Tia traveled to all jewelry stores in New York to buy a gift that she liked.

No, no!

There are no yellow diamonds with more than 5 carats.

"Correction of goods, no matter where you come from, you will be delivered to New York before Christmas." Tia cannot bring back bad news to the boss that he has no goods.

She also didn't allow it to be used as an excuse, and it was her duty to solve the problem for her wife.

So, when she met Tia in the apartment, Li Zitao learned from her that the gift would be handed to her before Christmas.

This answer is enough.

In addition, she also brought herself a surprise!

Emerald Dragon Light, top-quality emerald, pure handmade needle carving.

This craft alone is rare and valuable.

What is even more shocking is that when you look at it with a magnifying glass, you can clearly see the dragon shape spliced ​​by the dot formed by the tip of each needle.

It is lifelike, as if it is about to stand out in the next second, which is shocking.

Li Zitao, who had a big glass of pine open, sighed and said, "Its value is enough to be put into the treasure house."

"Is it a surprise?" Tia asked with his eyes rolling.

Li Zitao smiled as if he saw through her, "Take off the new ring on your hand first before talking!"

He pouted unhappily, then raised his hand and looked at the 2 carat yellow diamond on his middle finger. Tia twisted happily, full of arrogantness.

"By the way." Looking at Tia who was so happy, Li Zitao remembered Ava's application and said: "Ava wants to come back and rest, you can go and replace her for a while."

"Ah?" Tia asked unhappily: "How long?"

"Just like her." Li Zitao glared at her angrily: "Your holiday is over."

For the secretary who is by your side, it is really no different from a vacation.

Tia has enjoyed such a long vacation, and now it is Ava, who is far away in Frankfurt.

Although she has never complained, it has so far been the second time she has applied to the secretariat to be transferred back to the New York branch of the United States.

Occasionally, Li Zitao also needs to consider serving a bowl of water.

Tia left the next day. Although she was reluctant, she still got on the plane obediently.

Ava has come back, but nothing happened in the past two days, so Li Zitao asked her to adjust her condition at home and then come to work.

There are three days left before Christmas, and the overwhelming advertisements have begun.

All major authoritative newspapers and magazines, as long as they are related to cars, are dominated by the same photo.

BMW Isetta is launched, changing life and opening up a new driving experience.

A photo of a model standing next to the sky blue ‘ostrich egg’ and an elegant smile has become the new favorite of the media.

The radio and TV shows also teased; is the thing that looks like an egg really a car?

For any product, having a topic is the best publicity.

Pioneer took the opportunity to invite the TV station to the closed special test car site and filmed a whole episode of interviews related to Isetta.

From its design concept, to environmental awareness, to space saving and energy advantages.

To its driving experience, handling and safety, the comprehensive evaluation gives people a more intuitive understanding of the Isetta.

This is a convenient compact sedan that travels between cities and suburbs, with no problems at all.

It was also this interview that allowed the media and car manufacturers to see new marketing and profit points, and set a precedent for car brands' documentaries.

However, what is more important to BMW at present is the order!

Only orders are persuasive, and the rest are false.

This agreement to BMW launch Isetta is to give it and Victor's last chance.

Therefore, whether in resource support or publicity, Pioneer will do its best to cooperate.

If Isetta still fails with such full support, I believe that neither Victor nor the boss will have nothing to say.

"Is there any news?" Victor never ceased to see the video after the press conference and advertisements were broadcast on TV.

It's the second day now, and tomorrow is Christmas.

At this time, people should be preparing for the festival, and Isetta has also launched a brand new advertisement.

Isetta, low displacement, reduce pollution, start with you and me.

Isetta is convenient and fast, making your trip easier.

Love her, love home, love Isetta.

Various fancy advertisements flock to every corner of the city under the media publicity, and even the LED screen in Times Square is scrolling and refreshing information about Isetta.

Compared with other brands of cars, it is incredibly low at an incredible price, and I believe it will definitely touch people's hearts.

But no one knows how many people can be impressed at the moment.

Time passed without realizing it, and Victor's heart gradually sinks, sinking deeper and deeper.

Anyway, news should come now.

But until now, he did not receive any information about sales.

‘Didn’t one of them be sold?’ Victor would never believe it.

However, reality has made him question his affirmation. Perhaps they are too confident that BMW's fate will end here.

Everything is destined?

The sky gradually faded, and the employees of the Pioneer Experimental Zone left with jokes.

Tomorrow is Christmas, and they are going to rush back to have dinner with their families, spend Christmas Eve together, and prepare for tomorrow's lively festival.

Only the BMW Studio lights are still on.

In the brightly lit studio, the atmosphere was low and silent.

No one could believe that they failed like this. Isetta, who had paid attention to all his efforts, was like a stone thrown into the sea, and could not cause any waves.

"Okay." The experimental area was completely in tranquility. There was no one else except the patrol security. Victor turned around and clapped his hands to everyone and said, "Go home!"

"Thank you for your hard work over the years." Victor opened his mouth, and finally just lowered his head and waved, "Let's go, go home."

The engineers looked at each other, with a strong unwillingness in their eyes.

But they had to accept this fact and failed again...

Ring!

As soon as the rushing phone call sounded, Victor rushed forward at a speed that was not consistent with his age and grabbed the phone.

"BMW!" Victor's voice was trembling.

Everyone looked at him with nervous eyes, hoping that God would not give up on them.

As time went by, Victor gradually became angry on his deadly face.

The dull eyes became brighter and blood surged on his cheeks, making him look like a drunken drunk.

Finally, he pulled off his hat and staggered against the table and laughed loudly. "Haha, haha, it's successful, we succeed, ha...Thank God, oh!"

"Is it really successful?" Someone looked at Victor with tears in his eyes and looked at him with an incredible look, his clenched hands trembling constantly.

Victor pressed the phone on his shoulder and nodded vigorously and shouted, "Yes, we succeeded, 6,000 units... Now there are 6,005 units, long live Isetta!"
Chapter completed!