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The blogger's video quickly went viral, but because Lingjiu Technology only released a few announcements on its official website and did not do any other promotion, there were many doubts at the time.

Chu Anlan scrolled through the screen, clicking into the comments section of several video clips.

Wow, that's amazing! Is this our independently developed bionic prosthetic limb? I heard it's even more advanced than those from abroad?

[Wow, this is so cheap! Is it real?]

If it's really that good and cheap, how many families could it save?

[Who is the second-generation owner of this Lingjiu Technology? So many hospitals are promoting it.]

[A bionic prosthesis for just over ten thousand? My classmate had an electromuscular prosthesis done abroad a few years ago, which would have cost at least tens of thousands of dollars. What kind of thing did he get for just over ten thousand?]

[That's a lie, right? If such advanced technology really existed, it would have been on the news long ago.]

[Upstairs, it's on the news! Several official news outlets have reported on it, but I don't know why so many people still don't know.]

[Is this true? I also had my leg amputated, but a regular prosthesis wouldn't help me much. If this bionic prosthesis is really like what's shown in the video, I'll grit my teeth and get one.]

I've seen so many posts about 09Tech's bionic prosthetics; how much money did they spend on advertising?

[Real-person test: the No. 1 prosthetic limb is practically identical to a natural-born limb! Go for it if you need one!!]

[You get what you pay for. There are bionic prosthetics available overseas, but they cost at least several hundred thousand yuan. This one, costing just over ten thousand, is clearly a rip-off!]

I just searched for Lingjiu Technology's bionic prosthetic limbs, and their claims are ridiculously exaggerated. Isn't this kind of advertising illegal?

[Of the 10,000 yuan, some goes to the higher-ups, some to the hospital, some to their company, and they still have to spend money on advertising. This prosthetic limb is just a pile of scrap metal, isn't it?]

[Exactly! I've seen several recommendations for this Zero Nine Technology company's bionic prosthetic limbs, and everyone seems so excited, using exaggerated language. It's obviously from a cheap online marketing company.]

[Ha, they call themselves experts at crushing foreign technology? They're more likely crushing their social skills!]

.........

Chu Anlan was furious at the various negative comments. Knowing that Yu Heng was busy, he found his chat interface with Chu Anning and started harassing her.

Lan: [What's going on with your company?]

Lan: [They're being attacked like this online]

Lan: [Aren't you guys going to respond to anything?]

Ning: [What are you responding to?]

Lan: [Release product data, let real users speak out, your company should issue another clarification, and send a lawyer's letter to the haters.]

Lan: [By the way, don't you guys also have a collaboration with the official channels? Like, cooperating with them to release a statement or something?]

Ning: [Everyone in our company is incredibly busy right now, who has time for this?]

Lan: [So you still have time to chat with me!]

Ning: [You're lucky, I just caught my breath.]

Chu Anlan glared angrily.

Lan: [You go about your business, but what's your company's PR department doing?]

Ning: [Even our company isn't in a hurry, why are you, an outsider, so anxious?]

Lan: [Wait till I get to the company and fire you, then we'll see if I'm still an outsider!!]

Chu Anning sat in a simple office, holding a bottle of Luanquan water in one hand and her mobile phone in the other.

"Tsk!" Looking at the message Chu Anlan sent, she felt a bit of a toothache.

"Assistant Chu, we've compiled the statistics, and the store addresses in J Province have all been finalized. Would you like to take a look?"

Song Xinlin from the sales department handed Chu Anning the city site selection information that everyone had discussed.

Chu Anning took the documents and glanced at them: "Anything is fine. You and Xiao He can go and check on the construction team for the store." She then checked the time: "We'll have a meeting in thirty minutes. You can go ahead and get busy!"

"Okay." Song Xinlin nodded and went out to inform everyone.

They are now led by Assistant Chu, and consist of six people: two from the sales department, one from the operations department, one from the human resources department, and one from the legal department.

In J province, they are busy selecting sites throughout the province to open offline stores for the company.

Ning: [The company doesn't care about this; bionic prosthetics aren't our main product.]

Ning: [Besides, everyone is working hard on the company's new product launch right now, so there's no time to worry about Number 1.]

Ning: [Number 1 is a charity product; the company won't spend money on advertising it.]

Ning: [Those who need it can consult the hospital themselves; we have no obligation to explain if they don't.]

Ning: [That's it, I have to go now.]

After sending the message to Chu Anlan, Chu Anning put her phone away and opened the files to read them carefully.

Chu Anlan sent several more messages to Chu Anning, but she really ignored him. He was so angry that he was snorting.

He turned off his phone screen, intending to avoid seeing it altogether.

Seeing Ding Minjun and Wen Qiu chatting, he went over to them.

"Assistant Ding, let me treat you to lunch today. Are you free?" Chu Anlan pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Of course, it's my honor." Ding Minjun smiled and nodded.

"Brother Chu, shall we go eat at 'Xiaoxiang Pavilion' today?" Wang Shaojie suggested excitedly when he heard that they were going out to eat.

"Can Assistant Ding eat spicy food?" Xiaoxiangguan is a Hunan cuisine restaurant, and they can all eat spicy food, but I don't know if Ding Minjun can.

"I can."

“Okay, let’s go to Xiaoxiang Pavilion later. Sister Qiu, do you have anything else to do this afternoon?” Chu Anlan turned to Wen Qiu and asked.

"I'm fine. I was going to go with you this afternoon to try on your outfit for Fashion Week anyway." Wen Qiu is usually quite busy.

The two junior artists under her management have recently seen a improvement in their resources, and she has to travel between several places.

“We don’t need to use the original styling plan for Young Master Chu. “Amug” and “FN” will have a dedicated styling team for Young Master Chu,” Ding Minjun said to Wen Qiu.

Celebrities who attend Fashion Week must prepare gowns from the brand they're attending, and they can't wear the same outfit as other celebrities, so they have to start preparing well in advance of Fashion Week.

Chu Anlan is alright; it's a bit easier for male celebrities than female celebrities. However, Wen Qiu had already made preparations for him to go to Fashion Week.

So what did Ding Minjun say at this moment? "Amuger" and "FN" specially sent a styling team over?

Amog and FN are leading brands in the fashion industry and representatives of luxury goods.

These are two undeniably high-end luxury brands, and people in the industry would fight tooth and nail for their endorsements.

"Is it...is it...President Yu?" Wen Qiu asked Ding Minjun in a daze.

"Yes, Young Master Chu's invitation was sent by his company, and it's different from a regular invitation."

Wen Qiu knew about this. An Lan had given her the invitation letter from President He, and she had even used it to exchange for two small resources.

But she thought the invitation letter from President Yu to An Lan was from Huanyu Media, but it turned out to be sent directly by the brand?

Wen Qiu excitedly grasped Chu Anlan's hand: "Then you can sit directly in the first row of the SSSVIP section of the show?"

"Young Master Chu can go on stage if he wants," Ding Minjun said with a confident smile.

She has already contacted the heads of Amug and FN. As the assistant to their major shareholder, Amug and FN dared not refuse her request.

Wen Qiu pressed her hand to her chest, looking at Ding Minjun's disdainful expression, then turned to look at Chu Anlan, as if she could see him shining.

She's hooked up with a rich kid!