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Pfizer Pharmaceutical Group, CEO's office:
Bang! Bang!
Someone knocked on the wooden door of the office.
"Come in."
"President Kerr."
A well-endowed Caucasian female assistant stepped forward and placed a document on the table. "The board of directors has ordered us to obtain an interactive slot for Transdimensional Review no matter what. We also need to collect samples and conduct research as soon as possible."
"Have the funds been transferred?"
"The funds have been transferred to the account. You are fully responsible for it."
Hearing this, an indescribable pressure instantly weighed down on President Kerr's body.
Standing up, he placed his hands in his pockets and walked to the window. Looking at the distant scenery, cold sweat seeped out of his back as he asked, "How are the company's shares doing?"
"..." After a moment of silence, the female assistant spat out two words, "Line collapse."
"..."
"The shareholders have lost their confidence, causing a chain reaction.
Although most shareholders don't know what's going on, when they saw the shares of all the pharmaceutical companies plummet, they started dumping their shares one after another, causing an even greater chain reaction. "
"What did the government say?"
"They are currently negotiating with the various pharmaceutical companies.
Several major Wall Street investment banks have also panicked and are on their way here.
However, you don't need to be responsible for any of this. You only have one task: obtain a slot!
Collect samples! "
"... Understood."
Nodding, the CEO took a deep breath and pressed a button on his desk.
Immediately afterward, seven assistants rushed over and stood before him.
"Transfer all funds in Account B to the 28 subsidiary pharmaceutical companies in batches. Give full play to our multinational group's advantages and compete for slots on different platforms and in different ways."
"We don't have a lot of funds," the female assistant said, frowning. "At this rate, we might not be able to enter the top three."
"Top three?" Sneering, the CEO pointed at the string of numbers on the document and said, "With this amount of money, it will be difficult for us to enter the top five!
Rather than competing for the top five on a single platform, it's better to have all the subsidiary companies compete on other platforms.
Transdimensional's UP isn't someone who will be chosen based on money. "
"Fine. In any case, you'll be responsible for it." The female assistant shrugged.
"I remember that there is a department in the company that once analyzed Transdimensional's UP's psychological portrait, right?"
"Yes."
Among the seven assistants, a male assistant nodded and said, "There are two psychology majors in the HR department. When they have nothing better to do, they did a psychological portrait of the UP."
"Call those two over!
Change the names of the subsidiaries to match the UP's thinking and logic. "
"Yes!"
...
America, NASA headquarters building:
"Chief, the funds have been approved and will be sent to the account immediately."
"Alright."
The director's face darkened as he nodded vigorously. "All departments, get ready.
This time, the product is a little special. I must get my hands on it!
I'll get it even if I have to throw money at it! "
"Yes!"
…
China, Academy of Sciences.
"Teacher, I received news that we won't be participating in the competition for Transdimensional Review's slots this time."
A middle-aged man walked into the sterile laboratory of the medical school, picked up the microphone, and anxiously shouted to the old man in the glass laboratory, "The dopamine and microorganisms are very important!
Why aren't you participating anymore?
If we delay any longer, we won't have enough time to transfer the funds. "
"Participate?"
Ol 'Amos held a glass test tube with the words' Microorganism 'written on it in his left hand. He turned around, and his eyes, which were sealed behind his helmet, were puzzled. "Why do you want to participate?
Are you going to waste your money? "
The middle-aged man: "…"
…
After Chen Yu announced the true effects of the Battle Pillow, many companies, corporations, governments, institutions, and scientific organizations around the world instantly fell into chaos.
Compared to the products Chen Yu had reviewed in the past, this inconspicuous little thing was a killer weapon that could immediately change the lives of people and society!
Inside the floating castle, Chen Yu raised his wrist and looked at his watch's "dark" screen. He then faced the camera and solemnly said, "It seems everyone has already understood the uniqueness of this product.
In that case, the selection rules for this interactive livestream will need to be changed.
"One: Those who are completely healthy should not participate in the bullet comment competition.
Leave the opportunity to our compatriots with more urgent physiological conditions.
Moreover, those who are selected cannot leave after the interactive is over. They will have to participate in subsequent tests.
"Two: The university group will be cancelled and replaced with the hospital group.
All major hospitals around the world can participate in the competition for slots. Also, gather 30 patients and three doctors, no more and no less.
"Three: Some substances on the pillow can be collected, but the entire pillow cannot be stolen.
Otherwise, your unit will be blacklisted by the government.
"Let's get to the point. According to convention, the bullet comment group will start first."
Approaching the Interstellar Portal, Chen Yu waved his hand and said, "Pick a total of ten IDs. Begin!"
Don't fight with me!
I've jumped off a building before!
My brain isn't working!
It's as if my brain is working!
[My family is sick. Thank you.]
[I'm sick too!]
[I'm sick too!]
[I'm sick too!]
[I'm begging you!]
[I'm really sick!]
[Stop fighting!]
He raised his hand weakly. Does being poor count?
[UP created a new era of livestreaming...]
Perhaps Chen Yu's instructions were effective, but the number of bullet comments appearing in the livestream rooms' livestream rooms was much lower than usual.
After waiting for a few minutes, Chen Yu said, "Stop!
"The bullet comment group's ten lucky winners have been selected. I'll now read out the list.
"Bilibili, ID Under the Moon; ID Bullshit.
"DouYu, ID Green Lotus Leader.
"Youtube, ID Zhu Li Shuo..."
Pausing slightly, Chen Yu frowned and turned off the livestream's audio. He then shouted, "Hermione!"
"I'm here!"
The magical girl immediately appeared behind Chen Yu and asked, "Lord Headmaster, is there a problem?"
"Help me take a look. How do I pronounce this word?" Chen Yu asked as he pointed at the screen.
"I'll do it!
I know a lot of words too! "
Leaning her head forward, Little Peach anxiously said, "This word is pronounced Shuo!
Zhu Li Shuo! "
"No." Shaking her head, Hermione said, "This word is pronounced Shuo!
Zhu Li Shuo! "
"Oh, this name is given to me.
Go on. "
"Okay."
Nodding, Hermione waved her staff and disappeared.
Turning back to the livestream's audio input, Chen Yu repeated, "Youtube, ID Zhu Li Shuo."
"Nicibili, ID... Uh."
Chen Yu couldn't help but be taken aback. He then carefully observed the IDs listed in Nicibili's bullet comment section. "Why is it Chinese?
Isn't this a Japanese platform?
But China has already chosen a lot of people, so I can't choose anymore. Skip it.
"Periscope, ID Wenyejie."
"Twitch..."
After reading out the ten IDs, Chen Yu lowered his watch and said, "The ten friends listed above have been granted permission to private message me. Please send me your addresses within one minute. Make sure the addresses are spacious."
[President Zha!]
[It's President Zha!]
[If the selected ones form a team, then all card-drawing companies will fail.]
[In any case, I'll bless them with a "full recovery."]
[Are you sure this is a blessing?]
[The world belongs to the lucky ones.]
[I'm crying.]
[Don't cry. There will be plenty of opportunities to cry in the future...]
"Next, it's the donation group's turn."
Raising his right hand, Chen Yu shouted, "Contribute to humanity's charity!
Wave your banknotes!
Begin! "
[Notice: NASA Airlines has sent 5,000x Transdimensional Glory!]
[NASA Airlines has sent 20000 Flash!]
[NASA Airlines has sent 58888 Super Rockets!]
[NASA Airlines has sent...]
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, Chen Yu called out. He then showed his watch's screen to the camera and said in dissatisfaction, "Kick this NASA spamming!"
[NASA Airlines: "What???"]