When Qin Bai returned home, Cheng Jing was putting food on the table.
"You're back pretty quickly. I thought you'd have to wait a while longer. How's Luo Qingyan?"
"It's alright, everything's settled."
"You didn't explain clearly in your text message, so what exactly happened?"
Cheng Jing sat down next to her son with a gossipy look on her face.
Qin Bai picked up his rice bowl and started shoveling food into his mouth. He hadn't eaten anything since last night and was starving.
"Stop eating, hurry up and tell me." Cheng Jing said impatiently, putting more food into his bowl.
"It was all that old man Deng from Luohe's doing, that's how it happened...blah blah blah."
By the time Qin Bai put down his rice bowl, he had roughly finished recounting what had happened.
Cheng Jing nodded: "Oh, is that so? Does that mean Luo Qingyan won't be able to do live streams anymore?"
"Probably."
Cheng Jing stared at him thoughtfully for a long time.
"No, Mom, why are you looking at me like that? Let me tell you, I just walked in the door, you can't hit me."
Qin Bai was already in a running position, ready to burst out the door at any moment.
"Son, that's impressive, this is the third one already."
"Huh? What third company?"
"Go bankrupt, or you can apply for a Guinness World Record. If you bankrupt three companies in six months, you'll definitely be number one in the world."
"I......"
Qin Bai's face immediately darkened.
I tried to find some rebuttal, but after thinking for a long time, I couldn't come up with a single word.
This mother is absolutely right; she hit the nail on the head.
But what can I do? Putting aside other factors, is God completely without fault?
Cheng Jing laughed for a while: "Alright, go to sleep and stop overthinking. Leave the house to me. Do you have any requirements?"
"No, I didn't ask. I'll just find one nearby. The environment here is nice, and it'll be convenient to help out if anything happens."
"Okay, I got it. I'm going out now."
Cheng Jing put on her coat and went out with a smile.
very nice.
Another daughter-in-law is getting closer to him.
As she closed the door, she casually asked, "You came back by yourself? Are all your friends in Fukagawa?"
Snap!
Qin Bai's phone fell onto the table.
He stared at Cheng Jing in disbelief.
"What's wrong? Why the look? Didn't you come back by yourself?"
"Um... I think so."
"What do you mean 'seems like'? Don't you know who you came back with?"
Qin Bai turned his head to the other side guiltily: "I think so. If I remember correctly, there should be someone else waiting for me at the airport."
Who is it?
"Wanzhou".
Let's go back to the early hours of yesterday.
The two of them started yelling as soon as they got off the plane.
"It's so cold! It's freezing!" Wan Zhou shouted as he ran into the hall.
Qin Bai followed behind, trembling and cursing under his breath.
The two were in such a hurry that they forgot the common sense that they should wear down jackets when they returned to the north.
Now look what happened, they've been frozen so badly they've been demoted.
I ran into the lobby, and that calmed me down a bit.
Wanzhou, fully recharged: "Ha! Even at minus 20 degrees Celsius, this is nothing special."
"Then go out and run a lap. If you come back alive, I'll give you 20 yuan."
"Damn, why aren't you going?"
"I'm afraid of the cold."
Qin Bai walked towards the clothing store.
"Boss, how much is this jacket?" he asked, picking up a down jacket at random.
"3999, we're having a promotion now, buy a down jacket and get a free T-shirt." The saleswoman enthusiastically recommended.
Qin Bai was speechless and turned to look at Wan Zhou, who was wearing short sleeves.
Do we look like people who need a T-shirt?
Wan Zhou clicked his tongue in amazement upon hearing the price: "Old Qin, I actually feel like I can still go out and run a couple more laps. You'll see."
"Alright, save your breath. I don't want to pick you up from the mental hospital tomorrow."
"What do we do now? This is obviously a rip-off. Things here are at least five times more expensive than outside. I'll eat anything, I just don't want to be taken advantage of. You'd better wait until my next life to buy these clothes."
Go eat shit.
Qin Bai turned his head and said, "Give me two."
"No, no, I'd rather die than take it."
"What the hell..."
Ten minutes later.
Qin Bai stood at the door wearing a down jacket.
"Old Wan, wait for me here. I'll come find you as soon as I'm done."
"Are you sure you don't need my help?"
"No need, you'll only cause trouble if you go. Here, take this T-shirt and use it to cover yourself while you sleep."
Qin Bai turned and walked out of the airport.
He just couldn't find a reason to send Wanzhou home, so it was for the best; it was better not to involve outsiders in Luo Qingyan's affairs.
And so, Wanzhou fell asleep on the chair, covered with a T-shirt.
Cheng Jing laughed so hard she squatted down on the ground after hearing what he said.
"Hahahaha~~~ Son, stop talking for a moment, let Mom catch her breath, I'm dying of laughter, is Wanzhou still at the airport?"
"I think... I guess so."
"Alright, leave this to me. You can get some rest."
"All right."
Cheng Jing smiled and walked out the door.
Qin Bai returned to his bedroom, threw himself onto the bed, and fell asleep immediately without even taking off his clothes.
I don't know how much time passed, but the sound of messages kept ringing in my ears.
He sat up and looked out the window.
The sun was high in the sky; it was midday.
Qin Bai picked up his phone and glanced at it. His eyes widened instantly, and he was wide awake.
The message was sent by Zhou Lin.
"Brother Bai, all the data from yesterday's live stream has been compiled. We're absolutely awesome now."
"The advantage of low-priced tickets has already become apparent. Yesterday, a single live stream gained us over 100,000 new fans, and there's no sign of that number decreasing."
"Do you know how much money we made yesterday? We netted over 5 million just from ticket partnerships, not counting the money from other gifts and platform revenue."
"We didn't take any of this money. We were planning to invest it all in the property on that wasteland. Let me know when you see this message."
Qin Bai sat on the bed for a long time without reacting.
For a moment, he felt like he had become a rich man; he never expected to earn so much in a single day.
He shook his head smugly, got out of bed, and washed his face.
He picked up his phone and dialed Zhou Lin's number.
"Hey, what's the situation over there?"
“Great, it couldn’t be better. Uncle Yu is also very satisfied with the results and is asking when you will come back to continue the live stream.”
"I might not be able to go back anytime soon."
Zhou Lin asked anxiously, "Brother Bai, we need to strike while the iron is hot. Aren't you really coming back? What happened back home?"
"It's okay, but the live stream can't stop."
"Huh? You're not even here, how can you do a live stream?"
Qin Bai smiled and said, "Wait for my news. I'm going to find a master now."
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