Chapter 3: Three Hundred Million "Who did she just... tell to get out?"...
【繁】The comments in the live broadcast room were even more exciting:
[Oh my god! Check in! Take a photo with the rich woman!]
[Rich lady, take a break! Don't press until your hands cramp up!]
[I've been here! It's my pleasure to share the screen with Boss Meibian! Take a screenshot!]
[Whose kind person is doing this kind of carnival? It's like spreading happy beans. You're really outrageous! I'm jealous! Look at me, Sister Bian! I'm going to start a live stream tomorrow!]
[I want one too, I want one too. Meibianjie, please don't throw it away! Can you leave one for me? I'll broadcast it live to you right now! The one with the exposed head!]
[I just turned 18! I have a great body and great stamina! Please look at me! Leave one for me too!]
[No, who saw it just now? The host's hand shook when he was writing.]
…
Tan Jingfan's hand was indeed stunned for a moment.
He didn't hire any internet trolls, and his assistant hasn't taken action yet, so where did the righteous passersby come from?
"My friend [Li Pu De Mei Bian], you don't have to help me brush it, thank you." He spoke up to stop him.
But the gifts continued to pour out like ants, and the carnival special effects filled the entire screen.
Because on Xin Jingli's side, the system was reporting Tan Jingfan's favorability in real time, without any movement.
Logically speaking, he should be touched when he sees so much money. This person is just kind, but his heart is as hard as a rock?
【The host has only one minute left】
What? !
Xin Jingli wanted to cry but had no tears. Her hand, which had been tapping the gift, left a shadow. Her voice trembled as she shouted, "Quick, quick, quick! All for you, all for you! Just move a little! Thank me, please!"
She doesn't care about rich sisters or rich brothers now, she just wants to survive.
Until the platform announced: [Li Pu De Mei Bian gave Fan Carnival x1999]
The system voice said: [Tan Jingfan's favorability towards the host has increased to 61. Anything above 60 will be automatically converted into enhancement points. The host has 1 available enhancement point.]
[Remaining life countdown 10, 9, 8...]
"Add to the health points!!!" Xin Jingli shouted at the top of his voice.
She threw away her phone and frantically poked at the system screen, frantically moving the 1 to the health value.
[Health value added successfully, host's current health value is: 1, survivability is one year, congratulations]
call……
Xin Jingli let out a long sigh, sat down on the ground, and covered his heart which was aching from being too excited.
It was so scary! Her heartbeat had never been so fast in her life, almost as fast as a motor, thump ...
Fortunately, my life was saved.
Buzz-
The text message on his cell phone rang, Xin Jingli shook his wrist and picked it up to take a look.
[Bank card cashback income: 10,000,000 yuan, balance: 10,000,501 yuan.]
One zero, two zeros, three... ten million!!!
The little heart, which had not yet calmed down, began to beat violently again.
It really was transferred to my bank card account!
Mom, I have money! This is my own money!
Xin Jingli pretended to cry while holding her phone. She never thought that one day such a beautiful picture would appear on her bank card account.
"System, I love you so much! This is all true! If it weren't for you, I would have almost spent 500 yuan in half a month, wuwuwu... cough cough..."
I was so excited that I coughed up tears.
Xin Jingli hugged her thin self and slowly digested her identity as a rich woman. She was so excited that the original owner had no strength and could not bear it.
She had no time to deal with the live broadcast that she had messed up.
On the other side of the camera, the PK ended and Tan Jingfan won with absolute advantage.
"We must keep our promises." He turned on the microphone and spoke in a steady tone.
Zhao Yixu's face was as hard as iron.
Passersby watched the game for a few minutes and probably knew what happened. They all ran to Zhao Yixu's live broadcast room and shouted:
[Dude, keep your word. Don't be shy! We're all doing charity work anyway.]
[That's right, there's still a month of suspension. You said it yourself. At first, you thought the other party had fewer people and was so arrogant. You didn't expect that they had a sponsor, right? Hahahaha]
[Hurry up, I love watching the punishment segment the most. Tell me about your revenue. I'm curious about how much money a streamer like this can make every day.]
[I took a screenshot. Just now, that Li Pudaomeibian also spammed his live broadcast room and called him a liar. He even banned him. I guess that's what pissed off the sponsor sister.]
[Is this person really a liar? ]
[Swindler! Spit out your money!]
…
Zhao Yixu watched the barrage of comments gradually go astray, and he looked at the team behind the camera and asked: What should we do?
The other party lip-synced the reply: "You think of a way to play the victim and then leave the broadcast, we will go to fill the barrage"
Zhao Yixu blinked to suppress his anger, forcing a smile as he said, "I accept the bet and will stop broadcasting for a month, but I have donated all the revenue before that. My fans can testify for me, and I will resume broadcasting in a month."
"Hey babies, even though we were tricked by someone with ulterior motives, it doesn't matter. We'll keep our promise!"
The barrage of comments controlled by the team flew past quickly:
[Don't be sad, baby! It's our fault! We didn't help you win!]
[We've been gathering our strength this month, waiting for the day you return. Gifts will be flying everywhere, and the server will crash...]
…
The team's barrage of comments didn't even show the end, and Zhao Yixu's live broadcast room was directly cut off and banned.
A minute ago, Xin Jingli was wailing about the arrival of a life of extravagance and money, while whimpering and reporting Zhao Yixu's live broadcast room.
The person in charge behind the live broadcast APP was already working overtime. Seeing a new big customer suddenly appear, he had been paying special attention to [Li Pu De Mei Bian]. Now there was a complaint, and he dealt with it within half a minute, regardless of whether it was true or false.
After all, spending 10 million in ten minutes, that's 10 million per person! If she comes every day, how impressive will the app's turnover be!
You have to serve me well.
The staff was so excited that they closed it for a year and marked it as waiting for inspection.
This confirmed Zhao Yixu's fake charity behavior.
Seeing that Zhao Yixu's live broadcast room was down, fans and passersby who had nowhere to vent their anger rushed into the [Traditional] live broadcast room:
[This is so satisfying! Did I witness some kind of counterattack? At first, I really thought Zhao was a good guy!]
[That's right, I apologize! I got carried away and actually cursed the anchor! I'll give him a lollipop as apology. It's a good deed!]
[Me too! I'm paying for my poor eyesight with a one-dollar lollipop!]
…
[The key is, the rich sister is strong! I can't stand up to an entire live broadcast room by myself, and I have the upper hand! ]
[Yes, yes, yes! Sister Meibian is not only rich, but also has a pair of eyes that judge justice! I declare that she is my! God!]
[Where's Meibianjie? Is Meibianjie still here? From today on, wherever you go, I'll go! I'm your fan!]
[Everyone, don't be blinded by money. Focus on improving yourselves. Look at me, Meibianjie. I'm not like them. I've already knelt down. If you don't believe me, read my private message!]
…
The number of followers of the account [Lee Pu De Mi Bian] is gradually increasing.
【繁】The number of tips in the live broadcast room is gradually increasing.
Seeing that everyone was excited and afraid that they would give rewards without thinking, Tan Jingfan said thank you and turned off the live broadcast.
He put down his pen and instructed his assistant, "It seems like there's a gang over there. Go check them out and take care of them."
"Yes." The assistant nodded, turned off the background classical music, and turned to leave.
Tan Jingfan reached out to grab his cell phone. On his slender white wrist was a bracelet with dark, expensive beads.
He sat on the sofa and clicked on the homepage of the account number one on the list. Doubts accumulated in his calm eyes.
In a short while, [李普ｄｅｍｉｂｉａｎ] had gained several thousand fans.
So much money was spent, and it was actually a new account?
According to the information, she is... 1 year old? A minor?
[Hello, please apply for a refund as a minor, or leave a contact number so that the assistant can return the tip to you.] He sent her a private message.
The other person replied: [No, I'm an adult now, and it's charity anyway. I'll give you tips regularly. The livestream is great, keep it up.]
Looking at this string of words, Tan Jingfan was stunned.
During this period, his private messages were full of insults, and people thought he was committing fraud. Although he did not show off and posted proof of his charity donations on Weibo, because he did not hire internet trolls to flood the screen with messages, as soon as someone pointed it out, he was immediately followed by haters, and the private messages in the background were simply terrible.
In the past, this light encouragement seemed insignificant to him, but tonight, without any reason to support it, she helped him win the PK and did not ask for anything in return. It was like a timely help.
Unexpectedly, he, the second young master of the Tan family, would also receive timely assistance.
Tan Jingfan's lips curled up into a barely perceptible smile.
【bite-】
[It has been detected that Tan Jingfan's favorability towards the host has increased to 65 points. The part exceeding 60 will be converted into reinforcement points. 1 point has been converted previously, and 4 points will be converted this time. The current available reinforcement points for the host are: 4]
The sudden notification sound startled Xin Jingli, drawing her attention away from counting the balance on her phone, and she smiled smugly.
Sure enough, no one can resist money.
Not only did Tan Jingfan send her private messages from the APP background, but many people who followed her also sent her messages, using all kinds of strange words.
[Sister Meibian! From today on, I'm your little brother! I'll hit you wherever you point!]
[No limit on rich women! Look at me! I'm a small anchor! I start broadcasting every night at 7 o'clock! If you like it, come and watch it! ]
My WeChat ID: Eight-pack abs, 20 years old, and a sports student.
[Sister! I'm really good at carrying shoes. I can carry 30 pairs at once! You don't even need that shopping cart! Just push me!]
Xin Jingli didn't like watching live broadcasts and had no interest in playing this software. Seeing that [繁] didn't reply, she quit.
Mission accomplished, time to splurge!
Xin Jingli jumped up on the spot, and suddenly her vision went dark and the world was spinning. She staggered and held onto the wall to avoid falling to the ground. She instantly came to her senses.
She felt her limbs were weak and powerless, and cold sweat broke out on her back.
"What's going on? Hasn't it been resolved?"
Why do you still look like you're dying?
[Data shows that the host's physical fitness is only 35. Next, the host, please hurry up and improve your physical fitness, otherwise these symptoms will appear frequently.]
Xin Jingli was speechless.
The original owner was too weak. She had practiced Taekwondo for two years, but it was useless now that she had this body.
"Please help me add the remaining strengthening points to my physical fitness."
[Host data update detected, now:
Health: 1
Constitution: 39
Appearance: 45
Charm value: 0
Career: 1
Skills: 0
Reinforcement points: 0
Please keep up the good work, and strive to enjoy the status of a wealthy man happily as soon as possible.]
His body's energy recovered a little, at least the stars in front of him slowly disappeared, but unfortunately his shoulders were still heavy, so Xin Jingli slowly moved down from the rooftop.
On the other side, at 8:30 in the evening, the lights in the company were bright.
Zhang Ziyang came out of the tea room and happened to run into his supervisor.
In the company, Xin Jingli worked overtime for Zhang Ziyang and did his best for him. He was more famous than those celebrities.
"Why haven't you gone on a date yet? Don't your subordinates help you with your work anymore?" the supervisor asked jokingly.
Zhang Ziyang shook the milk tea in his hand and said proudly, "I'll tell her after she comes back."
It's impossible for Xin Jingli not to help him. For so many years, if he posted on WeChat Moments about wanting a pair of shoes, Xin Jingli would buy them in installments and deliver them to him the next day. If he told her he wanted to go somewhere, Xin Jingli would immediately make plans with all the food and accommodations covered, not to mention the small matter of working overtime.
Zhang Ziyang also knew what his supervisor was thinking. No matter how much workload his supervisor gave him, Xin Jingli would always finish it on time, so he was always asked to work overtime.
Zhang Ziyang initially refused this matter, but the supervisor said that the amount of overtime would be divided into two parts, half would be charged to Xin Jingli and the other half would be charged to him.
Why not make some money for nothing?
"Tomorrow is Saturday, come and work overtime." The supervisor said to Zhang Ziyang.
"No big deal." Zhang Ziyang patted his chest.
The two began to talk about how to coax Xin Jingli into doing more work.
Just then, Xin Jingli came in from outside and sat down at his workstation.
Zhang Ziyang glanced at the supervisor, asking him to watch carefully.
The supervisor nodded and stood there ready to watch the show.
Xin Jingli is the one who gets taken advantage of every day. He can watch the free clown skits without paying for tickets, and it’s a live version. His colleagues exchange glances and get into the mood to watch the movie.
Zhang Ziyang really liked the feeling of being noticed. He walked up to Xin Jingli's workstation with his head held high and said in a firm tone, "I still have work to do, but I have to leave now. You take care of the rest."
Xin Jingli operated the computer without looking up, and said in a calm tone: "I'm busy, get out."
Zhang Ziyang paused.
Was he hallucinating? Just now... Xin Jingli told him to... get out?
My colleagues were also stunned and thought they were watching the wrong channel today.
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