Chapter 63 This tycoon is Xunla!

Less than two hours after the live broadcast began, "Let's Go Visit" successfully became a hot search and its popularity remained high.

The variety show has its own popularity, but more of it comes from Qin Shu and the unexpected appearance of Song Yunhui.

At first, when netizens heard that Song Yun would return to the variety show, they were dismissive, thinking that it was just another marketing account trying to get some new spin on an old topic. They clicked on the post with the intention of cursing the marketing account, and couldn't get out of it after that.

The marketing account is real, the news is real, and it is also true that they can no longer squeeze into the live broadcast room because of a brief hesitation.

[Who would have thought this was real? Help! I was just one step too late. This crappy live streaming room has stuck me out.]

[Two chefs are delighted! I originally wanted to read Qin Xiaoshu, but I didn’t expect it to be a buy one get one free deal. I’m going to stay here today and won’t leave! ]

[The people who entered were also in great pain, and the screen was frozen into a PPT.]

[The above person suggested turning off the barrage and switching to 5G]

[Today's Song Yunhui is so pretty!!! That pajamas directly hit my XP, and I've already ordered the same water bottle]

[I can’t access the live broadcast, I’m in pain, I’m envious, I’m jealous]

[I originally thought that celebrities were above worldly matters, and that their homes looked like model houses. But it turns out that everyone’s homes are the same, and that pile of cat toys is directly from my home]

[I really didn't expect Mr. Qin to be able to cook. This man is so quiet and yet so homely.]

[I am different. I am still trying to figure out the relationship between Mr. Qin, Doujiang, and Song Yunhui]

Song Yunhui, with a messy head of hair, put the orange in the living room and then went to the kitchen.

Qin Shudian gave him a glass of warm milk.

Holding the warm milk in his hand, Song Yunhui stood in the kitchen and gulped it down.

He finished his milk and started helping.

After helping for many years, he is still my younger brother after returning.

Following Qin Shu and watching him cook every day, his cooking skills didn't improve much, but he became more and more proficient at doing odd jobs.

Picking the cabbages in his hands, his eyes moved slightly, and then he turned to look at Qin Shu seriously.

Qin Shu asked what happened.

Song Yun praised: "The cabbage I bought this time feels good when I break it."

He praised the pakchoy very seriously, and even thought that if he had used the super deluxe version of the pakchoy in his hand, it might taste better.

Qin Shu's expression remained unchanged. He continued, saying:

"Then I'll go to this supermarket to buy my pakchoi from now on."

He answered seriously and naturally.

“…”

Several people sitting in the living room chatting were listening to what was happening in the kitchen.

They hadn't been listening for long when they began to feel a sour feeling in their hearts and they covered their cheeks with their hands in dismay.

The camera's radio reception was not as good as a person's ears, so the sounds from the kitchen could not be heard. Song Yunhui did not wear a microphone, so no one could hear what he said. The netizens squatting in the live broadcast room could see the expressions of several guests but had no idea what had happened, so they could only panic.

The last dish is the blanched Chinese cabbage cooked by Chef Song.

Qin Shu brought the food to the table, and Song Yunhui was responsible for taking drinks from the refrigerator.

Everyone present had a bottle of strawberry milk, including the photographer, director and other staff.

“…”

The others didn't know whether to be happy that he had taken care of everyone or to be surprised that there was so much strawberry milk in their refrigerator.

Therefore, we are a big consumer of strawberry milk.

And it tastes good.

Someone secretly wrote down the brand of strawberry milk and drank it as if nothing had happened.

A group of people sat around the table in a lively atmosphere, and at a glance there were all kinds of dishes, none of which were repeated.

In the middle of the dining table was a plate of simple blanched bok choy.

The first thing Qin Shu ate was bok choy.

He said calmly and seriously:

“It’s delicious.”

The others didn't understand why he made such a sudden exaggeration at first, but eventually they realized what was happening and stretched out their chopsticks to the plain-looking blanched bok choy.

They gave thumbs up and praised it highly.

All my life-long ability to exaggerate has been used here.

Song Yunhui, who was sitting quietly on the side sipping strawberry milk, couldn't help but smiled.

Even though he has two big dark circles under his eyes, it still doesn't affect his good looks when he smiles.

If we remove all the filters, we can see that Song Yunhui in reality is a quiet person, different from the image portrayed by the media. He will say hello, doesn't talk much, occasionally joins in a chat, and most of the time he eats his meals quietly.

The only difference was probably that after taking a bite of the dish that looked plain but was actually very spicy, he took a sip of Qin Shu's strawberry milk.

Qin Shu patted him on the back.

Song Yunhui sipped the strawberry milk while glancing at the people around him.

He seemed to have seen this man smile just now, but there was no evidence.

We ate our meal laughingly.

After washing the dishes together, Song Yun recalled that he had greeted Qin Shu and had dinner together, so he had gone through all the formalities. Finally, he decided to abandon Qin Shu and leave the place pretending to go out for business.

But he could just go lie down next door for a while, or go out for a walk. In any case, he didn't have to stay here any longer.

He went back to his room, put his keys and phone in his pocket, casually wrapped a scarf around his neck, and went downstairs.

His original plan was to say hello and leave.

As a result, when it just went downstairs, a cat circled around it and stretched out its paw to hug it.

He rejected the cat cruelly and was about to leave when someone in the living room turned around and asked him:

"Want to play Monopoly?"

" Um?"

Song Yun looked back and saw that several people had cleared the living room table and placed a large map on it like an array. There were many grids on the map and a bunch of other small props.

They asked, "Want to play?"

Song Yun turned on tiptoe and slowly took off the scarf around his neck.

He is always curious about things he has never tried.

***

The popularity of "Let's Go Visit" has lasted for a long time. Zhong Xu does not pay attention to this aspect, but the company's employees do.

It was already lunchtime and he still had some work to finish. He did not leave the office immediately, but instead marked the project plan from beginning to end and sent it to the person who had brought it.

He got up and left the office only after he finished his work.

On the way from the office to the elevator, you will pass by the office area where employees are.

At this time, some people still hadn't gone to eat. In the huge office area, several people huddled together, seemingly looking at the same tablet, as if they wanted to shout out, and covered their mouths in excitement.

During lunch break, employees have the freedom to arrange their own time. Zhong Xu thought he was being too harsh and planned to just leave.

Just before Zhishi left the office, he heard a very familiar name.

“…”

The steps stopped there.

In the end, he did not take the elevator, but returned to his office the same way he had come.

While the computer was open, he looked down at his cell phone.

He seldom uses this kind of entertainment software and is not very familiar with it.

He turned on his computer and checked the webpage, and made a call on his cell phone.

"...I'll send you a photo and you can check where it is...well, as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the photos on the screen with a gloomy look.

Despite the photos and videos, he still has a sense of absurdity and unreality.

He had never thought that there would be such a day.

Song Yunhui learned the news from other people, and he had to find all the clues by himself.

Seeing Qin Shu and Song Yunhui's names together again, memories that had been gone for too long reappeared.

The memory that was almost forgotten is now clear again.

He had the same name when he was a child. He didn't know why this person suddenly changed his personality and stopped staying at home alone. When they came to their senses, they found that this person had replaced them and became Song Yunhui's friend.

It is still the same now.

This person seems to be very good at taking advantage of opportunities.

Zhong Xu's eyes and eyebrows were cold, leaving an indelible impression.

On the other side, the Song family company.

Song Yunyang stood by the window, the phone in his hand rang slowly, and then it was connected.

The other side asked him what he wanted.

"Find out where the Second Young Master is now."

He looked down at the busy streets below the building, and then said, "We still have to hold back Zhong Xu."

He asked in a deep voice, "Can it be done?"

The other party respectfully replied that it was okay.

***

After a whole morning and half an afternoon of thinking, the Sherlock Holmes finally figured out the relationship between Song Yunhui and the bad taste of soy milk.

To be honest, this relationship is not difficult to sort out.

The other party's voice is very recognizable. As early as when he was live streaming, some people had said that their voices were very similar, but at that time no one thought about it in this way. They felt that it would be difficult for a host or arranger to be related to the former top streamer no matter what, and the other party should not be short of this little money.

Now that I think about it, the other party probably didn't do the live broadcast for that little bit of money, maybe he was just simply interested.

Once this relationship was connected, all previous doubts were resolved and everything seemed to make sense.

They seemed to have gotten to know a brand new Song Yunhui.

He has an excellent education, can write songs and play musical instruments, is very gentle, and occasionally makes jokes. At the end of the month, he will be exhausted just to make up for the live broadcast time.

Vivid and three-dimensional, completely opposite to the image fabricated by the media.

[I don’t know how to describe it, the ecstasy of two chefs turned into the ecstasy of three chefs, and the three men I like most turned out to be two men]

[How can I compete with this kind of person? Help me! This is God chasing me and feeding me.]

[With such a good foundation, they can still have such a bad reputation. Is the agency running a business with its feet? Those dirty waters can be solved with a normal public relations.]

[Hot knowledge, Song Yunhui's previous agency was acquired by the second brother in the industry, and Song Zishu was the person highly recommended by the second brother in the industry at that time]

[I only regret that we didn't meet in the beginning. I withdraw all the words I said before. Please forgive me, wuwuwu]

The whole afternoon is Monopoly time.

Song Yunhui was not very good at it at first, and the money he had was rapidly decreasing.

As a result, when others were ready to show sympathy to him and give him some leeway, he finally figured out the game.

Once he figured it out, the game was pretty much over.

Born capitalists are online.

His mind worked quickly and his luck was surprisingly good, so he had more and more chips in his hand.

He lay back with a smile on his face, holding the cat in his arms and the game coupons in his hands. Qin Shu, who was standing beside him, leaned his shoulder on him, his movements were skillful and smooth.

Others: “…”

This damn capitalist's sense of déjà vu.

The final winner was not surprising.

No one wins.

Orange woke up hungry, and before anyone could react, he jumped onto the table and ran across the table looking for cat food.

The others couldn't help laughing because they didn't expect this to be the ending.

Song Yunhui also laughed, but his laughter was light. Qin Shu on the side handed him the game ticket and the house, still with the same calm and serious expression as usual. This time he couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

The author has something to say:

Qin Xiaoshu (pulling out bank card and property certificate): All for you