Fame brings trouble.
For the past few days, the little broken website was destined to go crazy for Meng Hao.
Mechs, a million-dollar bounty for paid questions, F35.
A few keywords put together were enough to trigger an online public opinion earthquake.
Even more so.
Not just the little broken website.
Even Weibo, Toutiao, Bilibili, and other well-known social platforms in Great Xia were affected by the frenzy of this hot topic.
As a large amount of traffic converged towards the little broken website account registered by Meng Hao.
All sorts of people, experts, professors, and smartasses all came out, like dogs smelling shit or flies smelling sour food, swarming in.
Their goal was clear and singular.
Whether by questioning, smearing, spreading rumors, or other means.
They must latch onto this wave of popularity surrounding Meng Hao.
After all.
In the information age, traffic is king.
Whoever controls the traffic gains the key to monetization and making money!
Seeing all sorts of ghosts and demons emerge.
Looking at the videos, posts, analyses, and exclusive reveals that were enough to make people laugh themselves to death.
Meng Hao's eyes were rolling to the heavens.
Look at those titles that were enough to burst eyeballs.
"Shocking! The so-called handcrafted mechs are nothing but scrap metal!"
"Big Reveal! Unscrupulous capital is spending millions to promote an unknown little broken website user, their true intentions are..."
"These shameless people have won big! Let's dive into the shocking scam of someone claiming to buy an 'F35 fighter jet' to contribute to their mechs!"
"Is it the decline of morality or the distortion of human nature? Please follow the self-media program 'Wolong Fengchu Analyzing Current Affairs' to expose the true face of the shameless scoundrel!"
"..."
Compared to them, the girls who relied on蹭ing his traffic, selling their bodies, playing on the edge, or cosplaying as mech girls were much more conscientious.
Indeed.
Throughout history.
These hypocritical experts, scholars, and smartasses are the most shameless and brazen.
Those who sell their bodies or cosplay as mech girls at least exchange their bodies for money openly!
While these disgusting guys who claim to be moral vanguards, they want everything except their conscience.
Truly, they want to have their cake and eat it too.
Meng Hao naturally had no intention of sparing these utterly disgusting individuals.
They want traffic, right?
They want to slander and smear him to feast on the flesh and blood of others, right??
They want to sacrifice him directly to gain the traffic code, fill their own pockets, and make a fortune, right???
No way.
Don't even think about it.
Meng Hao didn't intend to share even a single crumb of this traffic.
Instead of letting these shameless creatures share his traffic, it was better to seize this opportunity to build himself a ten-thousand-level or even a million-level fan account!
Perhaps, if his Huorong Industry grew bigger in the future, this account with many fans would be useful.
After all, currently, platforms like Taowang, Toutiao, Baidu, and Huateng are all focusing on live-streaming sales.
After much deliberation.
Meng Hao posted another thread on the little broken website's forum.
[Confirmed! Preparing to acquire F35!]
Instantly.
The forum exploded.
Meng Hao's account.
Yesterday, he rewarded a million for paid questions.
Tonight, he announced he was acquiring an F35.
How could this not cause an explosion of heat!
Meng Hao filtered out the comments from accounts that were either intentional or deliberately smearing him, and selectively replied to a few posts that showed genuine concern.
"Holy crap, is the boss really planning to buy an F35 from the US? Be careful not to get detained!"
"Boss, you're being foolish. Money can't solve military matters!"
"Too reckless. The US is not like our country. I've heard that many people who flaunt their wealth in public can even be shot and robbed!"
"Boss, you must think twice before acting!"
"..."
Those who wanted to蹭 traffic saw that Meng Hao was ignoring them.
So, they simply resorted to sarcastic remarks and attracting attention under posts from concerned users, trying to gain followers for themselves.
"Hahahaha, as expected, he's just a blowhard. He said he plans to go to the US to buy an F35 from the military!"
"I said yesterday that this guy is a clown seeking attention. He spent a million to create hype and generate buzz. This money will be wasted, don't you feel bad?"
"He shamelessly claims he's going to the US. Don't you know that mobile phones are not allowed on transoceanic flights, you idiot!"
"Such a foolish person is actually trying to gain followers and put on a show with such a clumsy method!"
"This idiot, doesn't he know that domestic platform software now uses real IP addresses? His IP is clearly in China."
"Hahahaha!"
"Let's see how he handles this!"
"A million in marketing expenses down the drain!"
"Hahahaha!"
"..."
Seeing the comment section descend into chaos.
Meng Hao couldn't help but retort, otherwise, they would think he couldn't face them.
Seeing these guys having more and more fun, Meng Hao leisurely replied with another post.
"Who said I'm going to the US... The arms dealer Jarvis is flying to Great Xia to meet me... His flight is the day after tomorrow... You don't understand the principle that the customer is God, but does Jarvis not understand?... Wait for my photos the day after tomorrow!"
A simple reply.
Instantly rendered these black fans, brainless followers, and smartasses speechless.
Meng Hao no longer bothered with these black fans, brainless followers, and smartasses whose faces were swollen from being slapped.
Meng Hao scrolled through a few more posts and then went offline.
...
The third day.
Early morning.
At the entrance of the newly renovated Huorong Industry factory.
Seeing that the scheduled meeting time with Jarvis had arrived.
Meng Hao, along with Chenghua and others, went to the entrance to greet him.
Since the other party had traveled a long distance across the vast ocean, Meng Hao should personally welcome him.
This had nothing to do with nationality, status, or position.
It was simply the hospitality of Great Xia, a land of etiquette, cultivated over thousands of years.
At nine in the morning.
A black car stopped in front of Meng Hao.
Clearly.
Jarvis had arrived.
He was a typical Westerner.
Around forty years old, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses that obviously cost a fortune at first glance.
Perhaps to better please Meng Hao, Jarvis had followed local customs and was not wearing Western attire, but a modified casual Tang suit, with genuine Great Xia cloth shoes on his feet.
If one ignored his high nose bridge, blue eyes, white skin, and yellow hair, his attire was somewhat similar to a Great Xia scholar-merchant!
Clearly.
To meet Meng Hao.
Jarvis had put in a lot of effort.
"Excuse me, who is Mr. Meng Hao?"
Jarvis's assistant, a translator, stepped forward to inquire.
"This is our Mr. Meng Hao, President Meng!"
Chenghua gestured for those beside him to step aside, clearing the center for Meng Hao.
The moment Jarvis's gaze fell on Meng Hao, he was clearly full of shock.
After all, the company registration information in Great Xia did not include photos or ages of the legal representative.
Jarvis had always assumed that Meng Hao, even if not of similar age, would be at least over thirty years old.
He never expected Meng Hao to be so young.
Rather than a boss of a company worth hundreds of millions, he looked more like a university student still studying.
Of course.
More likely.
This Meng Hao was merely a scion of some large enterprise.
His family had invested some money, allowing him to do business and gain experience.
For example, Wang Xiaozhang, the son of the chairman of Wanda Real Estate, who had caused a stir in Great Xia with his romantic scandals and frequent changes of girlfriends, was a prime example.
If he could win over this Meng Hao, there would likely be more opportunities for cooperation in the future, and he could earn more US dollars!
Thinking this.
Jarvis quickly lowered his posture, slightly bowed, extended both hands, and hurried towards Meng Hao!