Chapter 9: Product launch

New York at night is a world where heaven and hell coexist.

The rich live in revelry every night, while the working class gathers in small houses of just a few square meters, waiting for life to pass by.

This is a city where opportunities and crises live together, like a torrent of hidden treasures.

Everyone travels alone in a canoe, hoping to recover the buried treasure, but if you make a false move, the boat will be destroyed and everyone will die.

As a "sacred place" for brand communication worldwide, Times Square in New York is known as the "crossroads of the world."

It is this city's favorite. Around 350,000 people pass through and stop here every day.

It is the commercial district with the highest flow of people in the world and is considered one of the best windows for 'attracting global attention.'

Under these conditions, there is no doubt that any brand that can land here in Times Square will surely gain great exposure.

In one week, the press conference of Pioneer Technology in New York only received fewer than twenty reporters who attended the conference.

And many of them are reporters from small to medium-sized newspapers, and there are not even a few medium-large size newspapers.

The most well-known news newspapers didn't even give it a glance, obviously, those people basically considered their press conference as the performance of a circus clown.

But someone really came, and for Killian, that's enough.

At this moment, his eyes are extremely excited, because this time it will officially represent the start of his journey in the Marvel Universe.

But what Killian could not imagine was that although the media reporters who were invited to the site did not arrive, they had in fact asked assistants or interns to come and continue to pay attention to this so-called product launch privately.

After all, everything said in the promotion is too sci-fi.

If they were really invited here, and this was a famous incident, as a leading news company, they really couldn't afford it.

But even though many people think it's just a publicity stunt, if done privately it will have no impact.

After all, they can also ask the assistants to take some photos of the media on site, so they can write the next day that the IQ of such and such media reporter is concerning, and that April Fool's Day jokes can actually be taken seriously.

...

On the other hand, when the lights came on, Killian stepped onto the stage wearing his own black tie suit.

In the auditorium in front of him, sitting in rows of seats, were more than 20 media reporters from various states.

Of course, if he performs well, there will also be tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people watching him in the spotlight through the screen.

"Hello everyone, my name is Killian, the founder of Pioneer Technology."

"This time, I am very grateful to the elite media from the major newspapers who were invited to the venue and to the tens of thousands of viewers present."

"Thank you very much for attending our company's press conference, of course, I can assure you that you will never regret your choice today."

As he looked at the hundreds of people in front of him, as well as the people coming and going outside, and the tens of thousands of people who occasionally stopped in the square to watch him on the big screen, at that moment Killian felt an unparalleled glory.

Who am I? The aura of "the world is in my hands" kept building up in his heart.

When Killian finished speaking, everyone in the seats laughed.

It's unclear how much was amusing and how much ridicule.

For Killian, none of this mattered, he looked at everyone in front of him, then continued smiling and said.

"My original plan for this press conference was to divide it into two parts."

"The first part is to introduce our company and the founding philosophy."

"The second part is the introduction and demonstration of the product."

"But I took a look and found that most of the people here are young, perhaps, like me, they are impatient and not interested in those vague and common things."

"I also, so I decided to start presenting our products directly."

"In the future, the protagonist will also be everyone's personal health advisor, the medical services robot Baymax."

When Killian finished speaking, the lights that were originally focused on Killian immediately disappeared and then focused on the red and white suitcase in front of him that everyone thought was luggage.

And it was this beam of light that made everyone notice the box.

For a while, whispers were heard at the scene.

"Oh my God, I don't know why I always felt this suitcase was going to surprise me."

"Is that possible? That's a robot, but a medical robot?"

"Medical robots, are they really a godsend for us? Is the era of the technological explosion approaching?"

"None of this matters, I just know that this founder is really handsome."

...

Then, watching the suddenly noisy scene, Killian had no intention of controlling it.

Instead

, in front of everyone's eyes, he took the knife he had in his arms and then made a small incision on his arm.

Since then, the scene replayed the incredible expressions of everyone in the laboratory.

After unfolding the red and white suitcase, everyone realized that the suitcase was completely red, and the white balloon was the real protagonist this time.

As in the previous test, Baymax completed a wave of bandages on Killian in front of the astonished eyes of everyone.

"Sir, if you are satisfied with my service, please give me a positive review so I can rest again."

After the operation, Baymax politely told Killian with those cute and friendly words.

"I'm sorry, Baymax, this time it might be a bit later, our friends from the audience are still watching you."

When he heard Baymax's words, Killian spoke with a smile on his face and indicated for him to look at the stunned audience people.

"Hello everyone! I am the private medical consultant Baymax!"

After hearing Killian's words, Baymax also looked down, after seeing everyone, he took two steps forward with his chubby feet and then spoke.

"What, it really is a robot of the future!!"

"Impossible!"

"It's fake, it's definitely fake, there must be someone inside."

...

For a moment, voices of disbelief sounded one after another, once again provoking a wave of climax in the atmosphere of the scene.

Some reporters who had not come because they were invited before and who were secretly watching below, immediately stood up and spoke.

But without a doubt, everyone was extremely excited, the female reporters had bright eyes watching the marshmallow-like Baymax.