Chapter 120: subversion

I heard Zhang Yirong's analysis. Zhang Jiao didn't quibble anymore. He was silent for a while and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Zhang Yirong said: "When you are at the bottom of the society, you use occasional performances, with a positive attitude to life, to create a human character.
Step by step, it's a very smart choice to rely on the Internet to stir up and become a star.
But the limitations of the profession of star, I think you should have felt it now.
Once there is a major social turmoil, when people do not talk about life, who cares about what entertainment star.
After the super large-scale Hongqiao raid battle 3 days ago, your willingness to harvest points must have dropped a lot than before. "
This prediction is very accurate.
A horrible alien invasion has reduced the population of Haijing, who is the foundation of Zhang's family, by more than one-fifth, and almost every household is sending mourners.
The whole city is immersed in a sorrow.
And in other places, even if there is no disaster, the general public is generally panic. In addition to being crazy, who will pay attention to the dynamics of idol stars.
And this made Zhang Jiao's daily wish point of daily harvest suddenly drop from the stable 22,000 points up and down to less than 2,000.
Although does not want to show weakness in front of his mother, the fact is the fact.
He could only nod and said: "It is indeed a very strong decline, it is no longer one."
"So the times are also trending," Zhang Yirong said in a deep voice: "Since now you have proven your worth in front of me.
And took the initiative to show me a show, willing to accept my arrangement, then the star road of the performing arts no longer needs to be the main way to harvest the wish ... "
Hearing that he was just weak, his mother began to intervene strongly in her future. Zhang Jia couldn't help but sarcastically interject: "What is the glorious future you arranged for me?"
Zhang Yirong said lightly: "There are only three ways to achieve a stable harvest wish.
One is to become the leader of a certain religion, relying on ideological imprisonment to make believers give their wishes.
The second is to become the leader of a certain country, to deter nationals with secular power, and reap the will.
But it is too difficult to achieve these two goals, so we will not consider it.
I helped you choose the third way, using your name and avatar as a registered commodity, and become a business giant who runs daily necessities.
In this way, when your commodities slowly penetrate into the lives of the general public, I hope that power will come naturally.
In this difficult time, we can use donor materials to gather popularity and turn harm into benefits. "
"So did you give me an oil field that could be used as a plantation in the future by Zhu Qidi." Zhang Jiao didn't directly answer Zhang Yirong's question, and he said, "Since you have arranged everything I ’ll just follow suit. "
"That oil field was indeed prepared by you personally," Zhang Yirong said frankly: "Although the family of Zhangqiao in Changqiao is big, the clan is also very large.
Cultivating ‘latent sons’ ca n’t cost each one too much. That oil field is a ‘outside move’ that I will support you.
Can at most achieve this level.
After all, cultivating family juniors who can do important things, and giving too much help loses meaning.
So everyone is following certain limits and I can't exclude them.
If you really want to succeed, the key lies in yourself. "
"I see." Zhang Jiao nodded and said: "Although I will not give you all of my future in advance.
But as long as it is within my abilities, I promise to cooperate with you to get everything you want.
The only condition is that you can keep the same sister's life. "
"If this is the case, I can agree." Zhang Yirong nodded: "But first I will give you a new identity.
Changqiao Zhang's eighty-third generation heirloom ‘shou old girl’ Zhang Yirong, which is me, the only son of the heir, Changqiao Zhang ’s eighty-fourth descendant.
Zhang Lingjiao who came back from studying in the small country of Nanyang, Xiangyuan.
You sign a contract to transfer the zero-zone oil field under your name to your new identity.
From now on, he will be the shell of your business giant. "
The so-called "old girl" refers to a daughter who swears not to marry for life and will always stay in her family when she is unmarried or out of marriage.
In many countries that have passed down for a long time, and have experienced maternal clan society, such as Da Zhou, they have the same inheritance rights as the male heirs of the family.
And their children, whether born in the previous marriage or illegitimate children, as long as the mother is willing to let her into the heir ancestral ancestral hall, they can be sorted by generation to obtain the corresponding family descendant status.
Zhang Jiao Wenyan knew that this was the path his mother had planned for herself long ago, only because she asked for help and spread it out in advance.
So expressionless, extended his hand as if he had completed a business: "Yes, we deal."
Zhang Yirong saw him like a businessman and took Zhang Jiao's hand: "Deal."
After achieving his goal, Zhang Jiao seemed unwilling to stay longer.
Blessed the power of Qishan Mountain's monster, and wings emerged from behind, waiting to take off.
Suddenly, he murmured, "Mother, thank you when I was poisoned, in order not to let me be a starving dead ghost, I spent so much money to give me the end."
After, he leaped into the air, gliding away.
One month later, a roaring gust of wind blew across the Shennongjia River and Chu border, a barren hilly land surrounded by extreme sights.
Is blown away, no one can see it.
On the top of a slope, the gray-faced horns with goggles are wearing goggles, blessing the power of the Meishan monster, turning the body long and muscular, and holding a huge black steel casting bit in both hands, all rotating by brute force Start drilling holes underground.
Most of the drill bit has been deep into the ground, but only the section left on the ground is also tens of meters high.
Zhang Jiao drilled it into the ground little by little, and when the physical strength was reduced to the danger line, he stopped his hand, sat down breathlessly, and slid down the earth directly on the ground.
Got up and wandered to a hole in the ground and drilled into it.
The tunnel of the cave first descended, avoiding blowing into the sand.
Is followed by a gentle straight path leading to a small basement.
Zhangjiao drilled into the basement, groping for an oil lamp.
Under the dim light, the interior is unobstructed. Www.EbookFREE.me ~ In addition to a few barrels of purified water with lemon, several boxes of instant noodles, several bags sealed with vacuum-packed vegetables and meat pieces, a simple gas Stove, several cans of compressed gas, iron pan, a sleeping bag, a laptop, a backpack, nothing else.
Zhang Jiao These days, most of the food they eat is made up of the magical powers of the tyrannical star officer transformed into a giant pig. The stored paste is only occasionally unbearable, so they cook the instant noodles.
And today is such a day.
Saw that he took off his goggles, hit the dust on his body, and began to add water to the pot and cook the noodles with anticipation.
Ate two boxes of instant noodles, only a few kilograms of vegetables, meat, and satiated.
Mumbled to himself, "If this thing is supported by the voltaic force and digested with all strength, even a little bit of scum will be left.
You have to be careful. "Rinse your mouth and wear clothes directly into the sleeping bag."
I just closed my eyes and planned to take a break and continue drilling.
Suddenly, the layer of soil on the top of his head trembled, and ‘簌簌 簌 ...’ dropped countless dust.
There is no vegetation within 10 kilometers around here.
Zhangjiao was so simple when digging a hole in the ground that he did n’t even have a pillar.
If the soil is not strong, there is a danger of being buried alive at any time.
Now there was an abnormality on the top of his head. He naturally didn't want to sleep. He panicked out of his sleeping bag and climbed out of the basement. As a result, he unexpectedly met with a worried expression in the tunnel.
Although Zhu Qidi was known to be his mother's men, Zhang Jiao treated him as usual, and asked in amazement: "Brother Qidi, why are you here?"
Zhu Qidi's face looked like earth: "Brother Horn is not doing well, Lu Yangguo was subverted by the Taoism!"