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Chapter 150

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Li Mochen glanced sideways at Carl. "Is this appropriate? Won't it affect the sales of your products? "

"We didn't do it. It's the bookmakers. They obviously want to make another fortune on you."

Carl Holden defended himself subconsciously, but he quickly told the truth under Li Mochen's gaze. "I don't know the specifics, but the boss thinks that 'controversy' and 'topic' are the best way to keep you popular and exposed. He plans to make you a well-known high school fighting star in America as soon as possible. As for the impact on our company, it's actually very limited. William, can you give me the remote control? "

William threw the remote control over, and Carl turned on the TV again and changed the channel.

"This is Georgia Youth TV, a public TV station under the America Broadcasting Corporation. Its audience is young people, especially women."

While Carl was explaining, Li Mochen and William were both watching the TV.

It was a talk show, and the host was a charming middle-aged woman. She was saying, "You guessed right. Today, we're going to talk about the hottest topic on the West Coast of America. The battle between the Prince of Dual Swords and the Prince of Luck — "

At this time, the left side of the screen showed a picture of Li Mochen pressing down on James Lance, kissing the lucky bracelet amidst the flying plastic bottles and cans.

"Cool!"

William praised softly. "Who took this picture? It's really beautiful."

Li Mochen also felt that this look was very handsome and cool. He was almost mesmerized by himself in the picture.

But then he realized that someone must have edited the picture. The original owner of this body was indeed very handsome and charming, but he was not so beautiful that he looked like an otherworldly person.

"Very handsome, isn't it? This is the man of the hour on the East Coast of America, the Prince of Luck, Andre Lee Wildenstein. A prince from the top aristocratic family in America who fell to the mortal world, a peerless combat genius — "

The middle-aged woman said these words that made Li Mochen feel extremely mushy. "Before we start our discussion, please let us see a video. I believe that many of the viewers in front of the TV have already seen the live broadcast, but I might as well let the majority of the people who don't know the situation understand it a little more. "

Following the host's words, the scene on the TV quickly changed. The next scene was the scene of Li Mochen defeating James Lance in the arena in the Storm Stadium.

Li Mochen realized that this video had been carefully edited. The angle chosen was the most suitable, and it vividly displayed his calm and cool attitude on the arena.

The total length of the video was less than two minutes, and the scene quickly switched back to the recording studio.

"Isn't this a very handsome young man? Even I was mesmerized. Especially when he defeated his opponent, it was like an elf's dance. "

The host looked at the guest next to him with an inquiring look. "Mr. Punk, what do you think of this video of the game? And then there's Andrew Lee Wildenstein. "

"The way this student Wildenstein defeated James Lance is an Eastern martial arts technique called leveraging force. It's a very high-end combat technique that usually only high-level outsiders can master."

The old black man on the sofa next to him said, "Then I have to tell you about James Lance. He was the runner-up of last year's MOS individual competition in Atlanta High School. He is the favorite to win the championship this year, and he is a magic warrior who has reached level seven. Student Wildenstein was able to use the technique of leveraging force in front of an opponent of this level, which shows his combat level. There is no doubt that this is the most talented middle school student I have ever seen, no one else! "

"It's actually Desaro Punk! Retired Emperor of War, winner of NMOSA's two-time golden belt, member of NMOSA Hall of Fame, one of the top 50 superstars. He is the pride of black people. He retired at the age of sixty-five and is one of the rare NMOSA players who stepped into the legendary realm after retirement — "

William's eyes were full of admiration. Carl Holden turned off the TV again with the remote control. "This is the strategy we have adopted. Nathan Group's publicity resources will focus on young people and female audiences. Due to the generation gap, their favorite media usually does not overlap with adults, especially those gamblers. As the image artist explained to you before, your background, talent, and appearance are very popular among young girls in America. "

As Carl said this, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Li Mochen had already sensed who was outside the door, which gave him a bad feeling.

"Angela, is it? Come in. "

"Did you sense me just now? That's amazing. "

It was Angela and Lina who pushed the door open. Both of them walked in happily with a large bowl of soup in their hands.

"Ammo, you must be tired now, right? I reckon that your contract with Naessen won't be settled before one or two in the morning, so I made a bowl of soup for you. "

Angela brought the soup bowl to Li Mochen. When she opened the lid, a rich aroma immediately overflowed.

"See that? Perfect tonic soup. Ammo, you like Eastern food, don't you? I specially followed the recipe given to me by an Eastern chef. "

"Wow!"

William Jacques looked at the two of them with a faint smile. "I think I must have a share, right?"

"No, this is my first time making it. How can I make too much?"

Angela's expression was calm, and she didn't feel guilty or embarrassed at all. "This is for Ah-Mo and the Little Dragon Vein to try. When they are satisfied, I can bring this dish out to others. Next time, okay? I will add your share. "

William Jacques' face twitched. He felt that he was inferior to Dragon Mai as a pet. Two big bowls of soup. Could one big bowl and one small bowl finish it?

Li Mochen, on the other hand, silently turned over the contents of the pot with a spoon, and then his eyebrows twitched. Very good, as expected of the Medici Family's Ten Complete Tonic Soup.

Five-hundred-year-old ginseng, blood ginger, one of the main ingredients of Leviathan, and West Sea Angelica, which was produced in the mountainside of Kunlun and was worth three thousand gold duns a gram — these were just some of the supplementary ingredients. Li Mochen didn't recognize the others yet.

And then there was the smaller deep-sea fire turtle as the main ingredient — wow, what did he see? There was also the meat of a suspected level-17 dragon species and the heart of a level-16 sacred firebird.

I wonder what kind of recipe this Ten Complete Tonic Soup is based on? What kind of Yin and Yang dialectical theory was it based on?

The key was that he had eaten too much medicine and beast meat. He was almost overnourished.

"Ammo, are you worried about my cooking?"

Angela seemed a little wronged. "I tried it before I came. It's very delicious. And it's salty, which should be the taste you like. "

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