Transdimensional Marketing

Chapter 71 - Livestream Review! Begin!



Chapter 71 – Livestream Review! Begin!

“Mr. Chen, based on what I’ve learned on the internet regarding international relations, isn’t it dangerous for you to do this?” Little Peach asked worriedly as she stepped through the Interstellar Portal and arrived back in Chen Yu’s room.

“This is a strategy, understand? Have you read Chen Yu’s Art of War before?” Chen Yu said as he shut the door and disconnected the spatial link. Turning around, he continued, “If I don’t display my abilities, how can I possibly scare anyone? Compared to hiding my capabilities, it is much better to make the other party fearful of me. Moreover, there are definitely many people targeting me. I have to let them know that just because I am hiding doesn’t mean they can have their way with me! This is my great wisdom. You should study it well.”

“Isn’t it Sun Tzu’s Art of War?” Little Peach asked timidly.

“Is Sun Tzu better than me?” Chen Yu asked back. “Read more books. You barely know anything. Oh, right, didn’t I tell you to learn to program? What are you learning about international relations for?”

“I have been studying computer technology.” Raising her head, Little Peach’s red lips curled up slightly as she boasted, “I’ve even helped you suppress a keylogger virus installed on your laptop.”

“A virus?”

“That’s right. It was hidden quite deeply. Those people observing you must’ve introduced it through your IP address.”

“I can’t run.” Instead of wasting time with words, Chen Yu pulled out the medical record he got from the Second People’s Hospital from his schoolbag and said, “I have an arm injury. I can’t exercise.”

“Chen Yu! Do you take me for a fool?!”

“If you don’t believe me, visit the hospital with me. You’ll know whether I’m lying or not.”

Niu Lanshan immediately shuddered at Chen Yu’s words, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Chen Yu.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving with my sisters. Goodbye, teacher.”

Delightfully patting his injured right arm, Chen Yu turned around and brought his three little sisters to an empty corner to watch the sports festival.

“Big Brother, you bought so many snacks. How much did it cost?” Chen Erke asked as she picked up a bottle of iced black tea, and hesitantly opened it.

“It didn’t cost much.” Caressing Chen Erke’s head, Chen Yu said, “Although our family isn’t rich right now, we don’t lack any money for food and drinks. Big Brother can earn money now, so eat as much as you want! Eat until you become a big fatty! You can take more hits that way.”

Chen Erke: “…”

Pinching her forehead, Chen Yike said, “Brother! What are you saying?!”

Casually pulling out a sausage and two marinated eggs, Chen Yu pushed them into Chen Yike’s hands and said, “You eat up as well. Eat until you become a fatty so that you won’t be able to get married anymore.”

Chen Yike: “…”

“Big Brother…” Putting down her gold-plated feeding bottle, Chen Sanke dazedly stared at the highschoolers running on the field and asked, “Won’t they get tired?”

“That’s for certain.”

“What will they get for running around like that, then?”

“Arthritis, I guess,” Chen Yu mumbled while chewing on some potato chips.

Chen Yike: “…”

Chen Erke: “…”

The next day, Sunday, 8.50 A.M.:

After putting on the haori[1] he had bought from Japan, Chen Yu handed a mask to Little Peach.

In response, Little Peach received the mask and wore it on her face. In addition to the mask, Little Peach currently wore a red cheongsam, which clearly emphasized her tall and devilish figure.

“From now onward, you are a member of my Transdimensional Review team. You will be responsible for being my assistant.”

“It is my honor, Mr. Chen.”

“Make sure not to say my real name when in front of the camera, OK?”

“What should I call you?”

“Call me King, then.”

“King Then?”

“‘King’! No ‘then’!”

“I understand, my King!”

“You should just call me that during normal times as well.” Chen Yu nodded in satisfaction. He then walked up to the Interstellar Portal and searched for his upcoming livestream venue.

“Oh, right.” While searching for a venue, Chen Yu suddenly smacked his head and said, “Little Peach, during the livestream, it’s best if you pretend to slip up and call me Wang Chun[1].”

“Why?”

“A smokescreen,” Chen Yu said, smirking. “When the time comes, even if ‘those people’ know that you did it on purpose, they would still need to search for everyone named Wang Chun, which will undoubtedly increase their workload.”

“Understood!”

“In that case, let’s set off for greatness!”

With a wave of his hand, Chen Yu pushed open the Interstellar Portal and stepped through it, with Little Peach following closely after him.

On the other side of the portal was a deserted beach, the salty sea breeze here causing Chen Yu’s haori to flutter.

Boom!

Shutting the door, Chen Yu slid his fingers through the Interstellar Portal holographic interface and altered the portal’s external appearance.

He definitely couldn’t present the Interstellar Portal in the form of an ordinary wooden door. So long as he livestreamed the portal in this form, the special agents that visited his home before would definitely connect the dots. He definitely had to present the door in a form so unique that others would not be able to relate it to the ordinary door used for his room.

As a result, a metallic door that gave off a technological feeling and was five-meter-tall and three-meter-wide appeared on the beach.

Looking at it from a distance, it honestly did look like those interstellar portals found in science fiction movies!

“That should be about right.”

Straightening his back, Chen Yu took a deep breath. He then looked at Little Peach and asked, “Are you ready?”

“I’m ready, my King.”

“In that case, let the livestream begin.”


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