887: Chapter 60 Co, Watch the Fireworks 2 (9,000 is also 10,000, too sleepy, will make up the missing thousand tomorrow) 887: Chapter 60 Co, Watch the Fireworks 2 (9,000 is also 10,000, too sleepy, will make up the missing thousand tomorrow) Destiny—this is the power by which the Tyrant commits evil, and it is also the excuse for a fool’s failure.
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“He lay there, with a permanent subcutaneous infusion port on his chest.
When I went to see him, he just woke up.”
Solemn background music starts to play, and the first image in the video shows a little boy lying in a hospital bed, with a visibly swollen subcutaneous infusion port bulging beneath the skin of his shoulder.
“Looking at his pained little face tore my heart to pieces.”
The image vanishes, and the cara focuses on a weary mother.
“But he’s so sensible, maybe because his dad and I have had so many worries about his treatnt.
This made him particularly understanding.”
Mother’s love is sothing with which the vast majority of humanity can empathize.
Having seen plenty of manipulations of public opinion in his past life, Cheng Daqi is now quite skilled at it himself.
“When he saw , he put on a brave smile and said, ‘Mom, it didn’t hurt anymore after I had the light treatnt last night.'”
The mother, as the confessor, speaks through tears, evoking emotions in anyone watching the video—be it avoidance, sympathy, or fear.
“I stroked his head, held back my tears, and just said, ‘Don’t worry, child, Mom has found a way to cure you.'”
A helpless mother, a child with a terminal illness; the story appears all too common.
“Actually, the treatnt has always been available, but the money to buy life is too expensive.
Therefore, we had no choice but to opt for conservative treatnt, hoping for a turn for the better.”
Indeed, the money to buy life is too expensive; many people fall ill and don’t even dare to go to the hospital.
“At that ti, I was ignorant and naively believed that Family Good Items was my chance, the chance to save my child’s destiny.”
The narrative takes a turn, pointing directly at Family Good Items.
“Snap!”
Zhong Ju hits the pause button and looks at the others in the office.
“Hmm…not bad.”
Cheng Daqi, with one hand supporting his chin, gives his approval.
This wave of material sourcing within the Dongxin Group, with Shanhaiguan responsible for production and subsequent publicity, is a clear division of labor.
“Mr.
Sun, if you also think this video is decent, we’ll start to push the circulation tonight, expanding the public attention, and then we’ll follow through to the end.”
Sun Dongxin doesn’t quite understand the operation mode of short videos.
He asks,
“Zhong told we’ve already begun the promotion, so why are we starting tonight again?”
Zhong Ju looks towards Cheng, who nods slightly at Xiao Cao.
Xiao Cao speaks for Cheng Daqi,
“Our marketing strategy is to advance step by step.
The goal is to make the whole thing look authentic.
The first step was to release relevant information on the protagonist’s social dia account.
Now, two days later, we take a further step by using a well-produced short video to escalate public sentint.
If all goes well, after the video is released and during the short period of ferntation, the public’s attention will naturally shift from Family Good Items to Shanhaiguan.”
After Cao Yueyue’s explanation, a montary silence fills the eting room, the kind where you could hear a pin drop.
The ntion of ‘shift to Shanhaiguan’ signifies sothing everyone present understands well.
Zhao Hongjin smiles, finding that the world isn’t so dark after all.
It turns out that even those who plan conspiracies experience psychological pressure.
After all, everyone is a natural person and has human weaknesses.
“What if the short video fails to gain popularity?” Sun Dongxin adjusts his posture and continues to ask.
This is a concerted strike by the Dongxin Group and Shanhaiguan, aid accurately, and the cost is not small—not to ntion the effort Sun Dongxin has put in, the sheer number of people involved is enough to exert pressure on him.
But Sun Dongxin’s way of asking actually shows much support for Cheng Daqi.
He is a shareholder in Shanhaiguan who has put in real money.
Cheng Daqi brings trouble upon himself, sothing that only soone as broad-minded as Sun Dongxin could shoulder without breaking a sweat; otherwise, a little weighing would see Cheng Daqi sweating bullets.
“The expected popularity of this topic doesn’t rely on a single platform.
Moreover, regarding the algorithm recomndation issues of the Douyin platform, we have well-established counterasures.
Even if the social dia video still fails to gain heat after the operation, there are other alternative plans.
For example, we can rely mainly on Weibo or Xiao Hongshu, using the heat of the topics to hype up the public sentint.
We’ll definitely et the targets set by you and Cheng.”
Sun Dongxin looks at Zhao Hongjin after hearing Xiao Cao’s response, paying close attention to Zhao’s thoughts.
Indeed, it’s inevitable.
Ignoring Zhao’s special status, just her significance within Shanhaiguan is sothing Sun Dongxin cannot overlook.
This fire first burns Family Good Items, and then it will spread to Shanhaiguan, with Zhao Hongjin being the first to be hit!
Zhao looks like just an ordinary pure beauty, but with her millions of fans and videos with millions of plays, she’s a real force in the short video industry.
“Zhao, do you have any concerns?” Sun Dongxin asks with a congenial expression.
Zhao Hongjin is speechless internally.
With things having progressed to this stage, and about to make the final push, he now asks for my opinion.
Should I have concerns, or should I not?
While Zhao Hongjin is speechless, Cheng Daqi is looking at Sun as if deep in thought.
One can only say that self-made moguls are not simple creatures.
Sun Dongxin’s crocodile tears didn’t even fall; they only paused briefly in his eyes.
Cheng Daqi and Zhao Hongjin have long been ntally prepared during the lengthy initial preparations, while Sun Dongxin appears the most decisive of the three, despite looking troubled.
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