Who doesn’t want to make money after being reborn?

Chapter 202 You understand racial discrimination

"Hey, so many reporters?"

Looking at the movement outside the window, Luo Hui was also startled.

I really didn’t expect that my influence would be so great.

Or is it the power of Hongqi Racing Team?

Whatever the reason, it feels really good to be in the spotlight.

No wonder those business tycoons become buoyant after becoming famous.

If this happens to me a few times, maybe I will drift off too.

but.

This high-profile trip to the Middle East was not his original intention, but the result of discussions with the Emir, Ben Seni and others in Qatar.

He used a fleet of titanium-alloy red flags that blinded the eyes to attract the attention of media from various countries, and the top officials of Qatar could quietly run to connect the two Middle Eastern bosses and promote major cultural exchanges.

The UAE is also very cooperative.

After the red flag convoy entered Abu Dhabi, the motorcycle convoys waiting on both sides of the road started instantly and formed a flying geese formation to slowly open a channel for the convoy.

"Wow!~"

Seeing the handsome cavalry flying geese formation, Fu Tao, as calm as he was, couldn't help but marvel: "I never dreamed that I would enjoy a welcome ceremony at the level of a head of state."

"This scene can only be dreamed about when dreaming, right?"

Luo Hui said nothing.

There is really nothing to say.

Taite's mother is so high-profile that her liver trembles a little.

Say nothing.

Quickly take out your mobile phone and take a photo of this scene. When you get too old and can’t do it anymore, you can brag about it to your grandchildren.

But Ben Saideng was sitting upright, his little face tense and staring straight ahead, his face full of seriousness, as if he was performing a very sacred ceremony.

Influenced by Ben Saideng, Luo Hui and Fu Tao hurriedly put away their playful smiles and sat upright in the same manner.

He unblinkingly accepted the state-level treatment and the envious looks from the crowds on both sides of the road.

Fortunately there was no salute!

Otherwise, I wouldn’t know how to deal with it!

Seeing the motorcade approaching the presidential palace quickly, Luo Hui's tense expression slowly relaxed.

Click!

Click!

Click!

As soon as I got off the car, the sound of taking pictures suddenly sounded in the distance.

Luo Hui walked along the red carpet to the Presidential Palace under the introduction of Ben Saideng. At the same time, he smiled and waved to the reporters who were taking pictures.

grandma's.

It feels like... I don't know which leg to take?

Cheating!

While complaining in his heart, the smile on his face could not fade away, and he followed the guidance to President Sheikh who was waiting at the door.

"Dear Mr. President, thank you very much for arranging the welcome ceremony. I am flattered."

Luo Hui covered his heart with his right hand and bent down to salute.

President Sheikh smiled with a smile on his face and took the initiative to shake hands: "Friends from the East, there is no need to be so polite. What you have brought us is friendship and technology, and we deserve to be treated with courtesy."

“We welcome more businesses like yours that can bring kindness and technology to the Middle East.”

"..."

After talking about the scene, the two held hands and faced reporters head-on, leaving them a few seconds to take pictures before turning around and walking into the presidential palace.

"Hahahaha!"

Upon entering the door, President Sheikh was no longer so reserved. He burst into laughter and said, "My dear friend, your movements and expression are very stiff. Have you never been received with such a high standard?"

"Brother, I'm just an ordinary person. I've never seen such a formation before." Luo Hui stopped pretending and used both hands to rub his face that was frozen in laughter.

Anyway, everything that needs to be done is over.

There was no need for the anxious reporters to know what he, the boss of TT, was going to discuss during his meeting with President Sheikh.

perhaps.

It's a good idea to sit back and brag.

He finally understood.

When you get to the level of the president, you basically make a rough decision, and someone helps with the rest to complete the details.

There is no need to worry about every detail of business operations.

On the contrary, it is more relaxed.

"Come, my friend, please enjoy a cup of fragrant black tea first."

President Sheikh personally led the way and led him to a large room.

Luo Hui followed closely.

Ben Saideng followed closely behind, translating President Sheikh's words word for word.

By the way, we will introduce the various scenery and cultural heritage in the Presidential Palace.

Although it is called the Presidential Palace.

It is actually a palace complex in the Middle Eastern style.

Except for those confidential institutions that cannot be introduced to outsiders, there is nothing to hide in the area where President Sheikh works and lives.

Fortunately, the design in the room is not as Middle Eastern as in Qatar - just sit on the carpet.

Instead, there are several single-seater sofas arranged very intentionally.

Luo Hui was very satisfied.

Seeing the president take his seat, he sat down on the sofa without ceremony.

Outside the window, there is a green lawn and the light is very soft.

Inside the window, there is a cool breeze and a strange fragrance.

"Where are all my colleagues?"

While enjoying the presidential treatment comfortably, Luo Hui did not forget the purpose of coming here.

"My friend, please feel free to enjoy your tea. Your colleagues are discussing the contract details with my subordinates."

President Sheikh raised his hand and asked him to taste the tea that the servant had just poured as soon as possible.

The tea soup is wine red.

Unfortunately, the tea cup is too big, like a pot.

Luo Hui picked up the huge tea cup and blew it gently: "Mr. President, don't you need me to show you the functions of TT and the program mode of "Looking for a Good Voice"?"

"I believe in the Emir's vision and Mr. Luo's ability to judge the market. After all, you have exposed our Middle Eastern countries in the matter of WeChat mobile payment. Showing your face again in the short video field should be nothing." Troublesome." President Sheikh sipped his tea intently.

It seems that they are really confident in TT. They can directly give the green light without any review and help with all the procedures.

"Thank you Mr. President for your trust, but the more you trust me, the more uneasy I feel."

Luo Hui sighed and put down his tea cup.

Taking the laptop from Ben Saideng's hand, he clicked on the PPT he had prepared and showed it to the president: "Cultural exchanges are the most likely to cause mutual offense."

"It's almost inevitable."

"So, we are preparing to invite well-known and highly respected scholars from various countries to form a large review team."

"Dedicated to handling these disputes."

"Like, pork."

"The content released by us Han people must contain this thing, and Islam must feel very uncomfortable when seeing it."

"But, this is reality."

"We cannot abandon the promotion of traditional cuisine because of the preferences of the Islamic world."

"Therefore, the review standards will be set very high."

"As long as it does not escalate to a personal attack or a humiliating attack on the country and nation, the spread of relevant content will generally not be prevented."

"Have Mr. President considered this?"

do my best!

Luo Hui focused the discussion on the review standards, hoping to give the president a vaccination in advance.

Otherwise, when they see the overwhelming pork delicacies, they will shout that it offends them and demand a ban.

This is troublesome.

It's better to block this route in advance.

“My dear friend, don’t think of us so narrowly. Do you think we don’t see content on Twitter, YouTube, etc. that is offensive to Islam?”

President Sheikh's reaction was muted.

Luo Hui shrugged: "So, it seems that we have nothing to talk about now, and we have basically reached an agreement?"

"No, I just need to know one thing: Will you invite Jewish people to participate in the TT cultural exchange project?"

President Sheikh's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if containing murderous intent.

"Mr. President, the cultural exchange project is only for indigenous people, and immigrants are not included. The Jewish people are immigrants, so they are not eligible to be invited."

Luo Hui already had a response plan.

"Oh, that's interesting. What are you going to do with Lighthouse Country's cultural projects?"

"It's very simple. I will invite native North Americans to participate in cultural exchange programs. Black and white immigrants are not eligible to participate."

"My friend, you are very bold."

"This is a helpless choice. If they are allowed to participate in cultural projects, what should we do with cultural projects in Europe and Black Africa?"

"That's right, fair enough."

"Since they have left their homeland, they are no longer eligible to participate in cultural exchange projects on behalf of their homeland."

"I seriously doubt that those lunatics will ban TT from entering the North American market."

"They can't stop it!"

"why?"

"Supporting the indigenous national culture is the most correct thing to do. Anyone who opposes it is racial discrimination."

"Hahahaha, you understand racial discrimination."

"Although this trick was created in the West, it's really damn easy to use."

"..."

"Eleven Hongqi convoys made a high-profile appearance"

"Mr. Luo once again made a high-profile appearance in the Middle East. What does he want?" 》

"Has TT's overseas expansion begun?" 》

"Why the Middle East Again?" 》

"..."

While Luo Hui was chatting with President Sheikh, the domestic Internet space was full of reports about Luo Hui's whereabouts.

Following the explosion of 100 million red coins just now, his popularity has become hot again.

By the way, it made TT popular.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that his execution trip to the Middle East must be related to promoting TT's overseas market.

After all, WeChat became big from the Middle East, and it became well known to everyone.

Think about it.

This time is no exception.

"How is the recent data of the video account?"

Brother Xiao Ma is also always paying attention to Luo Hui's whereabouts and changes in TT's data.

Seeing Luo Hui appear in the Middle East again, my heart suddenly skipped a beat: I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with this kid again in the field of short videos.

"The data is not ideal. There are only more than 30,000 active users, which is incomparable with TT. I think it should be operated separately." Zhang Long reported truthfully.

The video account was something he copied when he met Luo Hui.

Who would have thought.

This thing is a pit to begin with.

As a result, he developed it day and night, but few people used it.

Now that I see TT, I finally understand how to use the video number.

Unfortunately, QQ users are all PC users and are not very accustomed to using video accounts.

The best way is to separate the video account and operate it as a short video platform like TT.

"Independence, independence as soon as possible, and after independence, first open up the Middle East market."

Brother Ma made the decision very reluctantly.

Damn it.

It's such an unpleasant feeling to run after someone else without being able to see their back.

(End of this chapter)