The Extraordinary Exploration of Global Live Broadcast

, Just came back from worshipping the mountain, tired to death.

"One hundred and three eighty thousand U.S. dollars, one price!"

Wang Dali helplessly showdown: "This is already very low, I really don't want to be high, because my family also wants to see me on TV, so let's try the effect first, if it really makes you lose money, pay it back You can negotiate again!"

"Okay, okay, at this price, but can you settle it in seven days!"

The director of the station is also more helpless, "Comrade Dali, you know, our station has regulations. There is no precedent for this matter of money first and then goods. In case, I mean in case I lose money on this station. I can’t explain the length!"

Wang Dali almost burst into tears!

No matter, I don't need money now, so I think it is to give back to the society, repay my fathers and villagers, and serve the people of the motherland.

I just hope that the first TV station can reduce the whole point of advertising and provide more benefits to the people across the country, so that even if it authorizes it for free, it will be willing.

"Let's just do it!" Wang Dali just settled down. If it doesn't settle down, it won't work. He is all about the money every minute.

As long as one persists on the island of death the longer, the higher the income.

Conversely, if you hang up tomorrow, you will only have this wave of income.

Forget it, those who don't know the fate of tomorrow, still care about a bunch of numbers? Think about it carefully, I'm really too stingy, too unassuming.

When Wang Dali thought so, his thoughts came through immediately, and he hurriedly activated the TV synchronization signal of China First TV Station.

"Oba, what's the matter with you, why do you smile for a while and frown for a while?"

"Actually nothing, it's just trivial things!"

Wang Dali waved his hand.

It is indeed a trivial matter.

Now for Wang Dali, getting rescue is a big deal, and surviving on the island of death is also a big deal.

Everything else is trivial.

Even if a nuclear bomb explodes and blows up Europe and the United States, that is a trivial matter, and it has nothing to do with one's own life or death anyway.

In an instant, Wang Dali had some enlightenment, just like an old monk reciting scriptures and enlightening Dao.

Money is really something outside of the body. At this time, I am useless at all, and even they are not as useful as the longbow in my hand.

Ugh!

Wang Dali sighed. It seems that he wanted to establish a Dali Charity Fund, which was really a very, very, very right thing.

Perhaps, I should take out all the money in my account and use it to run charities.

In this world, there are still many people who really need help. They may be just like themselves, on the verge of life and death, suffering from an unknown destiny.

If it can help them alleviate this kind of pain, Wang Dali feels that he should reach out and help. By doing so, he can at least get spiritual comfort and satisfaction in this desperate situation.

"Oba, were you talking about simultaneous live TV with others?" Xiu Mei said.

"Well, I have become rich overnight, but how do I feel that I have money and nowhere to spend it?" Wang Dali spread his hands and shrugged helplessly.

"Haha, Oppa, you have money and nowhere to spend it, not only you, but also me, maybe we are all rich and dead to spend!"

Xiu Mei said, her expression gloomy.

"No, no, Xiumei, let's not be discouraged, the more desperate we are, the more we must strive for self-improvement!" Wang Dali immediately comforted.

"It's okay, the truth is beautiful and understandable, so when Obama rescued me from the great ape, I understood that life itself is the best, as long as life is still there, you should not be discouraged and depressed!"

"Well, Xiu Mei comforted me in turn!"

Wang Dali spread his hands and smiled: "However, I am really depressed now!"

Xiu Mei smiled, but she was in interest.

"Well, Oppa, tell me, how much do you pay tonight, maybe I can help you out!" Xiu Mei straightened her body and looked serious.

Wang Dali put up two fingers.

"Twenty million?" Xiu Mei was stunned.

Wang Dali shook his head.

"No way, Dafa, Oppa actually credited 2E overnight?" Xiu Mei's eyes widened.

"No way, there are too many trenches in the world. In fact, many countries and regions around the world live broadcast simultaneously on TV. 2e is not too much. The social benefits created by our current live broadcast in the future and indirectly promoted. And wealth, that's where the real value lies!"

"Oh oh oh, Ouba, you are already a big trench! Is 2E a Chinese yuan or a cold coin?" Xiu Meiqi baby looked like.

"Ask it knowingly, of course it's US dollars!"

Wang Dali's head drooped: "That's why I am even more depressed!"

"A lot of money!" Xiumei stared at the stars.

Those who are still watching the live video can no longer calm down, they are all fried.

"Brother Dali personally admitted that he bought 2e dollars in the bag overnight—"

"Brother Dali turned into a trench overnight—"

"I want to kill Wang Dali, dig trenches, and divide the fields—"

"Don't panic everyone, we should sympathize with Brother Dali—"

"The sad brother Dali, Diaosi has become rich, but there is no money to spend—"

"Typical tragedy—"

"tragedy-"

"If you want to start a little bit, vigorously oppa-",,..