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Chapter 1067 This little box will be magic

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the MP3 product launch.

Jiang Hua chose the conference room of the Haitian Yise Hotel as the venue for this press conference.

Many reporters came to attend the press conference. After all, Jiang Hua is a celebrity in Shenzhen City.

On the wall on one side of the conference room, there is a huge spray-painted poster, on which a girl wearing pink sportswear, wearing headphones, is standing by the sea, facing the sea breeze, her face full of intoxication.

There is also a line of big words next to it: Let music change your life!

The reporters who arrived at the press conference in advance gathered together in twos and threes and whispered among each other.

"Do you think Mr. Jiang will make any big moves this time?"

"You are stupid. The banner says MP3 product launch conference. Of course it is to promote MP3."

"You're not stupid, so can you tell me what MP3 is?"

This question left the reporter just speechless. He didn't know what an MP3 was.

The time of the press conference was set at 10:30 in the morning. Jianghua was stuck in time and came to the scene on time.

As soon as he appeared, he was immediately greeted by a flash of light.

Jiang Hua walked onto the booth calmly. For him, he is now used to facing flash lights.

"Dear friends from the media, you must be curious about what exactly mp3 is."

As soon as Jiang Hua opened his mouth, he attracted the attention of all reporters.

He looked at each other for more than ten seconds with the reporters in the audience. After successfully arousing everyone's curiosity, he spread his palms and found a silver-grey, small and exquisite electronic product lying quietly in his palms.

"This is an mp3, it looks quite exquisite."

"It's too small. What can such a gadget do?"

"Looking at the slogan, it should be related to music."

The reporters in the audience were talking in low voices.

"If I said that this little thing in the palm of my hand can replace a Walkman, would you believe it?"

Jiang Hua smiled mysteriously.

"If you don't believe it, even the imported ultra-thin Walkman is much larger than this. How can such a small thing, which is no bigger than a tape, replace the Walkman?"

A young reporter with pimples on his face shook his head and said.

Nowadays, the mainstream product for listening to music is still the Walkman. Because domestic Walkmans are relatively bulky, the ultra-thin Walkman imported from Xiaozi is currently the most popular among young people.

However, the ultra-thin imported Walkman has a beautiful appearance and an even more "beautiful" price, which ordinary working-class people cannot afford.

"Then have you ever thought that tapes are not a must-have for listening to music?"

Jiang Hua casually picked up a tape on the table and said.

"Mr. Jiang, are you kidding? You can listen to music on your VCD disc, but it has to be used with a color TV, which is not as convenient as a Walkman."

A reporter in the audience said in a joking tone.

"Don't believe it?"

"Then why don't you send a representative and come up and experience it yourself."

Jiang Hua plugged in the headphones for the MP3 player in his hand, with a very confident smile on his face.

He knew that for people of this era, the time when MP3 appeared was a bit ahead of its time, so it was understandable that people could not understand it.

"I'll experience it!"

"Choose me!"

Everyone in the audience was vying for it, raising their hands one after another.

"That beauty, it's you."

Jiang Hua casually pointed and selected a young reporter girl.

The reporter girl was very happy. She ran up to the stage and introduced herself: "Mr. Jiang, hello, I am a reporter from the Southern Times. I am very happy to be the first person to experience your product."

"Whose songs do you usually like to listen to?"

Jiang Hua smiled and asked in an approachable manner.

"I like to listen to Liu Tianwang's songs, are there any?"

The reporter girl asked expectantly.

"Put on your headphones."

Jiang Hua took the MP3 and operated it for a while, then motioned to the reporter to put on her headphones.

The reporter girl was dubious. She still didn't believe that this little thing no bigger than a palm could really listen to music.

A group of reporters in the audience stretched their necks, eagerly looking at the reporter wearing headphones, trying to judge the authenticity of this product through the expression on her face.

"ah?"

Less than five seconds after putting on the headphones, the journalist girl was startled, with an expression of disbelief still on her face.

"What's going on? This thing can actually listen to music?"

"How is the sound quality? Let me know quickly."

"Speak, what's your expression?"

The reporters in the audience felt as if a cat was scratching their heads and were a little restless.

The journalist girl wearing headphones, her eyes widened, and after almost half a minute, she said in an unbelievable tone: "Why is the sound quality so clear? It feels so much better than the sound quality of tapes."

After she finished speaking, she stared at the MP3 in her hand with surprised eyes, trying to figure out why this little thing could not only listen to music, but also have such good sound quality.

"If you can really listen to music, what's the principle behind it?"

"It's really weird. It doesn't use a tape, so where does it play the songs from?"

"Listen to me and let me feel it too."

The reporters in the audience became more and more restless.

"Don't worry, we have prepared several samples here. Interested reporters can experience them for themselves."

Jiang Hua smiled and waved to the company employees behind him.

Then, the company staff took several samples prepared in advance and went to the stage to let the reporters experience them.

Every reporter who got the mp3 was surrounded by a circle of people who wanted to experience it for themselves.

"Jiang Hua, congratulations, it seems that this product launch was a success."

Sun Miaomiao came over with a smile.

Just by looking at the atmosphere at the scene, she knew that this MP3 product launch conference was very successful. It is estimated that reporters who have experienced the product will definitely write about it after they go back.

"You have worked hard these past two days. You have worked overtime to improve the product plan. You have stayed up late, right?"

Jiang Hua saw that although Sun Miaomiao was wearing makeup, it was still difficult to cover the dark circles under her eyes.

He only changed the design drawings, but Sun Miaomiao was responsible for the specific implementation of the samples. This was a hard job, and being able to produce the samples so quickly was the result of everyone's joint efforts.

"I'm okay, but the product department has really worked hard these two days. Liu has been working hard for 72 hours straight. I forced him to take a holiday. I'm really worried about his sudden death."

Sun Miaomiao smiled and reached out to tuck a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ears.

"When we finish our work later, I will give everyone bonuses and give everyone a holiday."

Jiang Hua said with a smile.

"The matter in Shenzhen City has come to an end. It's time for you to accompany your wife to hold a birthday party in Xiangjiang."

Sun Miaomiao's eyes were a little complicated.

She quite envied Su Zhirou, but it was her own choice and she had no regrets.

"How is your second aunt? Is she still living at your house?"

Jiang Hua changed the topic.

"I haven't left yet. I haven't been home for several days. I feel troubled when I talk about this."

Sun Miaomiao frowned.
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