It was no wonder the audience was shocked. After all, it was truly unbelievable.
Who was Gates?
The leading tycoon of the global internet!
People like him were like a bright moon in the sky. He could only be admired from afar and no one could touch him!
Yet now, he had been invited over by an ordinary-looking person. This situation was akin to when a commoner bragged and called the emperor over to support him.
That was why the audience was so shocked.
Then, there was Thomson.
Seeing the audience so shocked, he could not help but look back. When he saw Gates on the screen, he could immediately tell that this Gates was not the Gates he knew.
Although the other party's figure was similar to Gates's, his shifty eyes were completely different from the deep, intelligent, and energetic Gates whom he remembered.
Just as he thought it was strange, the audience noticed it too. As the camera zoomed in, the appearance of this Gates became clearer.
Laughter instantly filled the air.
"Hahaha, this is Gates?"
"D*mn, I was shocked just now. I really thought it was Gates, but turns out it's the artist, Little Gates."
"I know this person. We're from the same state, but he was signed by some rubbish entertainment company for looking like Gates. He even shot short videos with the artist, Obama, to gain some traffic."
"Phew, I almost thought I was going to eat sh*t."
"Thank you, hero, for sparing my life!"
"Thank you for not feeding me sh*t."
"The richest man is indeed smart. It's Gates, but the artist."
"The richest man has put in quite a lot of thought into it this time."
"I'm impressed."
"The artist, Little Gates, has gone live."
...
That was right.
The audience quickly realized that this so-called Gates was the celebrity impersonator Gates. He was not the real Gates at all.
Hence, when the dramatic scene appeared, they laughed so hard that they fell off their chair.
However, the audience was not the only ones who were dumbfounded. Even Thomson had his questions.
He was clearly on the phone with Gates, so how did Gates become the artist, Little Gates?
He was puzzled. Just when he was about to make a call to ask about it, his wife opened her mouth and said, "What's going on? Does the director need to embarrass you?"
Upon hearing his wife's dissatisfaction, Thomson smiled and then said, "It's okay. Little Gates should be here soon."
Although he did not know what was going on, Thomson believed that the real Gates would definitely not refuse his orders.
Then, he recalled the director's hesitant look and immediately knew that the director was the one who arranged fake Gates.
Even so, he felt that there was no point in explaining himself. The audience truly believed he invited the fake Gates, and they would not believe otherwise. As such, he sat calmly on the sofa and waited.
At the same time, the real Gates had just arrived in the city center. However, when he saw the crowd outside his car window, he realized that queuing would definitely delay his boss's matter.
"Hill, get out of the car and buy something as fast as you can. If you have to queue up, give them money."
For Gates, there was nothing that money could not fix. If there was, he would give them more money.
At that, the secretary nodded before she hurriedly got out of the car and ran over.
To be able to become Gates's secretary, not only was she intelligent and capable, but her looks were also excellent.
The moment she walked into the crowd, everyone crowded around her. Especially since she was dressed in a professional suit, people's imaginations ran wild.
The secretary did not think too much. When she saw the long line, she said, "Those in the front line, can you make way? One thousand per person."
Her words triggered some customers to curse at her.
"Who do you think you are? Let us make... Everyone, do us a favor. Please make way. I'm definitely not doing it because of a thousand dollars. I did so because the girl is alone. There must be something urgent."
When the customer first heard about giving up his spot, he was very unhappy.
However, when he heard that it was for 1,000 dollars a person, there was nothing else he could say.
He had to give it up!
Very soon, the line, which was supposed to take at least an hour, was settled in a few minutes. The secretary had also gotten what she wanted. Then, under the gaze of countless people, she walked into a Rolls-Royce that was worth 10 million dollars.
"No wonder she's so rich. She rides in a Rolls-Royce."
"As expected, the pretty ones always ride a luxury car."
"I want to be a woman in my next life. That way, I don't need to struggle. All I need to do is be good-looking."
"Sigh, it's good to be rich."
Under everyone's envious eyes, the Rolls-Royce quickly drove towards the television station.