scum

Mrs. Ye flipped through the manuscript, and felt that the notebook was a bit tasteless, and what she said was too ambiguous.

So he closed his notebook.

Accurately told the whole world: "Yes, you are right, it is really useless, don't buy it."

500. Do you understand?

Whether it is useful or not is not up to Ye Tai, users will naturally give back.

In fact, Mrs. Ye has never seen what RWCU looks like until now.

It's even more impossible to know what the effect will be.

In his eyes, people who buy RWCU, because the serum has not yet been mass-produced, the price is high, and there are not many clinical trials published, almost all buy it on the basis of their own "celebrity" effect.

It's either a big name in the country or a celebrity in the capital. If these people feel that it works well after using it, they will definitely continue to buy it.

When the RWCU is mass-produced, people will see those famous people and high-ranking people buying and using them, and they will definitely follow the trend to buy them.

After all, the rich and the powerful are more afraid of death than myself, and they all flock to it, and the praises are constant, so there is nothing to say, it will definitely be effective.

So, what is the effect? ​​Mrs. Ye's rhetoric at the moment will not have any effect at all, and the facts will explain everything.

The manuscript was too ambiguous, and Mrs. Ye felt dizzy after reading it, thinking that every answer looked the same.

He was too lazy to flip through it, so he just answered impromptuly.

The moment he finished the manuscript, the people in Tai'a Biotechnology Co., Ltd. felt that something was wrong.

really.

This is not the Lord who makes people worry, this answer is really amazing!

If you were not Mrs. Ye, let alone a company worth 300 billion yuan, even a company worth [-] trillion yuan, could be defeated by you, right? !

Click click!

The flash keeps blinking.

The reporters had different expressions and leaned forward one after another, raising their hands high.

The reporter who asked the question widened his eyes and asked, "Mr. Ye, why do you say that? Do you not have confidence in your products?"

But according to the rules, each reporter asks at least two questions.

Mrs. Ye didn't answer, motioned him to sit down, and asked, "Do you have anyone named Smith?"

"I!"

"me!"

"And I!"

Almost all the reporters, except for a few Asians, raised their hands, saying that their name is Smith!

Ye Tai was speechless, and asked again: "Then do you have someone named William?"

"Me! My nickname is William!"

"Smith is my last name, and my name is William!"

"Little William, my nickname!"

This time it was even better, even the Asians raised their hands, except for the Chinese reporter surnamed Zhang who was smiling wryly.

Ye Tai was speechless, looked at the Yamato reporter with Komura Jiro written on the nameplate, and said, "Do you think I'm blind?"

Komura Jiro quickly explained: "My father is of Yamato nationality, but he is of American descent. My English name is William Matthews!"

Mrs. Ye scanned everyone's badges and found that they were all liars, and none named William.

He pointed at the Yamato reporter speechlessly, and said, "It's up to you to ask."

Komura Jiro nodded excitedly, stood up, and asked: "Mr. Ye Tai, my question is the same as that of my colleague just now. Why do you say that your product is useless? Since it is useless, what is going on with the large number of orders?" Woolen cloth?"

Mrs. Ye replied: "If you ask a hundred entrepreneurs, one hundred will say that their products are useful and meaningful? I have the final say on whether it is useful or not, and it is not whoever advertises that it is useful. Real knowledge comes from practice." , the facts will speak for themselves.”

"But you didn't consider that it might be because of your words that Tai'a Biotechnology Co., Ltd. suffered heavy losses and sanctions, and condemned the penmanship, and the stock price plummeted?"

"I don't care."

"why?"

"No reason, your question has been asked, the next one."

Mrs. Ye pointed to a female French reporter.

"It's a great honor to be selected by you. My question is the same as that of the previous colleague. Why don't you care about the damage to the company's reputation and interests?"

"Because I have money, 300 billion, I don't like it, okay? The next one."

"Wait, wait! I still have questions!"

"You have no chance, I will only answer you, please sit down, you, just you, that black coal, ask."

A black reporter stood up, and this time the question was more cutting-edge:

"Hello, the question I raised has nothing to do with your company. I want to know why, as a passer-by, or just diligent in fitness, you can compare a professional who is much taller than you in height, weight, and experience. Fighters, how can you easily get seriously injured?"

"Born with supernatural powers, I eat two eggs, two boxes of milk, and do thirty sit-ups every day. Is there any problem?"

"Yes, yes..."

Black journalist sweating profusely, your answer is too perfunctory!

There is simply no one left!

He thought for a while and asked again: "In many places now, you are so cruel in shooting, sorry, I didn't say the word cruel, I just want to know, will you feel guilty, or will you compensate that fighter? ?"

"I'm so guilty, I can't eat at night, I can't sleep at night, I won't compensate, next one, you, look, it's just you, black girl."

"Oh, I'm honored and ashamed. My question is still to take over from the previous one. Why do you feel guilty but don't choose to compensate?"

"This... is obviously ironic, but you can't hear it. This is a cultural difference."

"So you don't feel guilty at all?"

"kindness."