Anchor with goods, the price of F2 is very reasonable, right?

Chapter 32 Official: Why are you panicking?

Chapter 32 Official: Why are you panicking?

Beijing, R&F Huating Community.

Chang Wen looked at the live broadcast room. Wang Yang stood under the F22 fighter jet, raised his fist and punched twice, and the coffee in his mouth sprayed directly onto the computer screen.

He hurriedly picked up the paper towel on the computer table and wiped the computer screen skillfully. His eyes were staring directly at the F22 fighter jet that looked like a steel behemoth in the live broadcast room.

This... this is really not a projection, it is a real F22 fighter model!
Good guy, Wang Yang is really capable. It's not easy to get such a restored F22 fighter model.

After all, an F22 fighter jet has a total length of 18.9 meters, a wingspan of 13.56 meters, and a height of 5.08 meters.

For such a big guy, even if you want to create a model with the same data, it is not an easy task. It will take at least half a year.

It seems that six months ago, when Wang Yang was confronting anti-fans in the live broadcast room, he was already thinking about making two models of F22 fighter jets to silence the anti-fans.

This Wang Yang is indeed an Internet player, and his brain is very good.

However, although it is a model, it is still a model of the F22 fighter jet. Even if it is actually sold online, it may violate regulations.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and called his director.

Soon, the call was answered: "Hey, director, that's it. Do you remember the anchor I showed you before, the anchor named Wang Yang?"

"Wang Yang? Who is it?" Zhang Wenchang hesitated for a moment and asked.

Chang Wen explained: "It's the anchor who threatened to bring F22 to fans in the live broadcast room and said he would bring down the price of F22."

"Let's just talk about it. I don't have time to remember it." Zhang Wenchang looked a little impatient.

Chang Wen smiled helplessly: "That's right, Director, I saw him selling a model of the F22 fighter jet in his live broadcast room. It should be a one-to-one replica based on the data of the F22 fighter jet. I want to ask, this kind of model Do I need to report the situation to the Ministry of Armed Forces or the relevant departments?”

"Model? Are you sure it's a model?" Zhang Wenchang asked casually, as if he was busy with something.

Chang Wen nodded: "That must be a model. After all, Wang Yang is an anchor. You also said that he can't even meet the top brass of the US military, let alone buy two real F22 fighter jets."

"Besides, even if he could buy it back and discover it during transportation, he wouldn't be able to hide it well."

Zhang Wenchang said "Yeah": "That makes sense. If it's just a model, then don't worry about it. Even if it is reported to the Ministry of Armed Forces, they won't care. As you said, it's just the appearance data of the F22 fighter jet. It’s just the same model.”

"Okay, Director, I feel relieved with your words."

Chang Wen hung up the phone and focused his attention on the computer screen again.

At this time, Wang Yang was already in the live broadcast room, preparing to announce the prices of these two F22 fighter jets.

……

Qingcheng, inside a rental house.

Liang Yuzhu sat in front of the computer, nervously watching the live broadcast room on the computer screen.

Previously, when she saw many anti-fans making trouble in the live broadcast room and asking Wang Yang to apologize, her heart was in her throat, fearing that today's live broadcast would be disturbed by these anti-fans.If these black fans really succeed, then Wang Yang will not be able to sell fighter jets today, let alone make so much profit.

But after watching Wang Yang personally walk under the fighter jet, then raise his hand to punch Fighter Bang Bang twice, and see the barrage in the live broadcast room begin to pick up, and there were signs of improvement, she was relieved.

Fortunately, at least these black fans didn't ruin the live broadcast, otherwise it would be troublesome.

"I hope that in today's live broadcast, we must sell both fighter jets, even if we sell one first, we can find a way to pay off some loans first." Liang Yuzhu murmured to himself, He held his knees tightly with both hands and wiped the sweat from his palms.

……

in the live room.

As Wang Yang said these words, the barrage came again.

[Brother Yang, hurry up and upload the link!We placed the order immediately. I believe those big fans couldn’t wait for it. They said they had raised the money three months ago and were waiting to place the order. 】

[Hahaha, yes, those big fans were so confident in what they said at the time, I thought they were all rich second generation people who could easily spend more than a billion to buy a real F22 fighter jet. 】

[My suggestion is to contact the people who left their phone numbers and messages immediately to prevent them from running away. Look, they are not talking now. It seems that they are scared. 】

[Haha, am I afraid?joke!I am a professional. Besides, I was talking about buying a real F22 fighter jet. Wang Yang made a model and wanted to trick me into buying it?How is that possible? Isn't this a scam? 】

[That’s not what you said before. What you said before is that as long as Brother Yang comes to F22, you will pay for it, no matter how much you want. 】

[Hey, you don’t care what these anti-fans say. They will definitely not admit their problems. They will definitely hide and hide as long as they can. It is impossible to buy. They are the only anti-fans who just talk about it. You ask them to pay for it. It’s hard to buy a car, but why not buy an F22? Stop talking nonsense. 】

【fart!That's a model, why should I buy it?What I want is a real F22 fighter jet that can fly in the sky, launch missiles, and conduct combat. This is not a model like this. 】

[I think you are just being stubborn, and now you want to renege on your debt after seeing Brother Yang create F22. 】

Watching the verbal battle between true fans and negative fans in the live broadcast room, Wang Yang smiled helplessly.

He had already expected this to happen. These anti-fans were professional talkers. Even if he really flew an F22 fighter jet into the sky, these anti-fans would not buy it. Just like what true fans said, They have trouble buying a car, why buy an F22?That's nonsense.

Moreover, Wang Yang did not originally regard these anti-fans as his main purchasing power. If he really wanted to buy F22, he would have to watch the big guys who were hidden in the live broadcast room and secretly watching the live broadcast.

After the previous momentum building and the wave of trending searches, it must have attracted many people to come to his live broadcast room to watch, and it is very likely that some big shots were attracted.

As long as the price Wang Yang reveals next can satisfy these big guys, they might just wave their hands and buy his fighter jets.

Of course, this probability is still relatively low, but Wang Yang still wants to give it a try.

Thinking of this, Wang Yang no longer hesitated. He raised his hand and first used some words to stop the barrage that was getting out of control.

"Just now, I asked my assistant to get in touch with the people who left their numbers and information. Unfortunately, they were all empty numbers, and even their names didn't match up. It's a pity."

(End of this chapter)

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