Selling pineapples live, but you are eyeing my farm tools?

Chapter 120 The Coconut Group’s Business List

After sending the message, Zhang Yang still didn't respond. He probably has something important to deal with. He will naturally reply when he finishes his work.

Throwing the phone aside, Mo Yu continued to study the material parameters of controllable nuclear fusion.

It's a pity that I don't have complete experimental data in my hand, so I can only rely on the fission power station under my feet to make corresponding data calculations.

If you can get the latest experimental data, at least you will get twice the result with half the effort.

But that's just thinking about it in a dream.

As the most important technology in the next industrial era cycle, it is the highest-level secret in any country, and such important data cannot be obtained.

What's more, I have nothing to do to start a live broadcast.

How is it possible to get it?
Take your time.

Anyway, according to the computing power of the console, it is enough.

While he was busy in the workshop, two people appeared at his door carrying gifts.

After Xiao Liang's certification, the two were put into the yard.

After waiting for a few minutes, Mo Wen, who was wearing exercise clothes, came out of the room.

Greeted the two of them into the room in a neutral manner, served tea, and then asked aloud: "I don't know what the two of you are here for?"

While talking, Mo Wen was also looking at these two people. They looked like they were in their 30s or 40s, their faces were a bit dark, and although they were wearing formal clothes, they obviously didn't look like official people.

There was no faint arrogance on his face, he should be from a company.

The two took a sip of tea politely, and the older man said, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Wei Gang, and his name is Liu Lin! We are from the propaganda department of Coconut Group!"

"This time, I want to invite Miss Mo Wen to participate in one of our live broadcast events."

Explaining his reason for coming, Wei Gang looked at Mo Wen anxiously, for fear that the young girl would not agree.

Mo Wen stood aside, with a trace of hesitation on his face, first looked at the two people, and then raised his finger to himself in disbelief.

"Are you sure it's me? Not my brother?"

Wei Gang first took out a document from his briefcase and put it on the table. Mo Wen turned his head and found that it was a promotional poster for an event.

Sea of ​​coconuts!Enjoy the universe.

"We also really want to invite Mr. Mo Yu, but our boss thinks that the picture of you opening a coconut with bare hands and smashing it with two fists is more impactful!"

"If Ms. Mo Wen wants to bring Mr. Mo Yu, that's fine too. This event is only for one day, and the appearance fee for this day is 50!"

"If Mr. Mo Yu wants to appear, his appearance fee will also be 50!"

50 million!
You can buy a lot of food!If Mo Yu was brought along, it would be 100 million!

There are many good things to eat!

"Really?"

Regarding Mo Wen's question, Wei Gang stretched out his finger out of the window, and there was a spider robot where he could see.

There is also a man in a work uniform teasing Xiao Liang.

Sensing everyone's gaze, the man raised his head and greeted them with a smile.

After saying hello, he made another OK gesture, signaling Mo Wen to look at his phone, and after confirming that Mo Wen saw the gesture, he turned and left.

Looking away, Wei Gang said softly: "This activity has been approved! At the same time, the personnel of the space launch base are helping to plan it! Guaranteed to be more real than real gold!"

"Really, we don't need to lie to you, and we don't have the guts to lie to you."

While speaking, Wei Gang took out two contracts and put them in front of Mo Wen.

Very simple contract, without those twists and turns, and without too many restrictions.

Party A: Coco Group.

Party B:

Party A invites Party B to participate in the Sea of ​​Coconuts activity. Party B will attend the event on the day of the event and perform ten coconut opening performances, three times each time, with a reward of 50 yuan.

……

After reading the whole article, Mo Wen only felt that the 50 yuan was picked up for nothing.

Worried, she called Xiaoliang and re-examined the contract inside and out.

Paper has no dark marks, no ghosting.

it is true!
When Xiao Liang was checking the contract, she had time to check her phone, which contained a text message from the Homeland Defense Bureau.

It is a website, the website of the official website of the Space Launch Base. This event is a cooperation between the Space Launch Base and the Naco Group.

The event information on the official website is the same as the promotional poster information in hand, and the event time is Sunday.

Today is Monday, and there are still a few days left.

The event location is on the beach outside the space launch base.

On that day, the Coconut Group will provide fresh coconuts and their coconut drink for free.

At the same time, there are some performances, the performances of the coconut group.

It's outrageous!How did these two come together?
After confirming that the news was correct, Mo Wen swiped his name and added Mo Yu's name along the way.

Wei Gang was also unambiguous, directly took out the official seal from the briefcase, and stamped it on.

The set of actions was smooth and smooth, and after the contract was exchanged, the two hurriedly left with their briefcases, as if they had come directly to send money.

With the contract in hand and the promotional poster, Mo Wen went into the clean room to tell Mo Yu the good news.

After listening to his sister's words, Mo Yu pulled a long face, retrieved the data from the weather satellite, and showed the weather forecast for the next few days in front of Mo Wen.

A streak of sunny days, and not a single day below 35 degrees.

At this time, the little girl realized that her decision was hasty.

On a 35-degree day, on the edge of the beach, the howling sea breeze blows, and there is no cloud in the sky.

Everyone will be an adult in no time!

"What should I do? The contract is signed!"

Mo Yu, on the other hand, seemed fearless, spreading his hands out, "Cold salad, it's a big deal to wear armor then! That thing has a built-in air conditioner!"

"You just want to open coconuts at that time, and use armor to open them, the force will be higher!"

Recalling the feeling of wearing armor at that time, Mo Wen nodded lightly: "That's fine!"

The other party's contract didn't say that he had to open the coconut with his bare hands, and he opened the coconut while wearing armor, and he opened it too!

After confirming that there was no problem, she grabbed the contract and promotional posters, turned her head and walked out of the clean room.

Putting the contract away, her claws reached out to the heatstroke chickens. On such a hot day, these chickens must have suffered from heatstroke!

In the dust-free workshop, Mo Yu, who had been idle for a while, started fishing.

Click on the chat software, and casually send the screenshot of the weather to the group.

@weather lovers

A boy who touches the fish: "Brother, can you take away your supernatural powers and change the weather a little bit?"

Weather enthusiast: "Boss, you're flattering me too much, that is to say, I mean, is there a possibility, it's not my reason!"

"It's not your fault, whose fault is it? Ever since I followed you, I haven't seen a good day!"

"That's right, I paid attention to you because I wanted to pay attention to the weather! Then it was either a typhoon or a heavy rain, or the high temperature every day! Didn't you do it?"

Weather enthusiast: "Ah, yes, yes! Can you give me two hypersonic missiles in my brain? I want to try!"

A fish boy: "What are you doing?"

Real-time satellite cloud image.gif
BV i114514kun: Pacific Typhoon Embryo Forecast.

Following the video link, the video blogger was eloquent, and according to the analysis of the meteorological cloud, a typhoon formed next.

(End of this chapter)