Chapter 622: Foolish Qian Song Heir
This is indeed good news in recent times.
After wiping off the sweat and taking a shower, it was almost 12:30 when Jiang Qiuqiu left the lounge. After having lunch with Mrs. Al, she went home.
Take a nap, then unpack the ingredients, today's live broadcast is about to begin.
Maybe I should chat with the red panda before going to bed.
Not knowing whether he was in a meeting, Jiang Qiuqiu thought about it and sent a message: It’s so boring to eat alone.
No reply.
That's the downside of having a busy boyfriend.
She sighed softly, then thought of something and went to StarNet to search for the words "Blade of the Empire". All of a sudden, many interview videos and photos popped up.
There are marching photos taken by Mo Si when he was younger.
There is a New Year's video to celebrate his birthday every year.
There are battle videos.
There are also interviews, and they are quite interesting interviews!
One year, a young reporter from the official media actually asked a major general during an interview whether he had ever thought about what his future wife would look like.
He was probably only 28 or 29 at that time, and was more aggressive than he is now.
"I haven't thought about it."
"I never thought there would be a wife."
"What would the Major General think during the truce?"
The man said with a serious expression, "I'm thinking about how to make the army stronger."
I really should forward these videos to him.
He started to turn it on as soon as he said it. After operating it for a while, Jiang Qiuqiu gradually felt sleepy and was about to take a break when suddenly the terminal rang again.
Not particularly concerned, Jiang Qiuqiu frowned. Who else would send a message at this time?
At first glance...it was actually a friend request?
Note: Federal Live executives.
“…”
Executive?
She accepted the friend request and soon received a message.
Qian Song: Is this Jiang Qiuqiu? I'm your new boss. Let me introduce myself. My name is Qian Song, and I'm the head manager of the food section.
A lot of high-sounding titles were thrown out there.
Jiang Qiuqiu gave a question mark.
Qian Song: I'm not satisfied with the plan your previous boss made for you. I'm going to change it to a new one. Do you have time? I'll send you a notification.
Thinking that the person opposite him was the pillar, the cash cow, and the perfect product, Qian Song spoke very restrainedly.
But the other party obviously didn't appreciate his politeness.
Jiang Qiuqiu: No time.
Qian Song: ...
Qian Song: You need to understand your own identity. Are you just a streamer? If the platform supports you, you are number one. If the platform doesn't support you, do you understand where you stand?
Qian Song: Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. I'm talking to you because I'm giving you face, because I'm giving you face for being number one. If you continue to disobey the rules...
He left six dots for imagination.
But Jiang Qiuqiu obviously didn't like to imagine: What about you?
Qian Song: Then there will no longer be a place for you in the food section.
He took screenshots of several recently supported beautiful food anchors and chef anchors and sent them to Jiang Qiuqiu.
Qian Song: You are not the only one.
Judging from the information, she is only a girl in her twenties. She must be scared.
Full of middle school second-year spirit, do you really think you are a domineering president?
This is too stupid. If this is the future successor of APP, then this APP will soon be obsolete.
It was hard to chat with such a person. Jiang Qiuqiu yawned and then deleted and blocked him. This afternoon might be her last time to broadcast live under the banner of the top anchor.
The next live broadcast will be in a week, and by that time, the contract termination lawsuit will probably be over.
In a half-awake state, Jiang Qiuqiu measured the IQ of this heir, thinking in her mind—
He shouldn't advocate banning her account directly after the contract is terminated, right?
If it does, that might be interesting.
Is there anything that makes people more curious about the whereabouts of the anchor than the official blocking of the anchor’s account?
No.
Good night, kiss!
(End of this chapter)
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