Chapter 11 The Meaning of That Sentence
Most of those who are mixed in the anchor industry are night owls!
Charololo is no exception!
The events of last night are vivid, and the handsome man who added her WeChat said a strange word, and then, there was no news.
Do you know what is the most uncomfortable?
Isn't that just half-talked?
She thought about it all night, but she couldn't understand why Bai Yuan, a handsome person, would give her such a sentence.
But when she returned home later, she also started a live broadcast and continued to broadcast the game until the early hours of the morning, went to have supper again, and had a long time with a few friends, and then fell asleep.
As for what Bai Yuan said, she also completely forgot about it!
The sun has risen, the time is exactly noon, brush your teeth, wash your face and take a shower, eat lunch, put on makeup, and it's afternoon again.
Her daily activity trajectory is mostly fixed, except for live broadcasts, she also plays around with a few circle of friends, and the circle is not big.
Of course, from time to time, I also go to some events held by the company.
After putting on her makeup, Charolo changed into a hanfu again, and then walked out with a selfie stick.
By the time we arrived at Caoxi Road, the flow of people had already begun to become huge, and this city full of youth and vitality would emit its own dazzling light every evening.
Tall beauties, handsome guys, groups of three or five, holding mobile phones to take selfies, there are countless of them.
"It's a big city!"
"The anchor is so pitiful, look at people, almost all of them are in pairs!"
"Hey, is it cool to be single? Of course it's cool, as long as you have money, it's cool to be single, you can't imagine it!"
"Is Lolo rich?"
"Damn, there are still people who dare to question whether Luo Luo has money, 36D female anchor, do you understand with a monthly income of 10 million!"
Charolo looked at the barrage and was speechless.
However, she has been an anchor for more than a year, and it was really difficult at first, but then she found her position and rose rapidly, and now she is at least 50,000 to 100,000 a month.
In the live broadcast industry, it is less than the above, and more than the bottom.
While chatting with the audience, she looked around, and saw a barrage without paying attention.
"The anchor is so diligent today, it seems that the handsome guy last night can't do it!"
This barrage, like an introduction, distorted the entire live broadcast room.
"I'm Cao, I smell the engine!"
"Yes, yes, what about that handsome guy last night, did Luo Luo get him!"
"Won't you just watch the live broadcast?"
Charolo looked at the chat in the live broadcast room, and quickly explained: "Don't talk nonsense, it's over if I am banned!"
"I didn't have anything to do with that handsome guy last night, I just had a conversation!"
"Hey, who believes it!"
"Crooked, it was only half an hour to turn off the live broadcast last night, and haven't you been broadcasting games at home since then?"
"Maybe Luo Luo's upper body is playing games in front of the camera, and his lower body is swallowing Huanglong!"
"I'm Cao!"
"The house manager, is the house manager a dry meal?" Charolo was a little angry and hurriedly called someone, but as an anchor, even if he was wronged, he had to be treated with a smile.
She swept the red in the distance, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she quickly changed the topic: "Hey, I'm lucky today, I saw a sports car, let's go over and have a look!"
As he spoke, he turned on the rear camera, and sure enough, he saw a red sports car parked on the side of the road not far away, and some people were taking pictures with their mobile phones next to them.
"Wow, what a handsome sports car!"
"Ferrari 488, a sports car of about five million!"
"It's much better than last night's Mercedes-Benz E350!"
"Nonsense, can these two cars be compared together?"
"Wow, Ferrari 488!"
After getting closer, Charolo finally recognized the brand, after all, he was mixed in the anchor industry, and when he participated in the company's salon this year, he had seen this level of sports car.
Last night's Mercedes-Benz E may be okay in a fourth- or fifth-tier town, but in a super first-tier city like Shanghai, Porsche is considered to be the entry, and as for Ferrari, it is the standard of the real rich second generation.
It was not only her who watched the car, but also a few girls, holding mobile phones to shoot in various directions.
There are even those who are a little bolder and take a selfie standing on the side of the car door.
However, the vast majority of them are far away, after all, this land, although they are millionaires when they are smashed with bricks, and they can even smash multimillionaires, but Ferrari's car, not to mention tens of millions of dollars, even if it is hundreds of millions of dollars, it will hurt.
After all, family background does not mean that you really have hundreds of millions of funds.
If it's a mistake and bumps into it, it's okay.
"Come on, show everyone the real Ferrari!"
Charolo approached, almost standing at the left door, her phone pointing at the car, and began to brag to the audience.
But suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Charololo's mind.
The next moment, she remembered the message sent by Bai Yuan last night.
Immediately after, his body trembled.
"When you go out on the air tomorrow afternoon, don't get too close to a red Ferrari 488!"
That word, as it was, appeared in his mind, and Charolo's whole person was like a lightning strike, and then subconsciously hurriedly retreated.
How can it be?
How is this possible?
Why did the big handsome man say such a sentence to himself last night, the most important thing is that today, as the other party said, he met a red Farah 488!
Don't......
This Ferrari is also a handsome one?
But......
That's not right!
Even if it is handsome, how can the other party know where she came to broadcast live today?
Could it be ......
Did you have a mind for her early? Specially come here today to block her?
This......
After a while he came out, should I promise him, or should I promise him!
Just as Charolo was thinking, there was a shouting sound next to her, and then there was a bang, and the woman standing in front of her to shoot the sports car suddenly leaned forward and lay directly on the car.
This sudden accident made Charolo startled, and subconsciously took two steps back, and at this time, there was already a noisy discussion around her.
When Charolo saw what was happening, she instantly gasped.
High School Falling Objects!
On this office building, a piece of palm-sized glass fell, and it seemed that it should be a broken fragment of a mirror.
And the fragment happened to scratch a woman's arm.
The woman's arm, at this time, was bleeding out, and the whole person fell to the car, and when she turned sideways, there was a bang, and the left side mirror of the Ferrari fell to the ground.
Hiss!
Finished!
Something is wrong!
For a while, the onlookers were talking louder, but some people hurriedly called the police.
This is a pedestrian street with a lot of people, and there are falling objects from high altitudes, so it's okay.
There are also people who feel sorry for Ferrari, saying that the woman is in trouble, but after all, it is a falling object from a high altitude, and there should be no need for words such as women's compensation at that time.
But at this time, Charolo, like a lightning strike, stood in place, motionless.
Because she suddenly realized something.
Wasn't the woman standing just now the same place where she had been standing to introduce the car?
At that time, she suddenly remembered Da Shuaibi's words, so she subconsciously retreated, and the other party took the lead and occupied her position.
So......
If she hadn't stepped back just now, was hit, and broke the rearview mirror of someone else's luxury car, wouldn't it be her?
And the most important thing is......
What does that mean......
She finally understood now.
Is the other party reminding her?
I'm heavenly!
Foresee?
The handsome comparison I saw last night, is it a half-immortal who can pinch and calculate!
Charolo, confused!