Chapter 66 Auction at Reserve Price
Upon hearing An Jin's words, Nan Fengyao watched as An Jin's PK bar instantly surged by tens of thousands, and felt a surge of jealousy.
Look at that other person's boss.
The points were awarded incredibly quickly, and the sense of security they provided was unparalleled.
Nanfengyao looked at her older brother, who had begged for so long to finally get into two carnivals, and felt incredibly sad.
However, she didn't continue asking her older brother for gifts. He had already spent over 80,000 yuan on her, and it would be impolite for her to ask for more.
Instead of asking my older brother for a gift, I'd rather ask for some loose change.
After all... you have to take it slow when you're taking advantage of the big boss. The big boss is a sustainable resource; you have to take advantage of him for a while and then take a break for a while in order to make it last.
Getting hundreds of thousands or millions at once seems great, but once the big shot who got ripped off realizes what's happening, not only will no one in that circle ever give you any more money, but they'll also stop giving you money from now on.
When wealthy people use a platform for a long time, they gradually get to know everyone there.
If someone complains a couple of times in the circle and becomes wary, it won't be easy for you to make money off other big shots.
With the scattered tickets being added bit by bit, Nanfengyao's score finally reached 1.1 million.
She took a deep breath, looked at An Jin's smug face, then glanced at the PK that was about to end, and admitted defeat, "I lost."
An Jin responded with a sneer: "Your brain isn't very good, but your eyesight is."
It's clear that their chances of winning are slim, so they concede defeat early to avoid a less embarrassing loss.
Unfortunately, An Jin wasn't the type to be forgiving. Seeing Nan Fengyao admit defeat, she became quite assertive.
"Playing PK with you is really boring, brothers. Just tap the little sports car and you're done. I can't be bothered to say anything more to her."
An Jin looked at her fingernails with a sly grin, her words disgusting Nan Fengyao, yet she couldn't refute them.
Dozens of carnivals exploded in An Jin's live stream room at the same time.
Viewers in both live streams witnessed An Jin's PK bar surge to the top of Nan Fengyao's head within just a few seconds, reaching its limit with over 2.6 million gift points.
On Nanfengyao's live stream screen, the words "instantly killed" slowly appeared.
The defeat appeared below the PK bar. Nanfengyao had her mic on and was listening to the thank-you messages for the gifts coming from Anjin's side.
It took Anjin about ten minutes to express her gratitude for the gift.
There was no way around it; so many people were giving her gifts. Whenever someone gave her a gift worth more than a hundred yuan, she had to read out their name and express her gratitude.
With thousands of names, even if An Jin were a rapper, it would take her ten minutes to recite them all at a fast pace.
Despite her defeat, Nanfeng Yao didn't act like a scoundrel. She listened quietly to An Jin's thanks for the gift, like a silent pendant hanging on the left side of An Jin's screen.
After reading the gift list, An Jin took a sip of water to moisten her throat. Seeing that Nan Fengyao was still there, she said speechlessly, "What are you waiting for if you're not leaving?"
Nan Feng glanced at An Jin and said in a low voice, "Alright, I'm leaving then."
An Jin said, "Get out of here right now, don't let me see you in Tadpole again."
The winner takes all, the loser leaves.
As soon as Nanfengyao disconnected from the live stream, she started crying in her own live stream room.
She cried loudly, not only to vent her emotions, but also to lament her own incompetence.
Nanfengyao really didn't expect this.
I never expected An Jin to have such a fiery temper, I never expected An Jin to have so many points, and I never expected to end up like this.
But if you asked Nan Fengyao if she would do it again, she would.
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