Chapter 2100 Nothing to Say

"I saw it," Liang Dong put the phone on speaker, turned on the speaker, and clicked on the uploaded video.

"Boss Liang, can we also launch an attack?" asked a colleague.

"Boss Liang, we should fight back immediately," said the subordinate.

"Wait a minute, it's just a few minutes," Liang Dong looked at the length of the video, which was less than five minutes.

It wouldn't be a problem for him to finish watching the five-minute video.

Having said that, he had already taken out another phone, and it was time to notify the professionals he had paid to start working.

"In fact, there's no need to wait any longer," said a colleague, "We can't wait any longer,"

The subordinate also meant that. He looked at Zhao Yong, who was still making an introduction speech on the stage with high spirits, and saw Feng Yiping, who was still the focus of the camera and video equipment in the audience, as always, with a gentle smile on his face, and thought to himself that you guys are really cunning.

You clearly gave us a time of two o'clock, which made us think that you would upload only after two o'clock. Who knew that you secretly uploaded one before two o'clock.

You are a big international company, okay? How can you be so flexible? No, how can you be so cunning?

You are a good American company, why do you learn strategies? Why do you play the 36 strategies of repairing the plank road in the open and crossing Chencang in secret?

You are so powerful and you still play this trick. How can we small companies fight back and play tricks?

Do you feel guilty?

So he also thinks, what are you waiting for? Start now, give them a killer blow now, and make these guys who are full of smiles and complacency feel uncomfortable as if they had eaten a fly.

Oh, no, we are not flies.

Let them feel bitter as if they had eaten coptis chinensis.

No, we are not coptis chinensis either.

It should be to make these guys shocked by our ability and talent, and look at our ability and talent with new eyes from now on, and let them understand that China is our home court.

"Haha, don't be impatient," Liang Dong double-clicked the mouse and enlarged the video frame to full screen. At this time, he had already edited a text message on the newly bought mobile phone and was waiting to click to send.

But wait, why does this short video look so familiar, so familiar?

The next moment, his colleagues and his men heard his scream through the phone and mobile phone respectively.

That is the sound that people make when they are extremely excited, such as when they are poor and about to be kicked out of the house, and they find that the lottery they bought has won the jackpot.

Of course, it is also possible that you have finally passed the driver's license test, and finally bought a second-hand van. When you drive on the road for the first time, suddenly, the Rolls-Royce in front of you brakes suddenly. Fortunately, you braked the car quickly, but before you have time to be thankful, the car behind you didn't brake, and pushed you at a speed of at least 60 yards per hour, hitting the noble and arrogant big butt of the Rolls-Royce..., that is the sound that will be made.

The colleague frowned, the subordinate covered the microphone, and said to the people around him with an apologetic look, "Sorry, sorry,"

The scream was really too loud and the effect was too scary, "Mr. Liang, what's wrong?" He asked anxiously.

Liang Dong was looking at the computer screen stupidly at this time, his mouth wide open, as if he had lost his voice.

On the phone, on the speaker of the mobile phone, colleagues and subordinates were still calling with concern, "Mr. Liang, Lao Liang, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Liang, hello, hello, can you hear me?"

They didn't know if Liang Dong could hear it, but they soon heard another crisp sound, which should be something falling to the ground.

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On the stage, Lao Mouzi whispered to Feng Yiping, "So you also made a short film?"

"Yes, but ours is called shoddy, you know, there is no plot, and no artistry, just a joke, a little cleverness, or simply a spoof," Feng Yiping turned around and explained to him a few words.

"A spoof that was approved by you, Mr. Feng?" Lao Mouzi smiled and glanced at him, obviously not quite believing it.

Although he didn't have much contact with Feng Yiping, he knew very well that this was a person who would not spoof when he was a minor. How could he spoof when he was in his twenties, when he was rich and famous?

How could it be possible?

Feng Yiping knew that he couldn't fool people with that, and he didn't want Lao Mouzi and the other two to have any opinions.

How should I put it? You invited the three of us with great fanfare and high secrecy to shoot a film of a few minutes each, but what I didn't expect was that you also made one, and it was quietly released first. How little confidence do you have in us to do this?

Do you know how much we care about our face in this circle? Do you know that you don't hit people in the face? If you are not satisfied with our results, you should have said it earlier. Men have a lot of work to do and don't need to be served! ——We are artists, so we have to be tough for a while. As for soft words, we will find time and opportunity to talk about them later.

"Let me put it this way. We made this movie ourselves, using non-professional actors, mainly to cater to the tastes of netizens, using spoofs as the main form of expression, which is very exaggerated and nonsensical, just to make everyone laugh,"

"Oh," he said, and the three of them immediately understood.

The development of Internet technology and the increasing popularity of photographic equipment have given more ordinary people the opportunity to use non-professional equipment to make some videos that they feel are quite good, but many of them are actually meaningless and not worth watching.

The key is that because of the increase in various online platforms, many of these videos have the opportunity to meet netizens. You know, even many directors' serious works have no chance to meet the audience.

It turns out that they made this kind of film.

This kind of film can't actually be called a film, but a video. At this time, several directors have a consistent view on them, that is, a kind of self-entertainment that attracts people's attention in various ways.

If this is the case, it is understandable.

They are an Internet company.

"Next, let's welcome Mr. Feng," Zhao Yong had finished his keynote speech and was applauding to welcome Feng Yiping to speak.

The reason for this arrangement is not that they don't care or respect the three directors. We can imagine that if in many occasions, the hard dishes are served first and the leaders are allowed to speak at the end, it is estimated that no one would be willing to stay and support them.

Feng Yiping walked to the podium with a smile, "Hello everyone!"

At this time, the media in the audience were a little agitated. They all wanted to check their phones. They knew where I was, so why did they keep calling me?

The one from Wolf Factory noticed this phenomenon.

So many reporters received calls at this time. He suddenly had a bad feeling. Could it be caused by the short film that Google launched?

"Someone asked me, what is search?" Feng Yiping said with a smile.

Although the one from Wolf Factory also admired Feng Yiping's eloquence, he knew that every time he gave a public speech, his level was very high.

He admired Feng Yiping's writing skills even more, because they all heard that whenever he gave a speech, the manuscript must be written by himself, but at this moment, he was a little too busy to listen to Feng Yiping's speech.

He felt that the most urgent thing was to see the short film on the Internet. What was going on? Why did Mr. Liang react like that?

He bent over and left the press conference, and then called his boss Liang Dong, but no one answered the phone.

He immediately called the colleague who stayed in the company on standby, and this time the call went through smoothly, "Xiao Li, has General Manager Liang arranged for us to start fighting back?"

"Fight back?" Xiao Li's voice sounded like the hollow, desolate and cold winter wind blowing through the desert, "How to fight back?"

This person wanted to slam the phone. One didn't answer the phone, and the other answered the phone but couldn't speak properly. Is this all?

He thought about it and hurriedly drove away from the most central part of the capital. In less than ten minutes, he was already sitting in an Internet cafe in an alley. Like other Internet cafes, the homepage was their hao123. He entered a few words in the search box, and immediately, the short film was searched out.

He couldn't wait to click on it. The film was less than five minutes long. He watched it for less than a minute and immediately understood why his boss and colleagues had such an abnormal reaction.

He looked at the computer and said stupidly, "Fuck you."

At this moment, music was coming from the headphones somewhere in the Internet cafe, a song by Richie Jen, "I'll let you fuck me, I'll let you fuck me, it's no big deal,"

He rolled his eyes to the sky, and was speechless.