Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Last Struggle

"Boss Feng, are you here to get down to the ground? What, now that you're planning to break up with me?" Xie Chengen's smile was very sarcastic.

"Do you know that your behavior is smearing our company?" said Boss Feng over there.

Indeed, Xie Chengen's incident has caused Red Star's reputation to drop a lot, and of course, there is no shortage of Yu Jiansheng fishing in troubled waters and causing Red Star's stock to decline. Can Red Star not be in a hurry?

It's light to call and scold.

"At the beginning, you knew my affairs, and you still approved of me doing this, giving me advice, now that you are in this realm, what qualifications do you have to say about me?" simply tore his face, Xie Chengen was no longer afraid, and spoke a lot harder. Anyway, he broke the jar and broke it.

"Hmph, how do I know that you can't hold up the wall in the mud She calculated in turn and stabbed all these dirty things for you?" Boss Feng directly threw the pot, it had nothing to do with him, everything was done by Xie Chengen himself.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, tell me, what do you want to do when you call?" Xie Chengen said impatiently.

"I know very well what you are, write live broadcasts, wait to be scolded by the whole network, I called, I am telling you that you have been fired, and you have nothing to do with Red Star!" Boss Feng stabbed.

I thought that Xie Chengen would be sad and plead, but he didn't expect that Xie Chengen didn't react, he just said lightly, "I know!"

Then he hung up.

At this moment, Xie Chengen is not so impatient and does not have the heart to win.

He sent a private message to Feng Huanyan.

You win!

Three simple words, no more words.

Speaking of live matches, he just took a breath.

Just like Feng Huanyan said, what level he is, he knows it in his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly figured out a lot of things.

Whether he wants to figure it out or not, the live broadcast still has to be carried out.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Weibo live, no matter what happened or what was fine, those netizens were waiting for the live broadcast.

Feng Huanyan sat on the chair and played soothing music.

He and Xie Chengen turned on the camera almost at the same time.

It can be seen that Feng Huanyan's desktop, except for the computer and keyboard, is gone.

Xie Chengen is the same, the only difference is that his computer still has a black screen.

Passerby: ??? black screen, could it be an excuse that the computer is broken?

Passerby 2: Definitely, it can't be compared, so I make excuses not to compare.

Passerby 3: I think, is Feng Huanyan's appearance great? The kind that can make his debut in the C position!

This sentence is followed by many plus one.

Feng Huanyan was added to the screen, and he didn't figure out what was going on, so he had to ask.

"What do you brush again?"

"Little sister, with your appearance, is it bad to be a screenwriter or an actor?

Feng Huanyan snorted and laughed.

"I like to write scripts and act, it's not for me!" Feng Huanyan replied.

The first time the live broadcast started, Feng Huanyan was still a little unaccustomed to this way.

Passerby: You can eat with your face, but you have to rely on your talent!

"Getting back to business, screenwriter Xie, are you ready over there?" Feng Huanyan looked at the black-screen computer and Xie Chengen without saying a word, and he was also puzzled.

Xie Chengen still didn't turn on the computer, but asked, "Are you doing well this Xie life?"

This sentence without a beginning or end made Feng Huanyan scratch his head.

"Well, at least for now, I'm happy!"