Rebel Demon King

Benner Nielsen, who was dressed in formal attire, opened the door with Fatty Pete, who was sweating profusely, and rushed into the live broadcast room that was not yet completely completed. For this "wedding of the century", he spent a lot of money and rented quite a lot of space as a live broadcast room near the Champ de Mars and the Champs Elysees. At this time, all venues in Paris are rented on an hourly basis, and there is no negotiation.

In order to save money, he and his team were stuck in time. At this time, the live broadcast room is being renovated intensively. The live broadcast stage, background boards, various light sources, and live broadcast equipment are still being installed and placed. The live broadcast room, which is slightly smaller than the classroom, is crowded with staff. The prop group, equipment group, The lighting team, operations team, field control... dozens of people of all sizes were crowded inside. At the end of the room, a group of people wearing blue work clothes were stitching together the background board of the anchor desk. The drawing boards around the background board were the Champ de Mars, the Eiffel Tower, Photos of scenes from the main wedding venues of the century, such as the Arc de Triomphe and the Palace of Versailles, were edited together. In the middle was an 8K giant-screen TV. Facing the position of the anchor desk, the lighting team climbed up the ladder while measuring the distance, and installed spotlights with the help of power-assisted devices and robotic arms. When power-assisted devices and robotic arms were not popular a few years ago, installing spotlights was cumbersome. For any troublesome project, all the workers needed to fill the classroom can now be completed by just a few people. Below the spotlights, camera tracks and camera cranes are also being laid. These two items are essential and take up space. They are the biggest headache for the equipment team. Outside the window is the Champ de Mars and the huge gift box that contains the Eiffel Tower. The person in the decoration team occupies that good spot. His new apprentice, who looks like a real-life Barbie Loren Gray, is sitting in a long row of products made by brands. Selecting suitable clothes in front of the sponsored clothes, Benner Nelson stared at his apprentice's proud unnatural figure and rolled his throat. Just when I was about to praise everyone's dedication, I saw people sitting on the sofas smoking in the coffee bar and tea bar in the corner on the right side of the door.

"Well, no matter how great a team is, there will always be people who take advantage of it. This is inevitable."

Benner Nelson noted down the appearance of the smoking man, and planned to ask the manager Harvey Zodin later who the unpleasant young man was, what his main job was, and how much his salary was.

After making the decision to rectify the workplace, Benner Nielsen immediately took the loudspeaker from the busy Pete, not caring that it was still stained with sweat, and said loudly: "Everyone, please stop what you are doing and listen to me. "

Hearing the boss's voice, everyone who was working stopped what they were doing. Even the staff who were sitting on the stairs and tightening the screws seemed to have been restrained. They held the electric screwdrivers and remained motionless. The sound of the screwdriver idling was gone.

Benner Nielsen was quite satisfied with this state of prohibition. He put down the loudspeaker first, turned to look at Jennifer, the operations director who was standing next to him in charge of operations, and said with a smile: "Hey, Jennifer, go ahead. Contact the 'New Babylon Sports Center' and ask who owns their broadcast rights. If it is in their own hands, don't ask me. Negotiate the price directly. No matter how much, I will get the exclusive broadcast rights. If you don't sell it, , let’s discuss the broadcasting rights again, and ask them to lower the definition of other people’s broadcasts, and give me the highest 8k, don’t bargain, it’s whatever they say, and the agreement will be issued immediately!”

"Don't you need me to discuss it with you first?"

"No need, call now."

"Okay, boss." Jennifer took out her phone, "But I will still ask for your opinion first."

Benner Nelson ignored Jennifer and couldn't wait to pick up the loudspeaker and continued: "There is something important that you need to know. Now we will not broadcast the 'Wedding of the Century' for the time being and broadcast 'Blood Moon'."

The quiet room immediately became noisy. Everyone looked at each other and asked each other what a "blood moon" was.

"Everyone, please don't worry about it so much. Just listen to my arrangement. Take down the background board first and replace it with 'The Land of Ancient Babylonian Ruins'."

"Ah~~~?" The person in charge of the props team holding the matepad exclaimed, "Boss, are you kidding me?"

"Go, go quickly, go now, find some copyright-free pictures, print them out immediately, cut them a little and paste them on this board."

"That way. Then we won't be able to use this board!"

"If you can't use it, don't use it. Not only the background board needs to be replaced, but also the century wedding flower card with the names of Napoleon VII and Athena on it. That one is a bit expensive, so don't change it yet, put it aside for later use! The overall atmosphere Make it bloody, make it darker, make it darker, add elements like dark angels, hell, and, by the way, the Tower of Babel." Benner Nelson said quickly, "Go quickly. Don't waste a second."

The person in charge of the props team shrugged his shoulders, took a pen to record on the foldable matepad, and said helplessly: "You are the boss, you have the final say!"

Benner Nelson looked around and said: "The lighting and live broadcast teams will continue to work according to your original plan. Just listen to what I say." He looked at the tall and translucent floor-to-ceiling glass windows. , "Stephen, get a black curtain and cover the entire window."

Executive director Stephen asked in surprise: "Ah? Boss, isn't being able to see the panoramic glass windows of the Eiffel Tower and the Champ de Mars the selling point of our live broadcast?"

"I don't need you to ask questions now, I just need you to implement my decision now!" Benner Nelson raised his index finger and tilted his head and said loudly, "OK?"

"OK, OK!" Stephen nodded, "I will hang up the curtains for you. They can be taken down at any time, right?"

Benner Nelson looked at Jennifer who had walked to the window and was on the phone. He lowered his voice slightly and asked, "Jennifer, how are you?"

Jennifer covered the microphone. "They sold the rights to live TV and Internet broadcasts to Al Jazeera." She said, "I am in contact with them now."

"Immediately, immediately, tell them that I need exclusive broadcast rights. Let them quote how much."

"Okay boss~!" Jennifer raised the phone again and walked to a more secluded corner.

Benner Nelson waved his hand first, as if he wanted to say something, then put down his hand and quickly walked towards Jennifer who had moved to the corner. He stood aside and listened quietly, his fingers always like flies. When he is nervous, he will make a lot of small movements. This problem has never been corrected.

After hanging up the phone, Jennifer looked back at Benner Nielsen. She was startled, grabbed the phone, covered her heart, and took a few steps back.

Benner Nelson supported Jennifer, and without even having time to comfort her, he asked bluntly: "What do you say over there?"

"They are asking for 12 billion world currency." Jennifer waved her hands and expressed disbelief, "Oh my god, the broadcast rights for the Chosen Global Competition are only for this price."

"Exclusive broadcast rights?" Benner Nelson stared at Jennifer and asked with suppressed excitement.

"Yes, except for their TV stations and live broadcast rooms."

"Here!" Benner Nelson raised Jennifer's hand holding the phone to the other person's ear, "Have them send an electronic version of the contract immediately, and I will have the finance department prepare the money transfer."

"Boss????" Jennifer opened her eyes wide and looked at Benner Nielsen as if he were a fool. Her hands were still shaking, and the iPhone she held in her hand fell directly towards the floor.

Benner Nielsen had quick eyesight and quick hands. He bent down and reached out to take Jennifer's iPhone Then you won’t be afraid of dropping your phone. Just now, my phone fell from the fifth floor and it didn’t hurt at all.”

Jennifer looked at her mobile phone in Benner Nielsen's hand. It took her a while to react, and she said loudly and eagerly: "Boss, has your brain been kicked by a donkey?"

Benner Nelson said word for word: "I am very awake now." He put the phone into Jennifer's hand, "I also hope that you can stay awake like me and do your best to support my work!"

"Two billions!" Jennifer held her head in her hands and threw away the mobile phone she had just held again. "Oh my God! That's 1.2 billion. Do you know about the wedding of the century between Napoleon VII and Athena? , our exclusive broadcast rights in North America are only 1.8 billion!"

Benner Nelson reached out again to catch the iPhone that had slipped from Jennifer's hand. When he handed it to her again, he patted her shoulder and said: "Eighteen billion, that's only the live TV rights, not including the Internet, I know Jennifer, now I feel that the 1.2 billion is worth more, and it’s the kind of thing that you have to place an order for.”

Jennifer did not answer the phone, but raised her hand and rubbed her temples, "You have to let me prepare mentally."

"There is no time. Every minute that passes, we not only have to lose a lot of sponsorship fees, but we also face a huge risk of increasing the price of broadcast rights."

"Oh~ it can also increase in price? That's really a heck of a lot."

"Jennifer trusts my professional judgment."

Jennifer sighed and reluctantly took the phone from Benner Nelson, "Sometimes it's not a bad thing if the phone breaks."

Benner Nielsen laughed "haha", "Don't be downcast." He winked at Jennifer, "Get ready for the biggest traffic since "War of Dusk"! I will let everyone see it, Your emperor is back!!"

Jennifer ignored the boss's inexplicable excitement and pressed her eyebrows, "Since you are so confident, I will ask them to send you the electronic contract." She breathed a sigh of relief and raised her phone, "Are you ready? Good transfer.”

"I'm going to call Chelsea now." Benner Nielsen took out his Huawei satellite phone from his pocket. The Huawei phone that fell from the fifth floor only had the body and the screen. The scratches did not affect the use at all. He pressed his fingerprint and said directly, "Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, call Chelsea's number."

A sweet female voice came from the mobile phone, "Okay, boss." After a pause, it said, "Do you want me to dial Stone Chelsea, who has 173D breasts, or Amanda Che, who has 168C breasts and tattoos? Ersa, is she still Michelle Rodriguez Ersa with 178G breasts but a stinky personality and a money-worshiping personality who has to buy at least one Chanel Michelle Rodriguez Ersa when we meet, or is Ersa the stingy Ersa?”

A group of people wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. They all pretended to be concentrating on the work in hand, but were actually glancing at the boss with their peripheral vision to see how he would react.

However, Benner Nielsen showed no embarrassment. He just frowned, stared at the phone and asked: "Xiaoyi, you were not so stupid last time. You can completely identify who I am looking for? Didn't you drop your head? Is it broken?”

"Maybe." Xiaoyi paused and asked again, "Do you want me to dial Stone Chelsea, who has 173D breasts, or Amanda, who has 168C breasts and tattoos?"

Hearing Xiaoyi's gentle inquiry, many people couldn't hold it in and laughed out loud.

Benner Nielsen naturally raised his hand to make a silent expression, and then stopped Xiaoyi's thoughts, "The last stingy Chelsa."

"Ok."

A moment later, the call number came from the phone, and soon the call was connected. Benner Nelson couldn't wait to say: "Chelsea, prepare 1.2 billion for me immediately, I want to transfer it to"

Before Benner Nielsen finished speaking, the other party cursed: "Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? Did you cheat me on a phone scam?"

After scolding the other party, he hung up the phone. Benner Nielsen didn't have a chance to explain for a second. He opened his mouth and listened to the busy tone of "beep~beep~beep~" in the receiver, with a dull look on his face.

Everyone laughed at this, and many of them laughed unscrupulously.

Benner Nielsen cursed, "god damn." He dialed Chelsea's phone again, and after a long wait on the call, he finally got through again.

"I told you liars to stop messing with me! If you fight, I will ask my boss to expose you liars. My boss is Benner Nielsen! The world's largest self-media!"

"Okay! Okay! Chelsea, listen to me, I am your boss, Benner Nelson."

"Don't think that I will be fooled if you use AI voice! I'm not that easy to fool."

"Chelsea, AI is omnipotent, but it will definitely not come into my mind and steal my memory of you, right? Cheapskate, remember in which year I hired you to work for me In 2008, when my property was wiped out in the financial crisis, you had just been laid off because of sexual harassment. You rejected your boss, your uncle John Sr., who told you that you should come to me. Try it, and then, I say to you, I am a pauper now, what financial advice do you have for me? Tell me, no, Mr. Benner, your greatest wealth is not the money in the bank, but you. , the reputation you enjoy in America is your wealth. Before your reputation goes bankrupt, you are a rich man, and you are by no means a pauper. So I nodded and said okay, Chelsea, what are you doing now? I work, can I owe you half a year's salary first? I'll guarantee it with my reputation. Of course it's no problem, you say."

Chelsea on the other side of the phone interrupted Benner Nielsen's emotional narration and said again without mercy: "Boss, was your head kicked by a donkey?"

The laughter in the live broadcast room was even louder, and this time more people stopped what they were doing to watch the phone showdown between the boss and the company's finance.

Benner Nielsen never minded being a joke, but he was very concerned about his impact on the work efficiency of his subordinates, so he turned off the speakerphone and walked to the side, lowering his voice and said: "No, Chelsea, how can I offend you?" Already?"

"What do you need 1.2 billion for? What girl needs 1.2 billion from you?"

Probably because the headphone amp was also broken, the phone still had the loudspeaker turned on. The sound was a little ridiculous when it was leaned against his ear, which startled Benner Nielsen. His whole body trembled and he almost heard it again. Throw the phone out. The surroundings erupted into even more enthusiastic laughter, as if they were watching a comedy movie starring Benner Nielsen.

"Girl? Do you think your boss is such a confused person?" Benner Nielsen wiped the sweat from his forehead and amplified his voice, but he could not hide his guilt, "I am doing something big, I want to buy 'Old Babylon' Exclusive network-wide broadcast rights for Land of Ruins'!"

"what?"

"I want to buy the exclusive broadcast rights for the entire network of 'The Land of Ancient Babylon'."

"Because of the 'Blood Moon'?"

"You know?" Benner Nelson said with a smile, "As long as you know, prepare the money immediately."

"Then you might as well spend the money on this girl!" Chelsea said coldly, "Then we can get a lot back if we file a lawsuit!"

"No, Chelsea, are you questioning my professionalism?"

"I'm questioning your knowledge of the company!"

"2No one knows my company better than me." Benner Nelson said with some annoyance, "Chelsea, I am the boss!"

"You know your company best? Oh~ My dear boss, do you know how much money is left in the company's account?"

"FXXK! Your question is on point. I usually have the least idea about money."

"How many?"

Benner Nelson's tone weakened and he asked humbly: "How much did you say?"

"There are less than 70 million world coins left, which is only enough for you to pay a salary for a year and a month, pay taxes for six months, and spend a few weeks in the 'explosion space'!"

"Explosion Room" is one of the hottest nightclubs in the world, and it is also the most luxurious nightclub in Newtown and even the United States. Over the years, Benner Nielsen has spent a lot of money there.

When he heard the name, his tone became weaker, and even the curse was weak, "FXXK, the taxes in America are still too high."

"right?"

"Obviously. You know this better than me." Benner Nelson hesitated and said humbly, "Can you think of some way to help the company raise 1.2 billion for me?"

Chelsea's tone was cold, "I advise you not to be impulsive. Two billion is not a small number. What you are buying now is just the exclusive rights to broadcast a live broadcast in the Land of Relics. It is not the century of Napoleon VII and Athena." The exclusive broadcasting rights of the wedding. If it is the latter, I won’t say anything. You can steal, rob or cheat. I will support you in buying the exclusive broadcasting rights.”

"How much did the broadcast rights of their wedding cost in total?"

"The exclusive TV broadcasting rights in the Europa region are 3 billion world dollars. This money is paid by the French National Television. It may be a bit watery, but America's 1.8 billion and China's 2.2 billion are real. It's just this. It sold for 7 billion in three regions. The online live broadcast rights were won by YouTube and Penguin Video. YouTube paid 4 billion, and Penguin only broadcast in Asia, but it also spent 2.8 billion, just for the online live broadcast. With the income, the entire cost of this 'Wedding of the Century' can be paid. The sales of all broadcast rights of this 'Wedding of the Century' have set a new record - a total of 23 billion world coins have been collected globally, and this is still Excluding fees paid by major sponsors such as LV, CHANEL, and BVLGARI.”

"FXXK, Napoleon VII is robbing money!"

"Napoleon VII and Athena are the top people in the world. Their marriage is undoubtedly the most unique event of this century. In terms of value, it is well worth the money they spent! But what are you doing with your 1.2 billion? ? It’s really better for you to spend time in a nightclub. Isn’t there a crazy X show in Paris? You can go and have fun tonight! I won’t stop you!”

"Chelsea, listen to me." Benner Nielsen looked up and looked around, but found no hidden place. The streets were full of people when he went outside, and it was not as safe as the live broadcast room. He said vaguely: "You still have to go outside." You can't understand, but soon, very soon, you will know how correct my decision is. 'Blood Moon Mode' is not that simple, it will definitely produce more explosive news than 'Wedding of the Century', believe me."

Chelsea on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, then sighed, "Boss, are you sure you want to do this? Risk everything?"

"determine."

"Okay! Okay! Boss, the company belongs to you. I will contact the bank now to see if I can borrow the money. Let me warn you first, even if the company and your credit are used as collateral, the interest rates will be astronomical. You should be mentally prepared first.”

"I understand, Chelsea, feel free to do it boldly, we will not go bankrupt. Instead, this will be a new starting point for our Spark Media."

"I hope so."

Chelsea hung up the phone, and Benner Nelson put the phone back in his pocket, closed his eyes and prayed. When he turned his head, he saw that all the employees had stopped working and stared at him in silence.

"What's the matter? Guys? You have to continue working after laughing. The rent here is charged by the minute. FXXK, every minute you delay is equivalent to me watching the girls on 'Crazy X Show' take off one less thing." Clothes! My salary is not that easy to get!"

"boss"

Fatty Pete hesitated and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by a violent push on the door. Palma rushed in after returning from the Eiffel Tower. Not only had he not had time to take off his smelly and dirty construction worker's coat, but the yellow helmet with the words "Safety First, Quality Oriented" written on his head was also still on his head. The moment he opened the door, he shouted and asked: "Boss, you're not really determined to bet on the blood moon, are you?"

Benner Nelson nodded and said, "Yes."

Only then did Palma remember to take off his helmet, "I don't object to your plan to sow the blood moon, but the 'Wedding of the Century' can't be completely thrown away!" He looked at Loren Gray who was standing by the window, excited. He said, "Why don't you give the task of live broadcasting the wedding of the century to me and Gray, and we will start work on both sides at the same time. In this case, all the early investment and work will not be wasted. It is also a double insurance. In case, I It means that if the live broadcast at the 'Land of Ancient Babylonian Ruins' does not go smoothly, you can take over the live broadcast of the 'Wedding of the Century' again."

Benner Nelson snapped his fingers like a flash of inspiration, "What you said reminded me!"

Palma thought that Benner Nielsen had accepted his suggestion, so he breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "You know, all of us here have paid a lot for this 'Wedding of the Century', so we just give up, It’s such a shame. It’s the best option for us to bet on both sides.”

"No, Parma." Benner Nelson shook his head. "My idea is that we all move to the live broadcast room over at the Palace of Versailles and transform the live broadcast room over there into the Blood Moon Live Broadcast Room. How many people can you bring to stay?" Here, get ready for the transition”

"Connection work?" Palma asked doubtfully, "What do you mean, I don't quite understand."

Benner Nelson leaned into Palma's ear and whispered: "Do you remember what I told you at the beginning? How did the Eiffel Tower fall? At that time, I only thought of Lucifer, the Saint and Napoleon VII. Relationship, ignoring the relationship between Athena and the Saint. It was you who reminded me just now. FXXK, saying that Napoleon VII was a bastard is really underestimating him! He is definitely a genius in the world of picking up girls! I have a strong feeling that this tower ." At the critical moment, Benner Nielsen's phone rang. When he saw Chelsea's name, he immediately said to Palma: "Wait a minute." He pressed the answer button.

"I just asked several banks, insurance companies and guarantee companies. The highest bidder is 'Metropolitan', which is 800 million. They are willing to sign a betting contract with you. If you don't pay the money within half a month, , then the company belongs to them."

"Eight hundred million? Oh~ This condition is not too harsh, but the money is a bit short."

"Boss, listen to me, they think the company is not worth the price, but you are worth it, so the prerequisite is that the company owns your personal contract for at least fifteen years. And a profit clause must be added, that is, you must guarantee to contribute to the company every year If you sign this contract to earn 1.5 billion, it is equivalent to signing a contract of betrayal!"

"A contract to sell oneself? What is a contract to sell oneself? I just think the sale is not enough now. You can discuss it with them. 1110 million, I will do whatever they want me to do, even if it is to sell PY for fifteen years!"

Chelsea said very speechlessly: "You are really trying too hard."

"I just believed I could win."

"Okay~ I'll go talk"

Before Benner Nelson could put down the phone, Palma looked at Benner Nelson in disbelief and murmured: "Boss, are you crazy? You want to borrow 11 billion to buy a 'Land of Ancient Babylonian Ruins'" Live broadcast rights?" He held his head and said in despair, "Oh my god! I don't even know what was agreed upon."

"Just tell me how much money you still have in your account." Benner Nielsen put his cell phone on the table at hand and picked up the loudspeaker again. "Everyone, come here quickly and report your deposits. Quick, quick, quick !”

Everyone in the live broadcast room put down what they were holding and walked over in confusion.

Benner Nelson looked at Fat Pete who was standing aside, "Speed ​​up, Pete, you start first."

"I have saved approximately 3.5 million world coins."

"That's right, Pete, I finally understand the benefits of not having a girlfriend. Three and a half million." Benner Nelson quickly wrote down an IOU. "This is an IOU, and it can also be regarded as an investment agreement. You can do it now." Transfer it to the company's account!" Fatty Pete said "Oh", took out his mobile phone and operated it for a while. After finishing the transfer, he asked: "Why did you transfer it, boss?"

"Let's do something big together. Whether I can sit on my hands for the rest of my life and whether you can achieve financial freedom for the rest of my life depends on this!"

"Do you still have the rest of your life?"

"A man is only halfway through when he is sixty years old. No matter how many years you can live in the future, you will still be the other half. This has nothing to do with age. This has to do with whether you can still pick up girls. When you lose your yearning for beautiful women, you This is the beginning of the second half of your life.”

Fatty Pete shook his head and said, "I can't understand."

Benner Nelson said solemnly, "When I make you rich this time, if you invite me to the 'Explosion Space' to spend some money, you will understand!" He snapped his fingers and looked at his apprentice, "Gray, how much money do you have? Don't say your savings are smaller than Peter's."

"Deposit? What's a deposit?" Loren Gray rolled his eyes, "Not only am I a money earner, I also have to live on credit cards every month."

"Oh my god~ The salary I give you is not low. You also operate some accounts yourself. Logically speaking, you must have at least more than 100,000 yuan a month, right?"

"Boss, do you think more than 100,000 yuan a month is enough for a woman like me to maintain her dignity? It's not even enough for me to buy one or two bags."

"For things like buying a bag, you can just go to the sponsor dad, right? You have to pay for it yourself? Are you wasting your talent too much?"

"Huh? I don't want to flatter a man just for a few bags."

"Okay~ okay~ You are more principled than I thought, and I support you." Benner Nelson said regretfully, "It's a pity that you lost an opportunity this time to never have to look at a man's face again."

"including you?"

"Of course, including me!" Benner Nelson said with a wink. "It's a pity that you don't have the habit of saving. Gray, do you know how important saving is now? You can only watch the opportunity slip away from your hands." .”

"Boss, are you kidding me?"

"Do you think I can easily spend all my wealth? Gray, do you think your boss has been able to get to this position all these years because of luck? Damn luck, if I were lucky, I would be sitting on the leather chair of the president of News Corporation. It’s me.”

Loren Gray was convinced by Benner Nelson in a few words. She closed her eyes, clenched her fists and said, "Although I have no deposits, my credit card limit is quite high. I can withdraw cash."

Benner Nielsen's eyes lit up and he asked: "How high?"

"The seven or eighty-eight cards in total are about one or two million world coins, right? I'm not so sure either."

"It seems that you are a good girl who keeps your word. I love you so much!" Benner Nelson hugged Loren Gray and kissed him on the forehead. "Quickly, find Chelsea and ask her to give it to you. Get a QR code and you can pay it directly to the company, and I will save you the handling fee for cash withdrawals. You can swipe as much as you want."

"I still have to save some living expenses!"

"Before you make money, I will cover all your living expenses! Gray, don't worry! Follow me and you won't have any worries!" After saying that, Benner Nelson looked at the stylist beside Loren Gray, the girly Mike. Well, "McKenn, don't say you are a member of the Moonlight Tribe. I know you. You must have a lot of savings."

McKeon rolled his eyes at Benner Nelson and said delicately: "Three hundred thousand, boss, I really don't have any more."

"It's your turn, Justin, oh forget it, Justin, forget it, you still have five children to raise. There's no need to gamble with us."

Instead, Justin quit and said loudly: "Boss, I have half a million, I just don't want to work anymore."

Benner Nelson nodded without hesitation and said: "Okay! Okay! Join in!"

"Eleven hundred million!"

"Done?"

"nailed it."

“I love you Chelsea!

"But there's still a shortfall of 30 million! I was in the live broadcast room just now, and I found someone to collect 28.2 million, and it has been transferred to the company's account. You and Parma can pool the remaining 1.8 million together. .”

"OK, then I want them to fax the contract over now. Then I will need you to sign via video and press your thumbprint."

Benner Nielsen replied with a smile: "No problem." Then he turned to the employees who still didn't quite understand what was going on and had already handed over the money, "Guys! Get ready to make a fortune!" He said He jumped onto the table next to him and raised his right hand holding the phone, "I tell you, we picked up a big leak this time. This is an unprecedented opportunity, even better than the one that fell from the sky in the 'Twilight War' The pie is even more exaggerated. I dare to promise you that after New Year's Day, you will all follow me and fly away from the nine-to-five social life. As long as you hold on to our company's stocks, you can lie on the beach in Miami every day. Enjoy the sun and cocktails”

Although the employees still didn't know what happened or what was going to happen, their blood was excited by Benner Nielsen's heroic words, and they started shouting and screaming, just like traders on the stock exchange. Caught in the bull market wave.

"In just these few days, everyone has tightened the clockwork for me and obeyed my command. Soon, the whole world will focus on me. No, it will focus on us! Focus on our Spark Media!"

Benner Nielsen was in a state of joy when Jennifer, who was standing by the window, suddenly raised her cell phone and said with an embarrassed expression: "Boss, congratulations on not having to sell your butt! Just now Al Jazeera said that TV and online broadcasts The rights have been sold.”

"What? Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! They probably haven't signed the contract yet. They should raise the price immediately. No matter how much it is, I will take it!" Benner Nelson shouted angrily.

"Impossible, boss." Jennifer said with a bitter smile, "Thirty billion. I don't know where the madness came from, breaking the record of broadcast rights sales just set by Napoleon VII's Wedding of the Century, and spending thirty billion. , bought all the live broadcast rights directly from Al Jazeera." She shook her head and said incoherently, "Thirty billion, thirty billion, I really don't understand whether people nowadays need to do business. A little bit of logic. I really can’t understand it, I really can’t understand it.”

The people in the live broadcast room are at least considered industry insiders, and they fully understand what kind of retarded behavior it is to buy a live broadcast permission for 30 billion. This is completely different from the mature commercial operation model of "Wedding of the Century". Instead, it seems like someone has been threatened and bought out his own black history with 30 billion.

In short, no one can understand this extremely abnormal behavior. But they can completely understand why the boss risked his life and fortune to buy the exclusive broadcast rights of "The Land of Ancient Babylonian Ruins". This seemingly nonsensical and crazy behavior.

"If we have just signed a contract with Al Jazeera, then it stands to reason that Al Jazeera will split the 30 billion with us, right?" someone asked in a trembling voice.

Jennifer's hands were also shaking. She didn't know whether she was laughing or crying. She said with an ugly face: "Yes, if the other party wants exclusive broadcast rights, I think we can take at least 30 billion from it." Ten billion, or even more.”

There were exclamations and wails, especially those employees who had just participated in the transfer to Benner Nielsen. Everyone was calculating how much dividends they could get according to Benner Nielsen's promise. However, every time a number was calculated, The screams became louder.

"Ten billions flew away in one fell swoop! How many Hermes are those!"

With tears in his eyes, Loren Gray was counting how many Hermes he could buy with his dividends. McKeon, who was standing aside, tilted his head to prevent the tears from leaving his eyes. He also took out a tissue and handed it to Loren Gray, "Don't cry on your makeup." I don’t have the energy to paint it again for you!”

Justin, the father of five children, murmured with dull eyes: "My Miami, my luxury car, my beach house, my champagne and cocktails. Finally I don't have to send my daughter to school or change my son's diapers." ! I finally don’t have to look at that woman’s face and let her take good care of me! I almost have everything, except for this.”

The only one who felt that tens of billions of transfers in a few minutes was not enough, he hugged his head in despair and squatted on the table, like an Emeishan monkey who just wanted to steal tourists' food, "Who can lend me another two?" Nineteen billion would be great!”

An ukiyo-e of extreme joy and sorrow was staged in the live broadcast room. Everyone went from ignorance, confusion, worry, expectation, shock, and broken dreams. In just a few dozen minutes, they experienced the most ups and downs in their lives. This sudden ups and downs instantly makes everyone age several years.

Only Benner Nielsen did not fall into a state of madness where he was crying and laughing. He had not given up completely. He was looking through his address book and reciting each other's names one by one, as if he was looking for the last chance. Soon he saw the name of his former boss, Fox News President Robert Clough.

"I'm so glad I haven't deleted your number yet, old bastard!"

Even though Benner Nelson knew that there was a 99.9 percent chance that calling Robert Crawford would result in ridicule, he still pressed the green phone sign without hesitation for a second.

“Du~~~~~du~~~~~du~~~~~~”

The long ring tone always lingered in the loudspeaker, and the other party never answered the phone. Until the last second, when it was about to change to "The number you dialed is not answered," Robert Crawford seemed to be deliberately testing his I was very patient, so I pressed answer at this time.

"hello~"

"Hello~Crawford."

"Who are you?"

The other party pretended to be confused, but Benner Nelson pretended not to understand and said with a smile: "It's me, your former favorite general, Nelson."

"Nelson? Which Nelson? Tell me clearly!"

Benner Nielsen said with a smile: "Benner Nielsen."

"Oh~~Oh~~~ It's you~ Nelson, long time no see. Didn't you become an internet celebrity?"

When the other party said the words "Internet celebrity", it was full of ridicule that could not be concealed. Benner Nielsen still completely ignored it and admitted openly, "Yes, I also opened an Internet media company now." , not only does MCN, but also does product live broadcasts and news reviews.”

"Oh~oh~~Yes, I'm really glad that you have achieved remarkable achievements after leaving FOX. It's just a pity that you will never return to the real media world." Robert Crawford seemed to suddenly think Something important came up, "Oh~ By the way, you don't live over the Champ de Mars with those group of self-media celebrities? You don't live in the Palace of Versailles, do you? Can your self-media enter the media center of the wedding of the century?" If you can get in, I can arrange for our host to interact with you, just like helping an old subordinate."

Benner Nielsen couldn't even smile but went straight to the topic with a deadpan expression, "Let's forget about it for now. I have exclusive super news here."

"Oh? What other news can be bigger than the wedding of Napoleon VII?"

"Even more heavyweight."

"Huh? After so many years since Nelson left Fox, his ability to brag has gotten better and better!"

"When have you ever seen me make an error in professional judgment?"

"Maybe." Robert Crawford said noncommittally, "Tell me what you think. My time is limited, and I have to attend the reception banquet of the French Royal Wedding Preparatory Committee later."

"There is news in the 'Land of Ancient Babylonian Ruins', someone triggered the 'Blood Moon Mode'."

"If you want to say this, there's really no need to waste time."

"Someone spent 30 billion to buy Al Jazeera's live broadcast rights of 'The Ruins of Ancient Babylon'. Now I am talking to people from Al Jazeera. We still have a chance."

"Thirty billion?" Robert Crawford laughed loudly. "Nelson, are you now a telecommunications fraudster? Are you talking about thirty billion? Do you know about the wedding of the century between Napoleon VII and Athena? The broadcast rights were purchased for more than 20 billion yuan."

"I know, 23 billion world coins." Benner Nelson said, "But you can inquire about the news of 30 billion. I know some inside information, and I think the price is definitely worth it, so my suggestion is , we can cooperate.”

"Cooperation?" Robert Crawford laughed and said, "Are you kidding, Nielsen, how can we at Fox News cooperate with you, a small internet celebrity? How about you write a job application now and send it to me? Come here, I will consider helping you get an interview opportunity and let you return to the media industry."

Benner Nelson said seriously: "Crawford, I'm not joking, I'm serious. This is not only my opportunity, but also an opportunity for Fox. Fox has not defeated ABC and CNN in so many years. This time it will definitely defeat ABC." and CNN underfoot!”

Robert Crawford said contemptuously: "Thank you for giving me this opportunity Nelson, but unfortunately, I don't need it. But you, as your old boss, still have to advise you to change your bad habits. Don’t dare to do anything for the sake of ratings. Do you know how many people you have offended?”

Benner Nielsen sighed, jumped down from the table, walked straight to the young man who was still smoking in the rest area, and without saying a word, snatched the "555" that had just been smoked for a third of the time. Under the confused gaze of the other party, he calmly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, took a cigarette in his mouth, took two puffs, and looked at the huge gift box on the other side of the Seine.

The sun has set, and the streets and alleys of Paris are full of colored lights and flowers. The gift box opposite is emitting pink fluorescence, and the red butterfly ribbon is like a neon light that lights up the entire city. Heart-shaped graphics are glowing in the night. The lower pulsation is so beautiful. The bottom of the gift box is full of tourists. There are more people than before when the tower was still there. Everyone is holding up their mobile phones to take pictures. It can be said to be a new landmark of Paris.

"Who bought the live broadcast rights? Athena or the Saint of Hier? It looks like Athena's behavior, but what was her motivation for buying the live broadcast rights?" Benner Nielsen was confused. Want to understand, "No matter who it is, Lucifer, Saint Hierre, Athena and Napoleon VII, this is the ultimate picture of this wedding!"

Thinking that there is still time before the most shocking moment arrives, Benner Nielsen narrows his eyes. Giving up is not his approach. No matter what obstacles he encounters, he will continue to find ways to bypass them, even if it means doing something unsightly. Human activities. Having made up his mind, he threw away the cigarette, crushed it under his feet a few times, and asked loudly: "Fat man, what progress has Blood Moon made now!"

Fatty Pete, who was holding the computer, raised his head and replied: "They had a quarrel just now, and now they are divided into two groups. There are twenty-six people in one group, accounting for the majority. In Virgo and Salman's The normal path led by the leader. There are only seven people in the other group, John Petrovich, Bloody Mary, Magnus, a prince of Norway, Garbo, a big Internet celebrity with 20 million fans, and Two Han people, one seems to be Li Rongxuan, the illegitimate daughter of Samsung Group President Li Shixian, and another named Jin, who seems to be from Gaoli. The last one I don’t know his name, and no one discusses him. There are seven of them. I'm on a mission, retrieving something now."

"There is still a chance! There is still a chance!" Benner Nielsen walked back to the center of the live broadcast room, raised his hands and clapped his hands, "Don't be despondent! It's not the time to give up yet, the camera crew will try to get as much as they can Get portable equipment, especially micro-devices and drones, and we’ll head to Baghdad now!”

"Go to Baghdad?" Palma was shocked. "We don't even have broadcast permission, why are we going to Baghdad?"

"You can also enter the New Babylon Athletic Center to take photos. The investigation is not strict. You stay here." Benner Nielsen thought for a while and said, "It's better not to stay here. It's a pity that you don't have a carrier, so try to use remote The remote-controlled photography equipment remains here, all arranged by the windows, aiming at the Eiffel Tower."

"Why?" Palma asked in confusion, his face wrinkled.

"Don't worry about why." Benner Nielsen said, "You should immediately find a suitable vantage point, such as the Montparnasse Tower, which is very suitable. Set up equipment and prepare more drones, especially those that can take photos of the chosen one." The specifications of the ultra-high-speed telephoto drone used in battles exceed those of the 'Twilight Battle'."

Palma nodded in realization, "I understand."

Benner Nelson patted Parma on the shoulder and said solemnly: "I'll leave this to you first. I've made arrangements there and will come over in advance."

"Okay, boss." Palma's whole body was shaking, "I haven't been this excited for a long time."

Benner Nelson smiled and said, "Me too." He touched his phone and found that it was still thrown on the table in the middle, so he said to Palma, "Take your phone and shoot a video for me and send it to me later. Me, I posted it on my account matrix.”

Palma immediately took out his cell phone and pointed it at Benner Nelson, "OK?"

Benner Nelson rubbed his face with his hands, took a deep breath, and shouted in a low voice as if to cheer himself up: "ACTION!"

The fill light came on and hit Benner Nielsen's face. He seemed to be a different person, with a friendly and charming smile. He spread his hands and said: "Oh~ Good evening, guys, I am in Paris now. Look out the window and see the gift box that Napoleon VII prepared for the goddess Athena. It has not been opened yet. Maybe you can’t wait for it to be opened, or you are waiting for me to reveal the secret to you. I once said that I would do this. , but now I don’t want to do it, it’s not that I don’t want to, but I can’t. I will immediately charter a flight to Baghdad, where a big event happened in the ‘Land of Ancient Babylonian Ruins’. Maybe you have heard about it, but I I guarantee that what happens there will be more exciting than what you think and imagine. As you know, I always only chase super hot spots. Anything that is not exciting enough is not qualified for me to take advantage of the popularity." He snapped his fingers at the camera, "Everyone Wait for my live broadcast, and we’ll see you there in three hours!”

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The roads leading to both sides have long been swallowed up by weeds. The leafy Emperor Oak trees along the road completely cover the sky above the road, making it look particularly mysterious and eerie at night. When I raised my head, I could only occasionally see the blood-red light and the claws of the tower through the gaps between the leaves.

But no one had time to look up. The dense forest was full of half-corporeal, half-ghost guards. Some parts of their bodies looked like extinguishing lava, with dark red flames flowing between the rough black textures. Some parts remained normal but were covered in scars. Most of them wore simple armor and bloody cloaks. Their muscles were rugged, like warriors coming out of the volcano.

Some of them were holding shields and spears, and some were throwing axes and shooting bows and arrows in the distance and on trees. They shouted "kill these invaders", and wave after wave charged towards Cheng Mo and the others like a flood. After death, they will turn into a ball of flying ashes in the air. Before turning into ashes, they will tenaciously raise their weapons and chant like a prayer: "Our great king will definitely return to this salvation." Humanity’s Tower of Babel!”

But except Cheng Mo, no one could understand what they were saying. Even if they understand, they may not care.

Magnus and Nicholas fought in front. Nicholas wore a set of bronze heavy armor, holding an ax in one hand and a hammer in the other, constantly cutting down the disguised ghosts, as if harvesting wheat. Magnus changed into a medieval knight suit, holding a broadsword and a shield, shouting and moving forward bravely, as if he was not the one who almost lost his life just now. Garbo, wearing a golden snake queen suit, was a gas station for the two of them, standing in the group of Rebecca and Kim Joo-ki and constantly applying healing spells to them. Rebecca and Jin Zhuji continued to use group skills and long-range skills to kill those ghosts on a large scale.

Cheng Mo and Li Rongxuan stood at the back to prevent these ghosts, who were crazier than a swarm of bees, from attacking others from behind.

"How come there are so many monsters? How far are they?" Garbo couldn't help but ask loudly.

"There are really too many. I have watched the strategy video, and it is not more than one-tenth of what it is now." Kim Joo-ki said.

"Isn't the difficulty level 12 of Purgatory now? Isn't one-tenth that's right!" Magnus said with a smile.

"We'll be there soon. There's a spring and a guard post in front of us. Sitting at the guard post is the Master Chief." Nicholas replied, pausing for a moment. "Be careful later. His flame gun does very high damage. If you're hit, If you hit the vital point, you will be instantly killed."

"I wonder where they are?" Garbo asked with a sigh.

Jin Zhuji quickly looked at the three-dimensional map and team channel, "They have reached the fourteenth floor."

Rebecca waved her hands and kept launching skills while saying: "Their progress is quite fast."

"Maybe we really shouldn't choose to take the road to heaven." Jiabao seemed to have been holding back for a long time and finally said it.

"The fourteenth floor is still far away, not to mention the difficulty getting further back." Jin Zhuji said.

"Why don't you want them to live the same life?" Magnus laughed.

Kim Joo-ki shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't want to, it's that they have no chance at all."

Several people kept discussing the progress of the other team. Cheng Mo and Li Rongxuan seemed to be focusing on destroying the ghosts that were rushing towards them like crazy, and remained silent.

"I saw it," Magnus shouted.

Cheng Mo turned around and saw a bonfire burning in the endless dark oak forest. Next to the bonfire was a steaming hot spring. Next to the hot spring was a wooden sentry towering above the forest. Ghost guards on sentry posts were throwing javelins and axes at them. But in the blink of an eye, the dark ground covered with leaves was filled with javelins and axes like hedgehogs.

Strange sounds floated in the woods, like reciting some poetry religiously, or singing ancient songs without many ups and downs and tunes. This was followed by the "buzzing" sound of metal vibrating at high speed.

In the darkness, a tall man with half his body boiling and constantly exploding magma, like his half body covered with flowers, holding a spear and riding a red horse, flashed like a rocket through the dense forest and the ghosts that besieged them. He ignored all obstacles, was extremely fast and powerful, and shot Magnus directly away with one shot, nailing Nicholas' hand holding the ax to the thick tree trunk.

"Explorers, you are in the wrong place. This is an important military area and cannot be passed!"