Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 489 502 [Uncrowned King]

Los Angeles, USA--
At the entrance of the Hilton Hotel, nearly a hundred media from all walks of life surrounded the hotel. Most of them were ghosts. To be precise, they were journalists from well-known American newspapers and magazines, as well as well-known radio stations.

As a country with a highly developed entertainment industry, the United States is not only famous for Hollywood, but also for the "stickiness" of these media.

Different from other countries, there are various trade unions in the United States, as well as various actor associations, and journalist associations—especially these uncrowned kings, who are even more unconscious masters. What happens in the United States, they are all First-hand reporters, so not only celebrities are afraid of them, but even the President of the United States is afraid of them.

If you don’t believe it, just look up the president who stepped down in the United States because of the “Watergate Incident”.

Because of this, even though there are so many people blocking the entrance of the hotel, the lobby manager of the Hilton Hotel does not dare to fart. Rest on the bench and provide some drinks, tea and so on.

"Peter, do you think that China Song will be interviewed this time?" A female reporter asked with her hair tied.

"You can't tell—he's turned down interviews several times, God, I've never met such a mysterious person," said a bearded male reporter who was munching on a sandwich and messing up the crumbs.

"Yeah, I heard that he is quite famous in Hong Kong, should I call and get some information from my colleagues?"

"Of course! In that case, we will have first-hand information!"

The bearded man was happy, suddenly, "Stop dreaming! His first-hand information has been dug up by our Sky TV station!" A white male reporter said.

The bearded man and the female reporter saw that the other party was Charlie, a celebrity in the American media circle, who was known as the "entertainment hotshot".

Seeing everyone looking towards him, Charlie said triumphantly, "I have already dug it out. The Chinese Song's full name is Song Zhichao, and he is a college student who went to Hong Kong from mainland China to study—God, what is it you heard here?" Not surprised?"

Indeed, everyone on the scene showed a look of surprise.

Charlie is very proud, he likes this kind of scene where the stars are holding the moon, being looked up to by others, and he can mobilize their emotions with just a few words.

"There is something that surprises you even more!" Charlie's sarcastic talk whetted everyone's appetites, and he looked at the expectant eyes around him, and then said: "He has been operating in Hong Kong for two years, from a poor student to a Become a tens of billions of tycoons that attract the attention of the world!"

"Oh God, how is it possible?" the bearded man sighed.

Others also felt the same way -- two years, just two years, this Song is a genius.

"Yes, he is a genius!" Charlie said loudly, as if he understood everyone's thoughts, "In Hong Kong, he is called a genius among geniuses, a superman among supermen—under his flag, he has three or four Big companies, such as Phantom Entertainment, Wanda Trading, Wanxin International, and Wanda Technology, which is entering North America this time.”

Charlie is like a treasure, and tells the details of Song Zhichao.

When you hear that Song Zhichao defeated the old Hong Kong tycoon by himself and became a new chaebol, when you hear that Song Zhichao invested in Soviet futures and made tens of billions overnight, when you hear that Song Zhichao is only in his twenties, when you hear He hadn't graduated from university yet, when he heard that... these American reporters were completely drunk.

Man, how can this be?

Is that human being?
Is it a genius, a devil, or a monster?

People are more popular than people. Compared with this Chinese Song, he is simply a useless, weak little reporter!
Bitter!

Full of bitterness, especially that bearded man, after listening to Song Zhichao's legendary story, he felt that his life was wasted.

In fact, not only him, but other people, including Charlie who told the story, also felt that they had lived in vain.

Anyway, he is still an American, and he is still a white American, so Charlie has always had a strong sense of superiority over his own existence; but after he investigated Song Zhichao's details, he discovered that the most powerful people in the world are not their Americans. People, let alone their Caucasian Americans, but Chinese!
For the first time, Charlie looked at the Chinese with admiration, and even had the idea that maybe the Chinese are the smartest people in the world.

"Okay, dear friends, my story is over. This is the story of the magical Chinese Song in Hong Kong. As for after coming to the United States, don't say anything else. You know the English version of "Kiss Goodbye" sung by Mike. "Who created it?"

"No, too..." Everyone stared at Charlie in disbelief.

"That's right, it's China Song! It's him, that's right!" Charlie said loudly, "China Song not only helped Mike create this song, but also a song called "This Love Can Be Waited" is also very beautiful, Soon everyone will hear it at Mike's concert."

"God, there is another one? That one is already good enough!"

"Yeah, it's definitely a divine comedy, and now I'm still humming the phrase 'Take me to your heart, Take me to your soul...'"

"Unexpectedly, besides doing business, this Chinese Song Dynasty is also a creative genius!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Amazing!"

Many reporters talked about it.

Seeing everyone like this, Charlie became more and more proud, and said: "Then, dear friends, guess what, this time China Song and Tianwang Mike will launch his new technology product VCD will it be successful?"

"It's hard to say, after all, the US market is dominated by Sony."

"Yeah, this is the world of Japanese electronic products, and even our American products can't compete."

"We are Americans, we only need to enjoy the best products in the world, why create them!"

"Hehe, you're right, we are Americans—but this VCD looks amazing!"

"Anyway, I'm going to buy one and give it a try!"

"Follow the trend, follow the fashion, you can't do without me!"

"I still prefer my Sony VCR, it's been great for a few years!"

"I won't change either—after all, I'm used to it, not to mention I still have a lot of videotapes."

"Yeah, the video tape is a problem. As long as there are people, they will not abandon the video recorder --- and that VCD is not good or bad, not to mention it is so expensive."

"That is to say, it is very difficult for this Vanke VCD to replace Sony video?" Charlie looked at everyone with a smile.

Everyone looked at him, not understanding what he meant.

At this time, Charlie touched his chin and said suddenly: "So, if Vanke gives you one VCD for each of you, do you still support it?"

"..." Everyone was stunned.

"Free gift?"

"Such an expensive thing."

"is it possible?"

"Why is it impossible?" At this moment, someone said loudly: "I said give it away, and I will do it!"

Following the words, a person walked out of the Hilton Hotel.

(End of this chapter)