"What? Today, the traffic of people in the Bird's Nest exceeded 100,000 again?" Boss Huang, who had just come down from the cockpit, learned about the unexpected news from Hu Jing's mouth.

In fact, Boss Huang has been staying in the imperial capital these days and has always been in the bird's nest. The reason is naturally very simple, that is, to drive Pangu Home.

In fact, from the exhibition to now, there have been two performances in the morning and afternoon. The driver of each time is Boss Huang himself. However, Boss Huang never leaves the cockpit in front of the audience. Naturally, the audience does not know that they are honored to see the richest man in the world performing a show for themselves.

If this news is announced, the traffic volume will have to be several times higher. After all, the richest man personally gives you the opportunity to perform a show, and I am afraid that I will not encounter it once or twice in my life.

It’s not that Jiangnan Group cannot come up with other drivers to drive Pangu, but that Boss Huang has occupied the opportunity to drive Pangu.

There is no way, who made Boss Huang, a senior rubber guy, unable to resist the temptation of driving a super large mecha? Although there are two homes under construction in the manufacturing factory of the Grand Claus, it will take at least three months to complete the basic outfit work. Boss Huang can drive at the moment, only one mecha like Pangu Home.

In addition, there are really not many things happening in the company recently, so Boss Huang naturally occupied Pangu and took advantage of the opportunity to perform every day to play.

On that day, Boss Huang came out of the cockpit and heard his secretary's report.

Thinking about the situation of the auditorium I saw through the three-dimensional VR projection in the cockpit, compared with the slightly sparse stands a few days ago, it seems that I have gone back today.

However, this result made Boss Huang himself confused, "This shouldn't be. Logically speaking, the locals in the imperial capital have already arrived, and the traffic should indeed be less and less!"

"This is indeed something that is confusing. Whether it is the operator of the Bird's Nest or our staff, they don't know what happened. It seems that so many people have appeared overnight!" Hu Jing was also full of doubts.

"Since you don't know what happened, then go and find out!" Boss Huang smiled slightly and said, "I've been here for so long and have always been a performer. So why not be a tourist today and explore from the perspective of tourists to see what happened today!"

"..." Hearing Boss Huang's words, Hu Jing rolled her eyes and said, "If you want to play, just say it, don't find such a bad reason, okay? With one order, the people below can find out the matter clearly. How can you, the richest man in the world, go to investigate it yourself!"

"You are still so uninteresting!" Boss Huang also rolled his eyes to Hu Jing.

"Okay, it's the boss, you have the final say. But Boss Huang, I have one thing that I have to remind you, that is, with your appearance, it is impossible to run to the middle of tourists without being recognized. Even if you wear sunglasses and hats, and then put on a mask, someone will probably still recognize you."

"There are 100,000 tourists at the scene, and there are also tourists queuing outside to enter the venue. If your identity is exposed, the chaos will be too great. Maybe there will be a major casualties!" Hu Jing said angrily.

"I know without saying that, because of this kind of mess, I was separated from the people!" Huang He said angrily. Since becoming the richest man in the world, Huang He has really never experienced the life of an ordinary person again.

You can't go shopping, you can't go to the cinema, or even the Internet cafe. Boss Huang has been upset about this for a long time.

However, Boss Huang has been trying to solve this problem. Today, when he got the solution, Boss Huang took Hu Jin to a dressing room in the backstage of the Bird's Nest.

Here, three makeup artists had been waiting. At the command of Boss Huang, these makeup artists became busy on Boss Huang's face.

Hu Jing saw that these makeup artists first added several pieces of silicone-like things to Boss Huang's face, and then they put various foundations, shade liquids, color pens and other cosmetics on their faces.

More than twenty minutes later, a person with a completely strange appearance appeared in front of Hu Jing.

This young man with eyes and a little student-like temper, seems to have not experienced the beating of life, so he is not too ugly in appearance. He is already a thousand miles away from his original boss Huang.

"How is it? Can you recognize who I am?" When the familiar Huang He's voice came from this strange face, Hu Jing couldn't help but shivered. This feeling was too strange.

"Yes, I'm worthy of your salary of 100,000 yuan per month!" Huang He nodded with satisfaction, and the three makeup artists also breathed a sigh of relief. This was actually their first time working, and they were recognized by the world's richest man. They could have grasped this job.

"Come on, I'll make up my secretary, and my appearance is worthy of mine now!" Boss Huang said happily, and three makeup artists rushed over.

Hu Jing started to scream immediately, but not resisting, but exclaimed, "Don't use this liquid foundation, this is chemically synthesized, not pure natural plants!"

"Don't use this brand of cream, this restaurant has hormones added!"

"This is not possible. I know the boss's wife. She told me in person that there is urea added to her thing!!" Hu Jing cried and howled, but Boss Huang laughed happily and ordered the makeup artists to do it. In the end, Hu Jing could only helplessly become a little girl wearing glasses, looking similar to Lin Wudi.

"I have to spend 500,000 yuan to maintain my face every month. This time, I will let my maintenance for at least three months be ruined!" Hu Jing said with a painful face.

"Come on, I, the richest man in the world, spend less than 200 yuan on my face a month. You little secretary spend 500,000 yuan, and you are not afraid of losing your life!" Boss Huang pinched Hu Jing's nose, and then the two of them slipped out of the back door of the bird's nest and sneaked into the crowd lined up at the bird's nest.

In fact, the entire periphery of the bird's nest has changed. Because you need to buy a model to get the free ticket, a sales area was specially tortured at the door, and all the models sold in it were large classes.

However, because the big-class model has just been established, the only thing that sells is the HG version of Pangu Home, which costs 49 yuan.

"Don't there be an MG version? I would rather spend 150 yuan to buy the MG version!" Huang He asked the salesperson with anticipation.

"No, the MG version is waiting for January 1st, and now it only sells the HG version!" The staff waved their hands, too lazy to pay attention to Huang He anymore. He was too busy. A large group of people surrounded his stall and wanted to buy models.

A box of newly unpacked models was snatched away in less than two minutes. He was exhausted just by unpacking the boxes.

"What's your attitude?" Boss Huang cursed, and a young man who was also buying was smiling and said, "Student, if you want to buy MG, you will have it 30 meters in that direction."

"There is a guy wearing a red leather jacket there. He bought Pangu Home MG. It is spot stock and you can sell it if you give it money!"

"Spot? It's impossible!" Boss Huang was stunned for a moment. According to the hunger marketing method he formulated, this MG version must be sold for about a month before it can be sold. It was absolutely not allowed to flow into the market before. How could anyone sell it directly at the door of the bird's nest? Could it be that he had to clean up another group of people?

"It's spot stock, and it's also a limited commemorative PB version for the first venue!" The young man smiled and said, "but the price is a bit expensive. Now it seems that a box has risen to 1599!"

"1599! How could it be so expensive!" Huang He's eyebrows jumped when he heard it. It was 8 times more than his own price. Could it be that his own price was really low?

"There is no way, who has made only a few hundred boxes in the world?" The other party smiled and said, "This was the first gift on the 10th. Those who sold the goods were just scalpers who changed hands. They bought them from the players who had been to the first scene for four or five hundred yuan, and then sold them to a price of 1,600 yuan."

"Oh, it's a pity that I don't have money. If I have money, I bought the price of 1,600, and then put it in the cabinet to store it. I dare to make a deposit for you. At most, the price of this thing can rise to more than 5,000 yuan in just three years. After all, this is the first batch of models produced by the senior team, and the collection value is unique!" The player was very depressed when he said this, obviously feeling uncomfortable because he had not made the money.

Sure enough, in the rubber ring, everyone is a dog.

This young man said this, but unexpectedly, the other party hesitated for a moment and actually went to find the scalper in red leather clothes.

After a while, he returned to the queue with a box of MG Pangu Home, which was priced at 1,600 yuan in the starting venue.

"Brother, it turns out you are the boss!" The young man couldn't help but say with an envious expression, and then looked at Hu Jing and said, "Beauty, don't you stop your boyfriend? You can buy you a set of SK2 for 1600!"

This guy obviously wants to make trouble between the two of them. After all, it is still very painful to see what he can't buy being bought by someone else, so he wants to make trouble.

Unexpectedly, the girl with glasses had a deep face and said with a clever smile, "It's okay, he celebrates his birthday today, just treat it as my birthday gift!"

"You... are abusers!" The young man suffered a critical blow and covered his chest in pain. However, this scene was also seen by others around him. Someone snorted coldly and said, "Sand sculpture, you can buy a pirated MG for 1,600. You can buy a Bandai PG or MB for 1,600. I really don't know what is in your head!"
Chapter completed!