Chapter 126 Money-Making Tool
Normally, if someone said this about the idol, the fans would at least control the comments, but now most of the fans in the live broadcast room bought this brand of snacks to support the idol's endorsement.
Knowing that beef jerky alone is so unclean, other snacks are probably not much better.
The fans who actually ate these snacks are now holding the trash can with their stomach acid about to burst. Why are they still controlling the comments? They just want to turn evil and sneak into the live broadcast and stuff all those beef jerky into Sun Qinghai's mouth, okay?
After a few minutes, Shao Ziyu was busy giving Sun Qinghai water to rinse his mouth, and patted his back to let him relax. Sun Qinghai, who was finally feeling better, just walked back and saw Jiang Qing cracking melon seeds and teasing him.
"Isn't this the great value snack that Brother Sun said was great? Why did you vomit?"
"It is indeed good beef, but I had a stomachache today, so I vomited. It must be because the weather is too hot, and the meat for dinner is a bit stale." Sun Qinghai's face turned pale, and he did not forget to throw the pot away.
The director who was watching the live broadcast on the other side was so angry when he heard this that he asked the staff to post a stamp showing that the meat had passed quarantine in the live broadcast room, as well as a picture of the normal color of the meat when the guest was cutting it. The live broadcast room was flooded with comments making fun of Sun Qinghai.
When the guests heard what Sun Qinghai said, no one said anything, but the look in their eyes made Sun Qinghai feel very uncomfortable.
Shao Ziyu, who was helping with the work, also saw the seal on the meat. She thought Sun Qinghai didn't see it and whispered about it.
"The meat the production team bought was all good and fresh. You're not feeling well, maybe because you ate too much?"
Seeing that Shao Ziyu was talking to him, Sun Qinghai gritted his teeth and held back his anger.
After he got married, he has always established himself as a loving wife. No matter how angry he is now, he cannot get angry at Shao Ziyu, otherwise his image as a loving wife will collapse.
"Maybe." Sun Qinghai said casually, pretending to be tired and wanting to go back to rest.
"We have to get up early to broadcast live tomorrow. We've worked so hard today just to cook. Everyone must be very tired. Why don't we go home and rest?"
Anyway, it was just the collapse of that snack brand. He would let the team handle it later and say that they didn't know the situation of the snack factory and could take it over. It was a mistake to try to clarify it just now.
"Not tired, you can stay a little longer. Mr. Sun is tired after doing such a small amount of work. Your physical fitness needs to be improved." Jiang Ning said, looking at the system screen.
Sun Qinghai stood there awkwardly, neither knowing whether to leave nor stay.
I was wondering why Sun Qinghai was trying so hard to explain how good this brand of snacks was. It turns out he has a deep partnership with the brand, earning a substantial endorsement fee, and even agreeing with the brand on how much sales his fans would bring to them each month.
[Between money and fans, Sun Qinghai clearly chose the former. He didn't care if his fans' health was affected by snacks made with bad ingredients.]
The fans who had just put down the trash can and came back to watch the live broadcast heard the sound, thought of something, and picked up their phones to look through it.
It is seen that Sun Qinghai drops in on his fan group every month to thank them for supporting his endorsements, and they are excited about their idol’s “airborne pampering” behavior and place orders one after another.
The fans looked at the fan group, no one said anything, just silently clicked to leave the group.
After hearing Jiang Ning talk about the brand and fans, Sun Qinghai didn't want Jiang Ning to reveal anything more. He walked to the light switch and turned it off directly.
"It's late. Everyone should stop feeding the mosquitoes outside and go back to rest."
There were colorful lights hanging around the yard and garden, and with the moon shining, the guests could see them, but they were very dissatisfied when they saw Sun Qinghai turning off the lights.
And Jiang Qing didn't want to be nice to him at all.
"If you want to go to bed, go by yourself. We're not sharing a room with you. Or are you, Sun Qinghai, not only controlling when we go to bed, but also forcing us to sleep in bed?"
Zhuo Guanglan had not yet recovered from the information revealed by Jiang Ning's inner voice. Seeing that Sun Qinghai was about to faint from anger but did not dare to leave, he moved his eyes and looked at Jiang Ning, who seemed to know a lot of things.
Could she also know the inside story of those strange things happening to him?
In the past six months, it seemed like another him appeared in the world, messing up his life and almost driving him crazy.
Zhuo Guanglan even suspected that he had schizophrenia and that there was another personality hidden in his body. He had no memory of what that personality did, so the videos and photos taken by the paparazzi contained scenes that he could not remember at all.
If Jiang Ning really knew all this, Zhuo Guanglan thought, even if he would be judged by the entire network in the live broadcast room like Sun Qinghai, he would be willing.
Snap—the light came on again.
The guests looked over and were stunned to see that it was Zhuo Guanglan who turned on the light. They didn't look away until Zhuo Guanglan sat back quietly.
Jiang Ning didn't know that Zhuo Guanglan was so eager to be eaten by her, so she continued to cut the melon.
Sun Qinghai was so short of money that he even accepted an endorsement that was full of shady issues. It turns out he got into gambling and owed a terrifying amount of money, even for a celebrity.
[That's why he's been so active in investing in productions in recent years, hoping to capitalize on Shao Ziyu's fame and make some money.]
Shao Ziyu is truly impressive. Over the past few years, despite the poor scripts he's received, he's managed to pay off all his gambling debts. This has left Sun Qinghai with such a wealthy wife, and he's become inflated. He's even started gambling again, having just returned from Macau.
Seeing this, Jiang Ning looked at Shao Ziyu in confusion.
Why would you want a husband like this who's a gambler and a drama addict? Aren't you going to divorce me?
Shao Ziyu looked at Sun Qinghai in disbelief, his eyes full of disappointment.
"You said you don't gamble..."
The two are husband and wife, and Sun Qinghai is a big gambler, so this kind of thing can't be kept secret at all.
However, Sun Qinghai knew that Shao Ziyu was soft-hearted, so he deliberately said in front of her in pain that he was led into it by someone, and he would work hard to quit for Shao Ziyu.
So in recent years, even though Shao Ziyu didn't want to take on those dramas with mediocre scripts, he still filmed them for the much higher notice fees.
Not hearing Jiang Ning's thoughts again, Sun Qinghai thought that she knew all this, and he felt relieved. He was still confident that he could solve these two problems.
"This is a matter between husband and wife. Let's talk about it when we get back, okay?"
Sun Qinghai looked at Shao Ziyu with a pleading look on his face. His humble appearance made Shao Ziyu feel sad. In the end, he did not ask more questions in front of others. He followed Sun Qinghai's force and followed the others back to their house.
Seeing them leave like this, Shao Ziyu's questioning did not receive any explanation and sounded pale and powerless. Looking at the backs of the two people, the guests were silent.
Jiang Qing threw the melon seeds on the table in disbelief. "I can see that Sun Qinghai only treats Sister Ziyu as a tool to make money. He will probably kick her away when she is no longer useful. Didn't Sister Ziyu see that?"
"Maybe Shao Ziyu doesn't just not understand, he just wants to deceive himself." Tang Li, the only one at the scene who seriously liked someone, spoke up.
"I hope her love-sick mind will sober up soon. Otherwise, it would be better to divorce her now. If she waits any longer, her marriage won't end so easily."
Jiang Ning's voice, so soft it was almost inaudible, reached everyone's ears.
The guests wanted to eat more, but Jiang Ning was already yawning with sleepiness. With misty eyes, she asked them if they wanted to rest.
Jiang Qing was so angry that his blood was drained out that he had no time to eat the melon. He cleared the table and said.
"Let's go, let's go to bed. Why are you staying here to feed mosquitoes so late at night?"
Other guests: That’s not what you just said!
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