Ultraman: I, the human body of the king of monsters!

It's about Godzilla!
about myself!
Da Gudao: "Since Godzilla's defeat of space monsters was broadcast live all over the world last time, there has suddenly been such a Godzilla craze all over the world."

Jiang Ze stared at the news report on the screen, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

The beautiful reporter inside is walking on the streets of the bustling city, and traces of Godzilla can be found everywhere at a glance!
At the entrance of the supermarket, there is a seven or eight meter tall inflatable Godzilla gate god.

The child held two hydrogen balloons in the shape of Godzilla in his hands.

The most irritating thing is that there is a trash can that was made into the appearance of Godzilla with his mouth open and roaring!

A sticker of a Godzilla image was stuck on the microphone of the beautiful reporter, and she was randomly interviewing passers-by.

Suddenly stopped a young man.

The beautiful reporter asked, "May I ask why you drew Godzilla's pattern on your clothes?"

The young man glanced at his graffiti-like shirt, smiled proudly, and said, "Because Godzilla is our hero!"

"Then why did you draw a Q version of Godzilla sleeping?"

"Because the hero also needs to rest. It guarded its territory and beat the alien monsters violently. It is already very tired. I hope it can get a proper rest."

"okay, thank you."

The young man left, and the beautiful reporter said to the camera:

"The one just now has a good idea, but the drawing is too bad, so he needs to practice hard, or else Godzilla will not be able to recognize it when he sees it."

Jiang Ze smiled silly, I recognized it, this painting is too ridiculous.

I couldn't help opening a bottle of Coke for myself, it was fun and fun.

Dagu was also staring.

The beauty then stopped a middle-aged man who was riding an electric motorcycle, and said, "Why did you put the statuette of Godzilla on the front of the car?"

The middle-aged uncle raised his head proudly and said, "This is the brand!"

"Oh? What brand is this?"

"You never said that? The Deep Sea Fat House Brand!"

The cameraman was very clever, and the lens instantly shot a luxury sports car waiting for a red light, and took a close-up of the front logo of the luxury sports car.

Also a Godzilla.

The scene was quickly cut back, and the beautiful reporter asked in a very routine way: "Then can you introduce this brand to us? I believe that the audience in front of the TV must have never heard of it."

The middle-aged uncle waved his hand and said, "Impossible! It is impossible for someone not to know about such a big brand. It is the world's first purely public brand."

"In this case, let us popularize science, what is a public brand?"

"Ahem." The middle-aged uncle cleared his throat and said:

"The so-called public brand is a brand that anyone can use. It is different from the brands we usually see. Those brands are exclusive, and others use them as pirated copies. The public brand is that anyone can use this brand to produce things. !"

"Then why is this happening? As far as I know, brands are unique. As long as someone registers, others are not allowed to use it. How can there be a brand that everyone can use?"

"You don't even know this? You didn't snatch it out yet."

The beautiful reporter blinked at the camera and said: "It seems that this uncle knows a lot of behind-the-scenes stories, let's see how I can dig them out."

Turning around and continuing to ask the middle-aged uncle, he said: "Uncle, you are really knowledgeable, what is going on, please tell us quickly."

The middle-aged uncle said triumphantly: "It's not just a few super rich consortiums robbing each other of this trademark, it's a big deal.

It is said that at least seven parties were mobilized for this purpose, with at least 700 people on each side. Like the Seven Kingdoms vying for hegemony, spies were sent out several times. Everyone was wielding a big baseball bat. The door of the International Trademark Office was blocked. crushed. "

"You're talking about gang fights, right?"

"It's almost there." The middle-aged uncle was in high spirits, waved his hand, and continued to blow: "And then guess what happened?"

"what happened?"

"Hey! No one wins."

"Didn't win?"

"Yes! The Trademark Office rejected all of them. The reason is: since it is a registered trademark with the image of Godzilla, then let Godzilla come in person! Only after Godzilla himself nods and agrees can the trademark be issued. , otherwise, no discussion."

Ok? !

Jiang Ze frowned!
The beautiful reporter pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "Oh, that's how it is."

The middle-aged uncle continued: "That's it, everyone knows that Godzilla can't come, so let's use it together, no one wants to monopolize it, no, the one on my head is made by myself, Pretty."

"Very beautiful."

"Let me tell you, I used to be a craftsman, a carpenter and a blacksmith, I just reached out... I think back then..."

The middle-aged uncle wanted to continue blowing, but the camera had already turned.

After seeing off the middle-aged uncle, the beautiful reporter said to the camera: "It's getting late, and we'll interview the last one. Who should we interview? Eh? It's her!"

A little girl carrying a Godzilla schoolbag and licking a lollipop was stopped by a beautiful reporter.

"Little friend, what kind of animal is that on your back? Can you tell my sister?"

"Little fat house! Don't you know it?"

"Oh? Why do you call it Little Fat House?"

"Because it's fat. If you don't believe me, look, my little schoolbag is so bulging and fat. It's all stuffed with homework." The little girl looked unhappy.

"Pfft!" Jiang Ze couldn't hold back, and spewed out a mouthful of Fat House Happy Water (Coke).

My goodness, what the hell is going on these days? !

Is the title of Godzilla already popular all over the world?
It is worth rejoicing.

But why is it a deep-sea fat house?

And I'm still using my image to make money, do I agree?How dare you call me a fat house!

Uh... It would be nice to share some money with me anyway.

Hiss... Should I go to the trademark office to register the trademark?

I couldn't help asking Dagu, and said, "Tell me, if Godzilla really appeared, how much money would you earn if you went to the Trademark Office to register the trademark?"

Dagu was chewing his rice, suddenly stopped, and said with a smile: "How is it possible, how could Godzilla do such a thing, besides, it is so tall and big, how could it be possible to enter the business..."

Dagu's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "But it seems to be possible."

"Oh?"

"According to what the middle-aged uncle said, the gate of the Trademark Office is smashed. If Godzilla squeezes, maybe he can squeeze his head in, but it takes a little effort to press the fingerprint."

"Oh?"

"The Trademark Office may not have that much paper!"

Jiang Ze said, "Hahahaha." He laughed.

This Dagu joked, and it was also very humorous.

According to this idea, after I get the trademark back, I will transform into Godzilla every once in a while and go out to collect the share money.

Standing at the door of the bank, with a body of more than 60 meters, he looked down at the truck bringing the money, put the money into a big bag under the eyes of countless onlookers, then lightly lifted his shoulders, flicked his tail, high Happily went back to the old nest under the sea.

Hmm, it's very visual when you think about it.

Just as he was thinking, the door of the victory team's command room opened again, and Lina came in with a lunch box.