After opening the wooden cover, the yellow copper mace shines under the light.

Yang Zhengyu picked it up with one hand.

After Yang Zhengyu took it, he held it in his hand and said, "It's a little heavier than expected."

"Show me." Li Yonglong said and reached out to take it.

He leaned under the lamp and looked at it repeatedly, then waved it with one hand, and then took out a magnifying glass from his coat pocket.

Look at the mark on the copper mace carefully.

The imprint was only the size of a fingernail, and it was initially round, so there seemed to be something inside.

But after years of baptism, it has been almost worn out.

So much so that when Yang Zhengyu first saw the mark, he thought it was just a flaw.

Li Yonglong read it once, waved it again, and then handed it to Jin Lurong.

"Lao Jin, you haven't seen it either."

Jin Lurong took it in his hand and smiled: "The auction ended that day. I just thought it was an ordinary thing and put it down after looking at it. I didn't expect it to be a good thing."

He took it in his hand and played with it for a while.

Then he handed it to Jin Yutong, and Jin Lurong warned: "Study hard, it will take millions of skills to see this."

Li Yonglong smiled: "Look, this old guy's speech is all about hidden things."

Jin Lurong smiled: "I didn't mean that. Look at what you said. I was praising you for your profound skills."

Jin Yutong was confused.

She can't understand.

I want to return it to Yang Zhengyu.

But He Jian was picked up halfway.

He Jian took it in his hand and slid his fingers over the mace. His expression was excited, "It's a good thing. It's really well preserved."

Then he waved it for a while, then put it back in his hand and weighed it.

Finally it returned to Yang Zhengyu's hands.

Yang Zhengyu's system is only a 1.0 system at this time. There is no trial version of 2.0. It can only show that the copper mace is a high-end literary game, and further verification cannot show it.

But looking at the postures of the people in the room, they seemed to know the outcome.

Yang Zhengyu said: "Seniors, it seems that you all know some inside information. Then don't be too pretentious. Come directly and tell me what this trump card is."

Jin Lurong laughed and laughed, "Brother, can't wait? This matter is simple to say, but also complicated to say. You have to talk about it slowly."

Li Yonglong said: "Let me tell you..."

"Wait!" Yang Zhengyu stretched out his hand to stop, interrupting Li Yonglong.

Everyone looked at him curiously.

"What do you mean, Brother Yu?" Jin Yutong asked him.

Yang Zhengyu took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "You don't mind if I broadcast live."

Jin Lurong asked strangely: "Live broadcast? Is it okay?"

He said and looked at the people beside him.

Li Yonglong said: "We have no objection. It depends on whether you, Lao Jin, are willing."

Jin Lurong smiled and said: "I have never been able to get used to the things you young people do, so I won't appear on the scene. If Lao Li wants to appear on the scene, give him more shots."

Li Yonglong smiled and said: "Lao Jin, you can't just push me to the front when something happens and make yourself mysterious."

Jin Lurong smiled.

The conversation between the two was like that of an old naughty child. You said something, I said something, and there was no airs at all.

Before I fell into a trance, it seemed as if Jin Lurong was a different person when he saw Mr. Zhou’s golden sword that day.

Yang Zhengyu didn't wait for them to finish discussing, and took out two mobile phones first.

One is what I usually use, so I can open my live broadcast room to see the effect.

The other one was a mobile phone specially designed for live broadcasting. He took out a stand from his pocket and put it on the table.

Jin Lurong and everyone looked at him.

Jin Lurong said: "Look, this is called professional. There are two equipments."

Yang Zhengyu said: "I am not a professional. Those who are professional have dozens of mobile phones and can open dozens of live broadcast rooms at the same time. I am considered a small anchor."

Jin Yutong said: "Brother Yu, your influence is quite big now. I see you were on the hot search again a few days ago."

Yang Zhengyu said: "There is no way. I didn't want to. I happened to be caught that day, so I just did a live broadcast. I heard that the effect was good."

At this time, Yang Zhengyu opened the live broadcast room, looked at his appearance, made sure there was nothing wrong, and then moved the hair from his forehead.

At this time, He Jianren hid aside and said, "Otherwise I won't appear on the scene. My identity seems to be sensitive here."

Jin Lurong said: "What are you afraid of? You are an ordinary person with a flat head and a little money at most. Are you afraid of the audience watching?"

After telling him this, He Jian stopped talking, straightened his collar and sat up straight.

Everything is ready for broadcast.

Soon there were more than 5,000 people online in the live broadcast room.

At this time, it was only about 9 o'clock in the morning.

Many netizens have gone to work, and there are not many people in the live broadcast room.

But the growth rate of Yang Zhengyu’s data is really surprising.

Jin Yutong said: "Brother Yu, you have just gone live, and there are already 5,000 people waiting for you. You must have bought the volume."

Yang Zhengyu shook his head: "That's definitely impossible. Why should I spend this money? Besides, my friends all come to see my show, so what's the use of buying more."

Buying volume is a common technique used by anchors. Some people on the opposite side are not people at all, maybe just a smartphone worth hundreds of dollars connected to a power cord.

In Longjing City, the large office of the operation center of the live streaming app headquarters.

The huge display screen shows real-time data of the entire network.

Employees wearing plaid shirts are busy nervously.

There are many live broadcast rooms playing on the computers in front of them.

Some data are summarized immediately.

Zhang Taihang is working overtime when he returns to the company.

He saw Yang Zhengyu online.

He said excitedly: "Give him a live broadcast to open a screen advertisement! He is probably appraising a piece of copper today. Maybe it will be another hot spot, and it may be a hot search."

After the staff heard this, they immediately started debugging.

There was a crackling sound in the office.

Looking at the data in Yang Zhengyu's live broadcast room, Zhang Taihang's face cast a shadow.

According to Yang Zhengyu's development speed, the industry may soon realize his abilities, and it will not be as easy to snatch him away later.

At this time, the phone on Zhang Taihang's desk rang.

He looked at the caller ID, sat up straight and answered the phone.

"Hey! Is this Mr. Qian?"

It was a call from Qian Fan, Vice President of the Live Broadcasting App Group.

Since Zhang Taihang went to Xijing and returned without success, Qian Fan has not called again.

"Yes! I saw you put Yang Zhengyu's live broadcast room on the screen!"

"Yes, yes." Zhang Taihang said confidently: "There is probably another hit today."

"No!" Qian Fan simply interrupted Zhang Taihang's speech, "He doesn't accept gifts or engage in PK, so it won't help our performance. We are now in a critical period for financial reporting. We don't want to open such an important resource as screen.

Give it to him again."

Zhang Taihang heard this and wanted to argue, "Mr. Qian will think about it again. His live broadcast can help us attract new people."
Chapter completed!