Chapter 14: Shit is all over my head and I still want to mess with it

Meng Yusi raised his voice and said, "If you don't start broadcasting, you will have to pay the penalty for breach of contract, and don't forget your gambling agreement!"

"One hundred million yuan in breach of contract?"

Yuan Qingqing sat up and asked, "One hundred million, silver or gold?"

“RMB.”

Yuan Qingqing remembered that the currency in this world is different.

Silver and gold are more valuable, but one hundred million is a lot!

"You might as well just tell me to break off the engagement. I'm not worthy of you."

Breaking off the engagement is like her having to pay a penalty for breach of contract.

Meng Yusi sensed something was wrong: "What's wrong with you? Why are you a different person today?"

Yuan Qingqing used to be so coquettish that if you spoke to her loudly, her eyes would turn red and tears would well up in her eyes.

Clearly he was just speaking louder and she was about to cry, looking aggrieved, but she acted as if he was bullying her.

As a result, he was either being beaten or scolded, or on his way to being beaten or scolded.

"I can't turn you into a person. I'll just turn you into a vase."

"Hang up, I'm going to start the show."

Yuan Qingqing hung up the phone directly, thinking about the causes and consequences of signing the contract with the female anchor.

The original owner was previously belittled by Mrs. Yuan as being worthless, who said that she had been spending the Yuan family's money to no avail.

The original owner just wanted to make money and prove that he was not useless.

She was instigated by her best friend to sign an agreement with Meng Yusi's entertainment company to be a female anchor.

In order to pay the high fees and not use the Yuan family’s money to invest, a bet agreement was signed.

This means that Yuan Qingqing will become popular on the entire Internet within a year and bring the company 40% profit.

Otherwise, Yuan Qingqing will have to pay a breach of contract fee of 100 million.

At that time, she was still the eldest daughter of the Yuan family. She could afford to lose 100 million.

now……

Yuan looked up at the room. It was decorated in the 1980s. Although it was clean, it was old.

And a family that could die at any time.

No money, no money, just poor!

Why is she, a delicate blue and white porcelain expert, so poor?

Yuan Qingqing, who used to regard money as dirt, now regards money as her life.

Yuan quickly got up and turned on his cell phone.

She first looked at the account to see how much the original owner had earned after three months of live streaming.

After reading it, Yuan Qingqing's face turned green.

Account balance: 197.04 yuan.

Yuan Qingqing thought about it. For three months, the original owner had not made any money except for a monthly basic salary of 3,500 yuan. He even lost money.

When the original owner started live streaming, he was still ranked number one on the list.

But the original owner, who only had beauty, could not afford this job.

After adding the top guy on the list as a friend, he started making dirty jokes and asked her out for dinner with ulterior motives.

The original owner was so scared that he returned the reward. From then on, he started live streaming and used exaggerated special effects, but he didn't make any money.

Yuan Qingqing was not in a hurry to start the broadcast. She first looked at the type of live broadcast.

Some are borderline, some are funny, some are lip syncing, some are fitness-oriented, and some are eating shows.

Yuan Qingqing was interested in food broadcasting. She saw a host with a large bowl in front of him, which looked like a bowl for feeding pigs. The bowl was filled with vermicelli and other ingredients.

The host slurped the noodles and occasionally took a bite of the delicious roasted pig's trotter.

The host is chubby and cute. Watching this kind of eating show whets her appetite. She immediately wants to open the external software and get some fans for herself.

Yuan Qingqing thinks that since she loves to eat, she can also be a food broadcaster.

But eating shows are scary. People eat a lot and then have to induce vomiting, which is bad for the body. So forget it.

After thinking about it, Yuan Qingqing felt that she was a thousand-year-old celadon flower spirit, a thousand-year-old monster...

No, it’s a thousand-year-old cultural relic.

Then she knows a lot of treasures and can appraise them.

And she also has so many skills taught by her master, she can also tell fortunes.

These two are relatively unpopular live broadcasts, which are what she is good at.

Moreover, thousands of years have passed, and there are still many tomb robbers and formal archaeologists.

Maybe when she is identifying treasures, she will be able to see her peers and the masters who were in the tomb with her.

Yuan Qingqing suddenly became motivated and started the live broadcast immediately.

Turn off the exaggerated special effects used by the original owner and turn the beauty function to the maximum.

His eyes were as big as cow's, his nose was extremely high, and his chin was as sharp as a cone, which could poke someone to death.

There are also two ears, which are also pulled into pointed elf ears.

That's it. Even if aliens came, people would still call her ancestor.

Yuan Qingqing changed the literary nickname Qingqing's slow song to [Shit is pouring all over your head and you still want to mess up. 】

Maybe it's because the nickname is too interesting.

Not long after Yuan Qingqing started the live broadcast, people started coming in one after another.

Yuan Qingqing quickly asked, "Does it count?"

【Don't call me a pig: What is that? 】

Yuan Qingqing: "Who are you?"

[Don’t call me a pig: You’re awesome, you’re a big shot, I’m leaving. ]

Yuan Qingqing looked at the number of people watching online and saw that one person was missing:?

No, she said something wrong.

[Sweetness Excessive: The host's name is very interesting. Did you get the inspiration from the explosion of a septic tank truck today? ]

Yuan Qingqing: "What exploding septic tank truck?"

Yuan said softly, and then searched for today's Huaicheng news.

She immediately saw Mrs. Yuan, who was standing in the center of the photo, as if she had been splashed with ten buckets of feces.

Her whole body was covered in shit-yellow color, and even through the screen, she could smell terrible.

Yuan Qingqing laughed when she saw it, and immediately took a screenshot, sent one to Mrs. Yuan, and then posted it on her Moments.

[Yuan Qingqing: Congratulations to the Yuan family for having such good luck on the first day of severing ties with my nemesis. I am sending my friends a message to congratulate you.]

Mrs. Yuan, who had a bad day today, was so angry that she was shaking when she saw Yuan Qingqing's circle of friends who was gloating over the misfortune.

She also followed suit and posted on her Moments.

[Mrs. Yuan: On the first day after I severed my relationship with Yuan Qingqing, the nemesis of disaster, I won NT$1 million by buying a lottery ticket. Manman is my little lucky star.]

Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and actually went to buy a lottery ticket.

But it doesn’t matter. The Yuan family’s bad days have just begun.

【Little Prince Milk: Anchor sister, are you an alien? 】

Yuan Qingqing: "No, I am the eighteenth generation ancestor of the aliens."

Maybe it’s Yuan Qingqing’s exaggerated image and special nickname, plus her interaction with the audience, which is also very interesting.

A lot of people came in, and the number increased from single digits to triple digits, and then stabilized at around 196.

Yuan Qingqing was interacting with the audience when she was suddenly connected to the live broadcast and called a "scholar".

[Wow, there's a handsome guy here. He's so handsome. 】

[Brother Si actually connected with an unknown anchor. He is really lucky to have such bad luck even though he is so damned stupid! ]

Yuan Qingqing looked at the host who was online. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, fair skin, red lips, white teeth, and wore golden glasses.

He is indeed very gentle, but looks like a loser.

Yuan Qingqing looked at the gentleman and felt that he looked familiar.

Forget it, as long as he is a handsome guy, she will find him familiar.

It's been broadcast for half an hour, and the audience is just teasing her, but she hasn't made any money yet.

Let’s get straight to the point.

Yuan Qingqing: "Handsome brother, who are you?"

When Svenbaile heard this, he immediately got angry: "I'm a millionaire anchor, what do you think I am?"