American Peanuts

Chapter 31 American Sand Sculpture Netizens

Chapter 31 American Sand Sculpture Netizens

Chicago, oceanfront villa.

Richard Rosenzweig got out of the car and looked up at the five-story single-family mansion.

Except for the ticket window and isolation tape that were removed at the entrance, there seems to be no change on the surface of this building compared to half a month ago.

Faintly, Rosenzweig heard low and roaring music coming from the closed door...

Fortunately, there are office buildings around and no one lives there, otherwise the company would definitely receive complaints, Rosenzweig thought.

He straightened his clothes, took out a silk scarf from his pocket, wiped his glasses carefully, and tidied his hair on his forehead, even though it was already sparse.

Although the young man he was meeting this time did not seem to care about these understandings, Rosenzweig still maintained a decent and gentlemanly reception etiquette.

After doing all this, Rosenzweig stepped forward and knocked on the door.

As the door opened, there was a roaring sound wave and a heavy bass, which made Rosenzweig's heart tremble.

The person who opened the door was a young girl with disheveled hair, barefoot and wearing only underwear, holding a glass of beer in her hand and looking at herself with a puzzled expression.

"Sorry, we don't need what you are selling." Her cheeks were flushed and she looked like she was drunk.

"No, I'm... I'm here to see Charlie." Rosenzweig did not name himself.

The girl looked back at the situation inside the house and asked.

"There is an old man outside looking for the boss. He looks like a salesman."

"I'm the executive vice president of PB," Rosenzweig added.

The girl didn't look back at all and conveyed to the room: "It's the boss's staff. Hey, Rachel, put on your clothes."

Rosenzweig finally came in, walking cautiously along the way.

This place looks like another world, a "palace of pleasure" in a mythical story.

Empty wine bottles, clothes, vomit, and food were scattered in the aisle, and two women leaned against the corner and kissed.Passing by the former banquet hall, you can see that it has been transformed into a large disco, with more than a dozen girls shaking their heads to the exciting electronic music.

Oh, God!Rosenzweig sighed inwardly.

The only good thing is that no illegal drugs were found along the way.This gave the old man some peace of mind.

Arriving at the luxury suite on the top floor, I saw Charlie lying on the huge rotating round bed. Everything looked exactly like Hugh Hefner back then, or even worse.

"I'm here to report good news to you. The magazine is expected to sell more than 300 million copies this month." Rosenzweig took off his hat.

The last time sales exceeded 300 million in a single month was during the magazine's [-]th anniversary.

One took 50 years, the other took more than ten days.

Who is strong or weak is clear at a glance.

Rosenzweig began to admire the young man from the bottom of his heart.

"Very good." Charlie nodded.

After all, you can’t make much money by selling magazines, but the advertising revenue cannot be underestimated, and it also has communication value, which can make you make more money.

For example, becoming the promoter of the "Transformers" live-action movie.

"The printing factory has completed the work. In addition, 74 sales outlets have been arranged in fifty major states, including four in California and three in Illinois..." Rosen continued to report.

"We have almost gathered all the girls we have recruited. According to the scheduled plan, the official sales will begin the day after tomorrow." Rossi said.

Recruiting these girls these days made Charlie realize what happiness is for rich people.

Instead of resisting, many of these young girls sent hints to themselves intentionally or unintentionally.If Stephanie hadn't taken the initiative to come over every day and declare her sovereignty, I'm afraid a few girls would have succeeded.

Charlie is planning to hold a grand all-night party tonight to have a good drink as a farewell.

Under Stephanie’s leadership, Charlie already has social accounts across all platforms.Relying on high-frequency words to update his luxurious life and information about beautiful girls, in just a few days, the number of fans on the entire network has exceeded 150 million.

Although they are all other social networks, this kind of influence is real. When the time comes, when you open a new social network, these people will also transfer there.

In addition to funds, the most important thing for setting up a social platform is the technical team, and Charlie also has someone for this.

"Rosen, I want you to pay attention to an Internet company called MANWIN. They will contact us proactively and report any news to me as soon as possible." Charlie said.

Rosen looked suspicious. He had never heard of this name, but he still silently wrote down the request.

While chatting, Charlie picked up the BlackBerry he just bought two days ago from the bedside table, opened Twitter and started browsing.Now all other platforms are left to Stephanie to take care of, while Charlie chooses to use Little Bluebird as his main position.After all, MySpace is all about young people, Facebook is all about socializing with acquaintances, and Twitter is obviously more popular.

The latest tweet is a reddit forum post forwarded by Stephanie, titled "Charlie Rossi made me 300 million in one sentence."

The Reddit forum was established two years ago and will become one of the top three most visited websites in the United States in the future. It features a "discussion group" function and any keyword can be set as a discussion group. Yes, this is America's Tieba forum.

Charlie clicked to enter, and it turned out that the original poster had read his previous tweets, filled up Bear Stearns, and made a lot of money.

Most of the comments below are small scattered comments on U.S. stocks.

[Thank you Charlie, he is my God! 】

[Hou Li Crab, why didn’t I listen to Charlie’s opinion before? 】

【This is amazing. 】

Exit link, the second one is a picture tweet about the detailed list of souvenir album sales outlets, click on the first one and it has received more than 1000 likes.

[I am a second-hand shop owner from New Jersey. I have accumulated more than 6000 consumer discount coupons. Please support me and let me help more people, okay, brothers. 】

Charlie could only wish him good luck. By then there would be more coupons than buyers, and no one would take over the [-] coupons.

Most of the remaining replies said that they had washed their hands and prepared the banknotes, and were waiting for the official release to rush in and buy as soon as possible.All in all, I can’t wait to send money.

"By the way, Rosen, please allocate an extra budget to the morning activities department and hire a group of people at each outlet, about five hundred people, divided into two shifts."

"What?" Rosenzweig was puzzled.

"Line in line. They are our extras. This is another way of publicity." Charlie explained to Rosen what "trust" means.

"Oh well."

Rosenzweig felt like he was out of date, which is probably what young people think.

On the other side, Charlie found a very special message.

[Charlie Worship Association needs you to join, listen to Charlie’s words and deeds, and spread the gospel of our Lord to every corner of the world.Association website...]

???

Charlie clicked to enter it. It was a very simple website that compiled some of his own information. Starting from the interview at Hefner's mansion, every time he appeared in public, every time he spoke, he would Organized into text content.

And attached with a title full of metaphysics.

"The great Charlie arrives at his loyal company, and the world enters a countdown to being overrun"

"My Lord uses his fist as a whip to grant deliverance to the ugly enemy." This is about the news about the last time a reporter was beaten.

"The First Goddess Has Appeared" contains a picture of Faith.

"My Lord pursues pleasure and is not afraid of the world. You can also see it"

Charlie flipped to the bottom and saw an address from rural Utah called The Sanctuary.

It wouldn't be surprising if this happened in Utah. After all, it is one of the most conservative states in the United States, with [-]% of the state's population practicing Mormonism.

"Magical reality." Charlie couldn't laugh or cry.

The American people seem to be particularly fond of conspiracy theories, from the "Freemasons" who control the United States, to the treasure map on the back of the Declaration of Independence, to Area 51 for studying aliens, all the doomsday theories in the past, including the 99 doomsday theory, 2012 Doomsday theories first became popular in the United States and then spread around the world.

Not only do they say it, but they actually believe it, so that all the magicians in Europe can make a lot of money here. In short, they are quite anti-intellectual.

The bottom line is that the average American has an outrageous lack of common sense.

But now, he has become the carrier of "conspiracy theory". This Charlie Worship Association believes that he is really the reincarnation of a certain god.

However, looking at such a crude website, it is estimated that there are not many people in the entire association.

"Rosen, help me find out what this worship association is about." Charlie told him the real-life address.

"Ok."

Charlie put down his phone and saw Stephanie standing at the door.

So he said to Rosenzweig: "You can leave, sir."

(End of this chapter)

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