Chapter 135 Plans Disrupted



After having a good meal and seeing off the two distinguished guests, Anning took out her phone and logged onto Weibo, wanting to see how much money her ad-sharing program had earned her during this period.

You won't believe it until you see it, and what you find will shock you.

Not a small amount, really not a small amount at all.

Moreover, this can be considered her passive income.

She doesn't need to do anything; she can just lie there every day and receive money.

Those haters will even rush to make money for her.

Looking at her balance, which was approaching six figures, she now found those haters who fought for her every day to be quite adorable.

How could it not be cute?

Those are all her good little darlings who give her money.

As long as it makes money for her, she's a good baby.

But the thought of seeing that number grow bigger and bigger every day makes her happy.

The black and white panda is wearing a golden dragon robe and a golden crown on its head, and the text on this meme is: What crime have I committed?

But just before you deleted that message, your phone suddenly received a seventh message.

However, she can't touch this money now; she can only withdraw it next month.

There's no sense that you can just play and then get the money.

You definitely won't have time to participate in the recording of "Survival Countdown" during that period, which would be a loss for you.

There are no notes; it's a completely ordinary phone number.

Tomorrow at 5 PM, at the abandoned factory in Moon Bay, we'll settle our score.

Wang Dahu has nothing to do with you?

Familiar with number 136xxxx6648:

That person would probably think that Wang Dahu and you have a bad relationship, right?

This is to inform you.

But Anning didn't care at all. She just switched to another app to play around with it for a bit. But just as you closed that short video app, your phone received another message.

The message itself was very brief, only conveying the most crucial information.

You'd really give up a watermelon for a sesame seed.

An Ning knew she had no real grudge against that idiot, so she just treated the message as spam and deleted it instantly.

@安宁V: Thank you for your concern. I'm doing well lately. I have a good appetite, I'm in great health, I sleep for twelve hours a day, and I can eat eight bowls of rice in one meal.

She logged off after posting that Weibo message.

Your reply has disappeared without a trace; you haven't received any response at all.

The dragon-themed emoji pack has been very popular lately.

There wasn't that one sentence.

The accompanying image is an emoji.

And... I really have to say, recording "Survival Countdown" was incredibly complicated for you.

After all, "Survival Countdown" gave him even less than Wang Peng.

Waiting for the online trolls to arrive... no, I mean waiting for her money-making robot to arrive.

The fundamental reason is that I need your consent.

I went to update my Weibo in the middle of the night.

Wang Dahu was also there.

This was a picture of a desert sunset, which this person used as their profile picture. The messages they sent to Anning were brief and alarmingly short: "Filming is scheduled to begin eight days ago."

Just a second before you posted on Weibo, several new messages popped up on your WeChat. Ignoring Chu Lan's message questioning whether you'd gone crazy, you also saw someone's profile picture.

What is giving us this illusion?

Familiar with number 136xxxx6648:

So Anning replied to me

Overjoyed, Anning drifted off into a daze.

If you had to choose between them, you would definitely choose the latter.

Poor female cockroach: I hope it's a closed-off shoot, otherwise you might accept his invitation.

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