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Money talks.

Nangong Fengluan and the others quickly died in front of two billion, and handed over their own discipline.

Zhao Chunliang actually didn't plan to keep this money for his own use, he directly put one billion dollars into the Hand of God account, which was used to expand some facilities of the Hand of God and buy equipment, this billion US dollars is enough for the Hand of God to use for a long time, and at the same time, Zhao Chunliang waved his hand and gave all the members of the Hand of God a bonus of five million US dollars to participate in the mercenary conference this time.

Originally, Xiaojie and the others had already found a lot of things in the treasure hunt, and suddenly there were five million dollars, which was naturally joyful.

After spending a while like this, Zhao Chunliang found that he still had hundreds of millions of dollars left in his bonus.

At this time, Zhao Chunliang didn't know how to spend money.

Sometimes, too much money is also a distress.

When the excitement passed, Xiaojie and the others left the ward first, Nangong Fengluan originally planned to stay in the ward to accompany Zhao Chunliang, but was temporarily separated by Zhao Chunliang.

Night falls.

A figure dressed in a maid's costume appeared on the windowsill next to Zhao Chunliang's ward.

She jumped off the ledge like that.

The skirt fluttered in the wind, and Zhao Chunliang lay on the bed, vaguely seeing the thighs wrapped in black silk.

"Little one, you're really surprising me..."

Xiao Ai put her hands behind her back and walked to Zhao Chunliang's bed with a smile.

"It's fine." Zhao Chunliang smiled, every time he heard Xiao Ai talk about his little guy's little friend, he always wanted to tell Xiao Ai that he actually had a big guy, but after all, he felt that he was not too familiar with Xiao Ai, and he saw Xiao Ai's disembowelment with his own eyes, so he could only swallow the words every time.

"Show me your wounds, okay?" Xiao Ai curiously lifted the quilt on Zhao Chunliang's body.

"Men and women don't kiss." Zhao Chunliang hurriedly pulled the quilt on.

"Hee-hee, is the little guy shy? By the way, I'm looking for you, I have something to tell you..."Xiao Ai said seriously.

"What's the matter?"

"The night after tomorrow, there will be some movement in the city, and when the time comes, it will be a killing of Edward. Good opportunity for Rondo. Xiao Ai said with a glance, "You are already the owner of the 99th floor, you can take the elevator to enter the 100th floor in the bright light, this should be one of the reasons why you wanted to hit the 99th floor before, right?" When the time comes, you will definitely kill Edward. Rondo..."

"Movement?" Zhao Chunliang frowned slightly and asked, "What's the movement?" ”

"Oh, before that, I'll tell your men to leave this city, and maybe, in two days, this place will become... A sea of blood..."Xiao Ai said, winked at Zhao Chunliang, didn't say anything more, turned around and walked to the windowsill.

Just as Xiao Ai walked to the windowsill, she suddenly turned around, looked at Zhao Chunliang, and said, "Maybe, two days later, you will meet someone you didn't expect?" ”

Zhao Chunliang was slightly stunned, Xiao Ai had disappeared from the window.

Unexpected people?

Zhao Chunliang is a little curious, could it be a joker?

Zhao Chunliang lived in the hospital with peace of mind.

Just like when he was paralyzed a few months ago, he asked Nangong Fengluan to get him a computer and began to continue watching live broadcasts of beautiful women on the Internet.

This time, Zhao Chunliang is not like last time, he deliberately pretended to be very decadent in order to hide people's eyes and ears and let people relax their vigilance, he just wanted to go up and relax because his nerves were a little too tight recently, and look at the female college student named Wu Mei.

Wu Mei sat in front of the video and sang as always, and her audience seemed to be much smaller than before, let alone giving her a gift, and no one even listened to her sing.

Zhao Chunliang is a little strange, it stands to reason that no matter how low the popularity is, there will not be three cats and two dogs in a live broadcast room.

"Why are there so few people?" Zhao Chunliang typed and asked.

"Because the year-end ceremony has begun, the big anchors have pulled people away to support the scene." Wu Mei said to the camera.

"The year-end ceremony? What's that? Zhao Chunliang asked again.

"Strange Shu, I'm sure now that you're playing the Xingchen Live Room for the first time." Wu Mei said with a smile, "This year-end ceremony is a big event in the live broadcast room of the stars, which is usually held at the end of the year, and the fans vote to select what gold medal male artists, female artists, male MC, female MC or something, of course, to put it bluntly, it is more money than anyone, and voting costs money." ”

"So that's the case," Zhao Chunliang said, "Then why didn't you participate?" ”

"Me? I participated in an egg le, just my little cat, a big anchor can get hundreds of thousands of yuan in a round, and I will spend ten yuan to vote for myself to be happy. Don't be ashamed. Wu Mei pouted.

"I can vote for you too," Zhao Chunliang said.

"You? Blame Shu Huang, do you finally want to open it, do you want to spend money on others, people have sung songs for you for so long, the first time you said that you want to vote for others, people are moved......" Wu Mei made a grateful expression at the camera, and then suddenly laughed and said, "Strange Shu Huang, your heart has been received, but this kind of activity is not a person's money, there is a fan consortium behind every big anchor, that is, those rich fans, they are responsible for the first round of voting, After ensuring that the anchor can advance to the next round of voting, it is the guild that begins to pay money, and each anchor has its own guild, just like me, there are guilds, but the guild will not support a small anchor like me, and when the guild finishes paying and determines that the anchor can enter the final round, then the company behind the guild needs to pay, a company often has several guilds, and then they see which guild has the most potential, so they will throw the money on the anchor of that guild and let them compete for the final major awards. This layer by layer, there is no 18 million, don't you want to take any title, last year's best male artist, in the last round of voting deadline money, their company directly smashed 10 million... So, you'd better save your old man. How nice it is to keep the money for pickles. ”

"Aren't I also picking up girls..."Zhao Chunliang sent a snickering expression.

"Cut, just a tabula rasa number like you, who doesn't have any level, can soak a fart, if you open a king or something, then you'll be a soaking girl..."Wu Mei said disdainfully.

"The King? What is that? Zhao Chunliang asked.

"It's like a member, it's a title, it costs 120,000 yuan for the first month of opening, and it costs 30,000 yuan every month after that. After you open it, there will be a shining king logo behind your name, no matter which live broadcast room you go to, you can rank first among all the audience, but you are angry, pretending to be a bubble anchor, a king, and you can get it in minutes......" Wu Mei said, winked at Zhao Chunliang, and said, "Strange Shu Huang, do you want to open it?" Open one, come to someone's house..."

"I'm going to open one, can I get you in minutes?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"And this... It's hard to say..."Wu Mei rolled her eyes and said, "People don't sell their bodies..."

Seeing Wu Mei's playful and cute appearance, Zhao Chunliang felt that the whole person was much more relaxed, he looked at the recharge page in the live broadcast room, and said to Wu Mei, "You wait for me for a while." ”

"Is it strange that Shu Huang is going to change your child's diaper?" Wu Mei asked.

Zhao Chunliang didn't answer, and Wu Mei pursed her lips, a little unhappy.

Since Wu Mei came to the Xingchen live broadcast room as an anchor, she has met a lot of people and become friends with a lot of people, but almost all of them are here with the purpose of soaking her and wanting to have something to do with her, which makes Wu Mei very helpless, she also had a few friends with the title of duke before, which is second only to the king, it takes 12,000 to open and 3,000 to renew, but those friends who look and chat well have not been chatting for long, either asking her to meet or taking her out to play, and even someone wants to support her, Wu Mei's little temper is very violent, and she immediately let people go.

As a result, there are fewer and fewer people in Wu Mei's live broadcast room, especially the local tyrants, there are almost none, and among these people, Zhao Chunliang is the most unique one, at least in Wu Mei's opinion.

She chatted with Zhao Chunliang, she could always feel a very warm feeling, in her mind, Zhao Chunliang should be a year to middle age, a little obscene and lustful without discipline, but there is a lower limit, she likes to chat with Zhao Chunliang, at least it won't be boring to go live like this, so she waits on the live broadcast every day, waiting for the tabula rasa number to come, this time it's been a long time since I've seen Zhao Chunliang's tabula rasa number, it's rare to see it today, Zhao Chunliang disappeared after chatting a few words, she will naturally be unhappy.

"Hmph, ignore me, bad guy ......" Wu Mei gritted her teeth viciously, and was just about to sing a song to comfort herself, when she suddenly saw a system pop-up pop-up pop-up in the lower right corner.

"The user "I am the purest" opens the king in your room, you will receive a commission of 10,000. ”

"Huh?" Wu Mei was dumbfounded, she moved her mouse to the pop-up window and clicked it, wanting to confirm whether this was fake news.

Soon, the webpage popped up, this is the official website of the Xingchen live broadcast room, there is a recharge record on it, and in the account balance, Wu Mei found that there was an extra 10,000 yuan out there...

"Uncle.........

Wu Mei suddenly shouted into the microphone, and the roommates behind Wu Mei were startled.

A few seconds passed.

"Huh? What's wrong? Zhao Chunliang's message came.

"You, how much money are you burning in a panic?" Wu Mei shouted, "What kind of king is it, this, this is 120,000, what are you doing with it, spend this money, stupid ......"

Zhao Chunliang was slightly stunned, and at that moment, a person who seemed to have not been seen for a long time suddenly appeared in his mind.

Lin Xiaoxi.

It seems that she once told herself, don't spend money indiscriminately.

That's still there, when eating steak.

This qiē, as if, déjà vu is in general.

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