business in America, the thing that cost the most, or rather, made the greatest contribution, was actually this!
I only realized this after I came to America.

The scenes of extravagant and decadent life in high society depicted in famous TV shows like "Wall Street" and "Gossip Girl" were actually all real, and were even filmed with some secrecy.

If it weren't for my strong willpower and the good relationships I have with people thanks to my affability...

They must be able to attend wild parties and seditions every night.

In less than six months, the entire Hollywood might be like them...

evening.

In front of the Sarah family villa, on the pristine private beach, the fine sand feels as soft as walking on clouds.

The waves gently lapped against the shore, and in the distance, the setting sun painted the horizon a golden red.

Sarah and Olivia were whispering on the terrace when they heard footsteps and saw Tang Wen. They greeted him with smiles.

Sarah, dressed in a fiery red swimsuit, exuded a captivating and alluring figure.

Olivia is two meters tall, and her figure is simply outrageous.

Her legs were long and thick, like two jade pillars.

Most men would hesitate to even try, their backs aching.

Only Tang Wen, with a physique of 90 points, could fight him head-on without any pressure.

Only pleasure.

The campfire leaped on the shore.

For convenience, Tang Wen didn't wear any swimming trunks and went straight into the water for a naked swim.

The sea breeze carried the salty smell and the aroma of burning pine as Tang Wen ventured into the cool, surging waves.

Suddenly, the sound of splashing water rang out.

A two-meter-long mermaid chased after them. Wearing goggles, the mermaid glanced at Tang Wen's philtrum and revealed a malicious smile.

Director Tang, in order to protect human genes, would not allow her to succeed so easily.
Turn around and flee.

They chased and fled until they reached the sea.

Sarah, on the shore, tilted her head and looked at Lin Zhiling: "I bet Olivia will win."

Sister Lin, who had just arrived, stretched her back and said, "Then I can only bet on the boss."

"You can also bet on Olivia. Why should someone lose between us?"

A glint flashed in Sister Lin's eyes as she stared intently at Sarah: "That's right, you're absolutely right!"

Sarah, the IRS California director, said meaningfully, "But not everyone can enjoy the fruits of victory, can they?"

"Definitely not." Lin Zhiling knew she was referring to other women.

These women are definitely positioned differently from Sarah, Olivia, and themselves.

Are you sure that's what Tang thinks?

"of course."

Sarah changed her smile, revealing a sincerity. Her eyes looked at Tang Wen in the sea, with a hint of pride, as if to say, "He is indeed the man I have chosen."

"Are you going to sit here and watch forever?" Sister Lin, now in her swimsuit, was eager to try.

Saron: "Yes, we all bet on Olivia to win, but she hasn't caught anyone yet. We should go down and help her!"

"Yes."

Lin Chih-ling looked around, dragged a two-meter-long single-person paddleboard from the beach, and rushed into the sea.

Sarah followed suit and jumped into the water, her bright red swimsuit standing out vividly.

As the waves surged, the three men closed in on Tang Wen, forming a pincer movement.

After swimming for half a day, Olivia splashed water at Tang Wen and asked in surprise, "I've had professional swimming training. You've learned it too?"

As an elite member of the Buddhist Academy, she couldn't help but be surprised that she couldn't even get close to Tang Wen.

Tang Wen shook his wet hair, turned around, and said in a very prelude-like tone, "Isn't this something anyone can do? Why do we need to learn?"

The three women were speechless. They exchanged a glance and then pounced on him in unison, saying, "Don't let us catch you."

Fresh blood arrived, and Olivia, wearing goggles, dove into the water.

Salon and Lin Chih-ling attacked from the left and right respectively.

Tang Wen shook his head, took a breath, circled around from the deeper water, and came up behind them.

Being chased relentlessly without fighting back is not his style.

He quietly went ashore, found a long silk scarf on Sarah's seat, went back into the sea, and threatened the three women with a smile: "Don't you dare get separated from yourselves, or you'll be under my command if you get caught by my animal taming belt."

The three women looked at each other, ignored his threat, and pounced on him again.

After several rounds, Tang Wen launched an attack and snatched Lin Zhiling's paddleboard first.

Next, they set their sights on Olivia, who had the strongest physique.

In the water, with paddleboards as boats, how can there be no mermaids to pull the boats?

Once again, Tang Wen passed Olivia in the water, then suddenly reached out, grabbed her wrist, and gently bound her arm with a silk scarf, the movement clean and swift...

Olivia struggled to break free, only to find that the scarf was tied in a knot that was impossible to untie.

Left with no other choice, she gripped the oars with one hand, wiped the seawater from her face, and said to the other two women, "I'm sorry, my darlings, I've been captured by him."

As she spoke, she blinked.

Sarah understood her implication: "It looks like things aren't going well."

Lin Zhiling clenched her small fists and joined in, saying, "It seems we have no choice but to fight him."

Tang Wen chuckled inwardly. "He's putting on an act right in front of me?"

However, he didn't expose it; he just pretended to be ignorant.

The two women swam over together, and as soon as he was in front of them, Olivia immediately switched sides: "I've got him! Come quick!"

Three brave female warriors from Bolang captured the evil Demon King.

However, this was only the beginning of the battle.

The seawater wasn't deep; Olivia's feet were on the seabed, with only her arms and above visible above the surface.

She can exert force easily, but Lin Chih-ling and Sarah cannot.

In the chaos, Tang Wen used a silk scarf to tie Olivia and the paddleboard together, and then, one against two, he defeated the two women and fled to the sea.

Olivia lay on the paddleboard, trying to slide off, but Tang Wen grabbed her ankle and pulled her back into the water.

She smiled and begged for mercy: "Demon King, spare my life!"

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!" Tang Wen remained unmoved.

He adjusted his position and delivered a powerful blow to her!

The next second, the mermaid's body tensed up, seemingly losing all strength and means to resist.

The waves gently lapped against her back, as if providing accompaniment for this playful scene.

Just as Tang Wen was exercising in the sea.

Facebook headquarters was brightly lit.

Under Sun Chao's direction, the young programmers downed cup after cup of coffee, their eyes gradually becoming excited.

The code scrolled rapidly across the screen.

Sun Chao's eyes were filled with satisfaction.

The last time we met, Zhang Yan was bragging about his Southeast Asian college student writers who only needed a late-night snack and two bottles of Red Bull to work through the night!

What's wrong with my Facebook team?

They don't need to drink Red Bull, coffee is cheaper, okay!
Overtime pay is available in Southeast Asia!

In America, I could fire them without spending a single penny.

The limited screenings of "Saw 3" began early yesterday morning.

Facebook is encouraging users who have watched the film to share their viewing experience on social media platforms, and using precise algorithmic recommendations to create viral content.

This is undoubtedly a completely new attempt.

But as long as the algorithm is correct, it is feasible.

I don't know what's wrong with Old Tang's brain.

They even came up with this idea.

Besides algorithms, on-the-ground sales personnel are also putting in the effort.

USC.

A blonde, blue-eyed, curvaceous college basketball cheerleader made a rare appearance at a coffee shop near the library.

Even more unusually, she was chatting with a bookish-looking young man while staring at the same computer screen.

Could it be that she's a rare beauty who doesn't like those damn muscular men?
Listening to the faint, pleasant voice coming from behind.

Many male students slowed down. They couldn't just run away to the library, and with pretty girls in front of them, they might as well go sit down and relax.

What if there's a chance?

Well, I'm no worse than the guy next to him.

After sitting down next to her, I could hear her more clearly.

"Saw III is really great, how should I write a review..."

It turns out this beautiful woman watched the movie and was looking for someone to write a review.

Before they could think further, the beautiful woman continued, "It's not just me who likes horror movies; there are quite a few people in our cheerleading squad who will be watching a movie together at a nearby cinema tomorrow night!"

Cheerleading, horror movies, tomorrow?
A group of boys were getting excited, and one of them mustered up the courage to ask for her Facebook account, which the beautiful woman generously gave him.

Seeing this, the others stepped forward.

He welcomes all beautiful women: These are all his fans, why should he refuse them?

She's a movie enthusiast and a Facebook promoter, and is now gathering the first wave of real feedback for Saw III.

The very next day, topics about "Saw 3" began to circulate on Facebook.

The reviews are all positive, needless to say.

The key point is that many accounts of beautiful female college girls claim that this movie is the standard for testing "real men".

This immediately attracted widespread attention from the boys.

Their standards are simple: watch the movie without closing your eyes, don't scream, and comfort your scared female companion—that's how you pass the test...

(End of this chapter)