The Okama Kingdom consumes 200 million Belli worth of sequined costumes every month...
These data, through millions of transactions on the shopping cart, had long since woven into a precise consumer portrait network.
But he merely elegantly set down his teacup, which made a soft 'tap' as its bottom met the sugar-crystal table.
"Mr. Katakuri, you worry too much." Ron's suit cuff brushed the table, and an exquisite golden compass appeared in his palm at some point. "We have our own... research methods."
The compass traced a mysterious golden line in the sunlight, reflecting in Katakuri's red pupils.
This Sweet Commander's Observation Haki suddenly stung like a premonition; he vaguely saw countless numbers forming a data torrent in the void, each consumer's purchase record twinkling like stars.
Linlin suddenly leaned in, a mix of perfume and cloyingly sweet candy scent wafting over: "Does that girl Hancock have some secret weapon?" She blinked, "Like the Empress's crystal ball for fortune-telling?"
Ron smiled without speaking: "The specific algorithm is a trade secret." His voice was seductively low, "But what I can reveal is..."
He lightly tapped his fingertip, and projected click estimates for the "Overbearing CEO" series immediately popped up on the map in various locations. "We can even calculate when viewers will pause to take screenshots."
Katakuri's scarf moved without a breeze. He suddenly felt grateful that he hadn't asked more in-depth questions just now—this chairman's intelligence network was probably ten times more terrifying than Linlin's.
"Mama mama mama! Professional enough!" Linlin excitedly grabbed a handful of candies and scattered them into the air. "Then it's settled! By next Monday, I want to see 'The Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King' at the top of the entertainment charts!"
"That data..." Katakuri's voice was uncharacteristically hesitant, "Can it be precise down to an individual?"
Ron's leather shoes paused for half a second on the marshmallow carpet, and Moonlight cast strange color blocks on his glasses through the stained glass: "Who knows?"
"Perhaps you should pay attention to who in Totto Land has been buying ties and cufflinks in bulk recently."
Katakuri, left standing in place, his pupils constricted. He suddenly remembered the logistics department's unusual purchase order from last week: three hundred sets of high-end suits, all in his size.
The meeting then continued.
"Ahem... We will customize pushes for specific audiences." Ron quickly regained the composure of a business elite, sliding a detailed promotion plan in front of Linlin. "The first phase will be launched in thirty-seven countries, covering a population of approximately..."
Linlin didn't even look at it, stuffing the proposal to Perospero: "These numbers are too boring!"
She suddenly lowered her voice mysteriously, "I'll tell you a secret—perolin~"
The Candy Minister cooperatively released a smoke bomb. Linlin excitedly gestured in the smoke, "I had Brulee store over 200 drunk Kaido materials in the Mirror World! Specifically for making 'crooked-mouth' emojis!"
A loud 'clang' suddenly came from behind the stage.
Katakuri had knocked over a prop champagne tower, still clutching the "Pirate Son-in-Law" extra scene notice he had just received.
Ron keenly noticed that this Sweet Commander's scarf had somehow transformed into the dark-patterned tie typical of an overbearing CEO, and even his earrings had been replaced with more refined platinum ones, clearly indicating he had silently accepted his new identity.
"Speaking of which..." Ron casually rotated his pinky ring, "How did you become interested in this type of genre?"
"Mama mama mama!" Linlin suddenly pulled out a diamond-studded phone from under her throne. "Three months ago, Hancock sent a trial broadcast..."
The screen lit up, revealing a pirated version of the classic "Overbearing CEO Falls in Love with Me," with the CEO on screen giving a sinister smile: "Woman, you're playing with fire."
Ron's teacup hovered mid-air, a little stunned.
"Especially this part!" Linlin excitedly fast-forwarded to the crooked-mouth close-up. "Mama mama mama! This expression of three parts mockery, three parts coldness, and four parts nonchalance..."
She suddenly put on a straight face and mimicked it, but her mouth twitched as if she had facial nerve disorder. "How is it? I practiced for a long time!"
On the side of the stage, Pudding was secretly filming this scene with a memory film, the film's label reading "Four Emperors' Acting Masterclass Daily · NG Collection."
"Very... infectious." Ron swallowed his black tea without changing his expression.
Turns out Linlin was a born short drama prodigy!
Just a snippet of a reminder, and she awakened her short drama abilities!
As the meeting neared its end, Linlin was already excitedly planning merchandise development: "The candy factory needs to release a CEO series of chocolates! Put Katakuri on the packaging!"
She suddenly seemed to remember something and tugged on Ron's sleeve, "Oh right! Next month when we film 'The Four Emperors' Runaway Sweetheart,' can we borrow Hancock's little snake that can petrify as a special effect?"
Ron's movement to adjust his cuff paused slightly. He suddenly looked forward to the Empress's expression when she received this request; it might be even more wonderful than when she saw the script.
As he left Cake Island, Ron looked back.
The holographic screen on the castle's outer wall was continuously playing today's filming bloopers: Katakuri untying his tie with one hand, Pudding crying in the rain, finally freezing on Linlin's personal demonstration of the "standard crooked-mouth smile."
"I need to inform Morgans," Ron whispered to his accompanying intelligence officer. "Reserve tomorrow's front page." A slight smile played on his lips. "The title will be... 'New World Cultural New Wave: The Four Emperors' Transformation.'"
The sea breeze dispersed his whisper, also carrying away the sugar frosting drifting from Totto Land.
Those absurd yet shrewd business calculations would all turn into a world-overturning storm with the flapping wings of tomorrow's News Birds!
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The next day,
At dawn, the headquarters of the World Economic News Agency were brightly lit.
Morgans' feathers were stained with coffee, his golden monocle reflecting the blue light of dozens of monitoring screens. His trembling bird claws hovered above the publish button, and his tail feathers flared out with excitement.
"Are you sure you want to write that title?" Morgans confirmed for the 13th time, the gilded title "Four Emperors Transform: Totto Land Pictures' First Overbearing CEO Short Drama Premieres Tonight at 8 PM" flickering on the screen. "This is even more explosive than 'Roger's Treasure Appears'!
In the video call, Ron toyed with a golden compass in his hand: "Don't forget to add the 'Exclusive Broadcast Online' watermark."
His gaze behind the lenses swept over the cover Morgans had prepared: a Q-version avatar of Linlin wearing a director's hat, with a still of Katakuri in a suit and tie in the background. "The pre-release video can be uploaded."
When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds,
The News King's TikTok account immediately released the video prepared overnight!
Shocking!
"Four Emperors Transform: Totto Land Pictures' First Overbearing CEO Short Drama Premieres Tonight at 8 PM"!!!
"Breaking News! Four Emperors Charlotte Linlin Establishes Totto Land Pictures! First'Sweet CEO, Don't Love Too Much' Premieres Tonight at 8 PM!"
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