Black Technology Live Room

80 billion is not the bottom line above, and 200 billion is not Zhang Zhai's bottom line.

80 billion is not enough, 200 billion is too much.

From the very beginning, Zhang Zhai knew that 200 billion was impossible, but he still said it.

It's like doing business, asking prices all over the sky, and paying back the money on the ground.

Sure enough, Mr. Xie resolutely refused, until he resorted to his trump card and exchanged things for money!

I don't want money anymore, but you give me the 50 billion directly converted into material resources, and I can even save some points, so the head office will do it, right?

In this way, Mr. Xie agreed.

However, Mr. Xie fell into the pit again.

"A1, make up a list and send it to Mr. Xie. It just so happens that several large laboratories in Xihe Park have been built, and the only thing missing is the experimental equipment."

Zhang Zhai's face was full of spring breeze, and he smiled brightly.

As for Chief Xie, his face was also very smug.

"Hey, brat, I'll let you know what it means to be ginger or old and hot. 150 billion, maybe if you insist on it, I will agree. Young people, you just can't hold your breath."

Chief Xie is also very happy and satisfied.

Seems like a win-win situation?

Ten minutes later, Chief Xie received a 33-page list of equipment from Zhang Zhai. He flipped through the pages one by one, getting darker and darker...

"Zhang Zhai! You fucking little bastard! Are you a Pixiu?"

Chief Xie was so angry that he couldn't help but explode, he was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

...

Here, Zhang Zhai, who was broadcasting live, seemed to have a feeling in his heart. He raised his head and looked towards the direction of the capital, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I hope Mr. Xie can bear it and don't get sick." Zhang Zhai whispered to himself.

"Ah? God Zhai, what are you talking about?"

"God Zhai, why are you in a daze!"

"God Di, God God?"

...

This is not good if there are too many viewers in the live broadcast room. If there is a slight abnormal movement, a large number of viewers will notice.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Zhang Zhai looked up and saw the barrage, and shook his head.

It's just that his uncontrollable smile was all over his face in the next live broadcast, and his unconcealable happiness still made the audience feel very strange.

"God Zhai, has anything good happened to you?"

...

Many viewers sent out such barrage, and some unscrupulous media even sent out such headline news.

"His mysterious smile moved countless people, and the reason is this..."

Perhaps, this also shows that Zhang Zhai's influence is astonishing.

...

At this time the weather was noon, Zhang Zhai stood against the bright sun, and in front of him was an army of 100,000 Terminator.

Hundreds of thousands of Terminator gathered together. Under the sunlight, the sparkling light seemed to be constantly flickering, and the contrasting light was very dazzling.

Even 100,000 ordinary people, standing together, can gather a powerful momentum, let alone 100,000 terminators.

They stood there, even though they were standing still, the aura they exuded was still impossible to ignore.

Standing in front of a phalanx of 100,000 terminators, the brave may be full of pride and ambition, while the timid may be pale and their legs tremble like chaff.

Zhang Zhai is completely different, he has a calm face and a calm heart, he is neither excited about having such a powerful force, but he is excited and ambitious. Nor are they worried or suspicious of the power generated by these 100,000 terminators.

In his eyes, these are just tools in his hands, and he is still thinking about how to use these terminators.

However, before that, Zhang Zhai decided to close the live broadcast room first.

"Everyone, this black technology live broadcast is over. I look forward to meeting you again. At that time, I will bring you new surprises and shocks again."

"Turn off the live broadcast? Don't! I'm addicted to watching it. Don't turn it off, God Zhai."

I am Yan Kong: "Honey, don't turn it off, let me see you again!"

"Damn it! Di God, let's play it for a while more! Di Di God!"

"I've been watching it for two days and one night, and I want to continue watching it."

"God Zhai, how long have you been live broadcasting now, and you are leaving again! When will you come back after broadcasting now, I don't want you to turn off the live broadcast!"

Denim skirt: "Bitches upstairs, my husband needs to rest too, do you understand!"

One stone caused a lot of waves, Zhang Zhai said that he wanted to turn off the live broadcast, and he was immediately opposed by the audience.

Zhang Zhai smiled and said gently: "Many friends have watched it all night, so let's go and rest now."

"I'm not tired, I'm really not tired, God Zhai, please don't go."

"God Zhai, I'm not sleepy at all, please stay and play for a while."

...

"Civilization creates technology, technology leads civilization, let's see each other next time."

Zhang Zhai looked at the camera, smiled, did not listen to any persuasion, and decisively closed the live broadcast room, leaving only this voice echoing in the ears of the audience.

Zhang Zhai might not have imagined that even after he left, the audience in the live broadcast room did not leave quickly.

In the live broadcast room with a black screen, the audience's barrage is still hot.

...

Zhang Zhai closed the live broadcast room, and roughly summed up the brothers' gains and sacrifices during the live broadcast.

"Nearly 40 billion was consumed. Among them, the production of terminators cost nearly 20 billion, and the construction of the entire Xihe headquarters cost more than 10 billion. It gained a super high reputation of nearly 50 million, and had 100,000 terminators. And the headquarters have also been repaired."

"Speaking of it, it's not a loss. No, it's not just a loss, but a huge profit!" Zhang Di smiled.

"After all, for me, popularity is more important to me."

...

Zhang Zhai finished his calculations, raised his head, and looked at the 100,000 Terminator phalanx.

"Terminator, return to the warehouse and stand by!"

As soon as Zhang Zhai's voice fell, the entire Terminator phalanx was neatly divided into 20, and they went to 20 warehouses respectively.

As for Zhang Zhai, instead of following these terminators, he turned around and walked outside Xihe's headquarters to the camp.

...

Twenty minutes later, in the meeting room of the camp.

Hua Menglian sat in front of Zhang Zhai, looking at him with extremely complicated and weird eyes.

Seeing Zhang Zhai was terrified and felt uncomfortable.

"Mr. Hua, why are you looking at me like that? I'm not a monster." Zhang Di smiled wryly.

Hua Menglian's eyes looked like she was looking at an incomprehensible weird creature.

"Mr. Zhang, you are not an alien, are you?"

"Pfft! Cough..." Zhang Zhai almost choked on his own saliva upon hearing this, "Mr. Hua, what did you say?"

"Mr. Zhang, take a look at what you have done recently. Does that seem like a normal person?"

"Mr. Hua, this is the power of science." Zhang Zhai rolled his eyes.

"But Mr. Zhang, your existence makes me doubt science." Hua Menglian said solemnly.

"Then you have been involved in these recent events. Are they also aliens? Mr. Hua?" Zhang Di said.

...

In this way, due to Hua Menglian's shock, Zhang Zhai had to talk to Hua Menglian about the topic of aliens, and it took about ten minutes.

...

"Mr. Zhang, scientific research is not my strong point. I think we should talk about business." Just when Zhang Zhai was going to talk to Hua Menglian about the specific parameters and basic principles of this Terminator in detail. Hua Menglian interrupted decisively.

"The real thing is, Mr. Hua, you should recruit employees as soon as possible to expand the scientific research team of Xihe Technology. Now any company in the world at the same level as Huaguo has countless times more scientific researchers than Xihe."

"I understand Mr. Zhang, and I have been vigorously recruiting, but Xihe's rise is too fast. The talents of any large company are accumulated slowly. We need to catch up in a short time now. Difficult."

"I've discussed the issue of personnel with the higher-ups, and you can ask the higher-ups directly." Zhang Zhai had already considered it, and the conditions discussed with Chief Xie were not for this purpose?

"Then I understand, Mr. Zhang."

"Mr. Zhang, what is Xihe going to do next? Is it building Zhai City as quickly as possible?" Hua Menglian said excitedly.

Zhang Di looked at Hua Menglian strangely, then shook his head,

"No, I plan to rest for a few days, I'm too tired..."

"what?"