After a few simple shots, two handsome and beautiful models were found. The man was wearing a high-end suit and the woman was wearing a professional OL skirt. The two of them were in a western restaurant, facing the camera like crazy. First, a close-up of the man, he gave a thumbs up:

“New Yorker restaurant, great atmosphere!”

Next comes a close-up of the woman, with her hand extended in a welcoming gesture.

“New Yorker restaurant, high end!”

Finally, there were two people, one on the left and one on the right.

“The New Yorker restaurant, classy!”

“The New Yorker is the perfect restaurant for you and your family!”

This is a TV commercial!

"—Look, how wonderful it is."

President Sun patted his belly with satisfaction. The more he looked at the advertisement, the more he felt that his advertisement was so well shot and so high-end and classy!

It's not like that idiot Xiao Xu spent so much effort and money just to add a small line of words in the program. Oh, the more I think about it, the happier I feel. President Sun smiled proudly.

Xiao Xu, Xiao Xu, it turns out that you have come to this day.

At the same time, a viewer watched the commercials on TV, put down the tangerine he was peeling, stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom first. You have to call me when the show starts!"

"Yes, go ahead!" The family members nodded while cracking melon seeds.

The man then set off, but just as he reached the bathroom door, he heard his wife shouting, "Come back, come back!"

"What's the matter? It started so soon..."

"No... there was something very strange on TV... it was just, very strange."