kingnovel Chapter 752 Gambler
Chapter 752 Gambler
Wen Rong knew the news immediately.
Because he needs to take advantage of the immortal demon's fame, all news related to the immortal demon is now under his close monitoring.
After receiving the call, he immediately opened the mobile phone software. Unlike his previous dismissive attitude towards the Internet, he is now proficient in logging into various apps to search for relevant information.
Staring at the bright red undead demon on the hot search list and the word "explosive" following the interview, he gritted his teeth and clicked on it.
In such a short period of time, the number of comments and reposts has exceeded 10,000.
Seeing that dynamic, Wen Rong couldn't help but curse: "What interview! I withdrew the invitation, what else does she want to do?"
Another person was sitting opposite him, surfing the Internet with a tablet computer. He said nonchalantly, "Why did you withdraw the invitation? Isn't this a great opportunity?"
"Who knows what she's going to say in the interview! That little bastard is simply a lunatic!"
"If she wasn't crazy, she wouldn't be so popular. People like her have always been the center of attention." The man added, "And I don't think she feels that you withdrew the invitation. It just so happens that with this hesitant attitude, she will definitely agree if you invite her again."
"No!" Wen Rong was still very determined, "I have no way to control her words and actions. What if she says something unpleasant in the interview?"
"How bad can it be? I can't just scold you on the spot for no reason?"
"She dares." Wen Rong sneered, "She doesn't want fame anymore?"
"That's it."
"..."
"Or do you have some weakness that she absolutely cannot ask you about? But she is very interested in it?"
"…What weakness could I have?"
"Then I don't understand."
The man threw the tablet on the table. "This is free popularity, and it's right before the shareholders' meeting. The interview will be broadcast live first. As long as you don't make a big mistake, or even just stand next to Ye Kong and take a photo, you can get enough favorability to shake the shareholders. This opportunity is given to you for free, but you don't dare to accept it?"
"...Watch your attitude when you talk to me!" Wen Rong looked over with a sinister look.
The man immediately raised his hands in surrender: "Sorry, Mr. Wen, I was too anxious - after all, we are partners for the next few years, and I still rely on you to make a lot of money."
Wen Rong snorted and laughed: "If you know who you rely on to make money, you shouldn't be so superficial."
"…But you really won't consider it?"
The man sat up straight and lit up the tablet and handed it to him: "Look at the popularity and public opinion - as long as she is here, the live interview will definitely go viral. No matter what kind of sensational live content you want to make, it will be spread to the maximum extent. This is different from the small-scale charity activities in the past. Once your reputation is established, you may become the image spokesperson of the entire group in the future. It is highly binding, which is equivalent to turning the entire group into your appendage - this is something that your father has never done."
"..."
Wen Rong was silent.
He seemed to be in deep thought and struggling at the same time.
His eyes fell on the lit screen, which was the comment section of the Undead Demon. It was full of screams. Although he couldn't understand some of the words, in short, thousands of people were asking her to participate in the interview.
This small screen is like a huge vortex that can absorb the attention and cheers of countless people.
And the name of this vortex is Ye Kong.
The little bastard who dared to mention the Chi Wandiao in front of her many times and almost made her lose control.
Dare to ask such a question... God knows if she knows something.
But what could she know?
What she knows must have been told to her by Wen Can, so what does Wen Can know? What does Wen Can really know?
How is it possible? If Wen Can really knew even a little bit of the truth, why didn't he express anything all these years? He looked so normal, and no one could feel anything unusual.
The mask from Nangang reappeared in his mind.
Whenever he couldn't help but think back to that night, he could always feel the coldness of the mask, as if the mask would appear on his face at any time as the memory progressed.
This feeling is terrible, like being cursed by a vengeful spirit and being unable to get rid of it by yourself.
Through repeated recollections, repeated self-persuasion, and repeated pretended reasoning, he was sure that Wen Can must not have seen the face under the mask.
Just as he could never imagine, Wen Can knew the truth of seven years ago.
Or rather, he refused to imagine.
This is the same as a gambler refusing to face the fact that he lost all his fortune overnight. Before the house is sealed, his brain will automatically avoid the terrifying memory of the moment of loss.
So, absolutely not possible.
Impossible.
His sight slowly focused back on the screen.
He raised his hand and refreshed the page, and saw that there were already more than 20,000 comments and reposts.
-Don't think about it, accept the interview immediately! I'm fine with it whether it's a face interview or a text interview, just don't disappear!!!
-I want to see your face, I want to see your face, my wife, who knew that my childhood painter would become my wife! !
-Husband, please accept the interview immediately and ask the media to prepare ten cameras so that they can capture your face from all angles!
-Open your mind, can you just start a live broadcast and become a host? Even if you broadcast eating, sleeping, or being in a daze, I will definitely reward you to the top of the platform!
- Urge for more updates
-Accept it! What's there to think about! I'm kneeling down to beg you! You're so pretty, why don't you sell your face earlier! Do you despise money so much?! I know you have a lot of money, but wouldn't it be better for you to make a little more?!
-Push for more updates! By the way, urge for the interview, I want to see it right away
-Can you be with Wen Can? I'm not a fan but I want to be with them
……
There are many incomprehensible words and some strange abbreviations as I read along, but in short, they do not affect the conclusion - this is indeed an active comment section that only extremely popular people can have.
There are likes every second, comments and reposts every second, and they are all real people, there are no zombie fans.
No matter what style or language they are active in here, Ye Kong is their absolute center, sought after by thousands of people, and is a "god" who can attract countless people to flock to him and respond crazily with just a few words.
Wen Rong stared at the screen intently.
Those dark words mixed with countless exclamation marks twisted and connected, piling up into an extremely high mountain of glittering gold.
And standing on the top of the mountain was actually a little painter whom he hated and despised extremely.
This was really incomprehensible to him, and he couldn't understand it no matter how hard he tried.
But this did not stop him from wanting to get that mountain.
In his opinion, how could a cheap thing like this, who had an okay background but grew up like a beggar, deserve the admiration and praise of so many people?
These crazy voices of praise should only belong to the truly chosen ones.
For example... him, Wen Rong.
After so many years of charity work, the donations have reached almost 100 million yuan, but these people just don’t know about it.
He thought so, sitting elegantly with a serious look in his eyes. After a long while, he finally said, "In that case, let's invite you again."
"Even if she says something offensive during the live broadcast, I will tolerate her because I am the elder after all."
"That's right." The man clapped his hands approvingly. "Mr. Wen has always been kind and gentle. Isn't it because Young Master Wen inherited this from you that he is so well-received?"
He raised his head, thinking that his eyes were clear and serious, but the person opposite him only saw a pair of eyes that were so greedy that they were about to ooze pus.
The man smiled and said, "As for public opinion, I will be prepared - just wait for your popularity to spread across the country like the Undead Demon."