The owner of the Perak King bar was so anxious that he lost several million dollars before he settled the matter of his bear child rowing a flower cart (情qíng).

"Say! Who told you to paddle someone else's car? ”

Pan Ming looked at Pan Xiaobao and said with a blushing face.

"It's Daddy!"

Pan Xiaobao also saw that his father was really angry, and whispered with a frightened face.

"You! You bear child, believe it or not, I'll pump you? ”

Pan Ming looked at Pan Xiaobao's innocent expression, and then thought of the large amount of money he had just lost, and he couldn't wait to slap him to death.

This is a real slap in the face! He had just set up with Long Wuxian that his bar business was good, and his son was obedient, so he was slapped in the face when he turned around.

In fact, he also knows that the bar business is not good, after all, the location of the northern area of Repulse Bay is too poor, there are not many people, and there are three bars nearby, and the competition is already very fierce.

The business has been good these days, and he has supported it, after all, the better the business, the more he will need when the time comes to pay compensation for demolition.

Fortunately, the real estate developer promised him that he had done this, would compensate him a large sum of extra money, and would invest him in opening an entertainment club in the city center at that time.

It's a lot better than opening a bar in the middle of nowhere!

After thinking about it, Pan Ming made a phone call and went out: "Zhang Bo, how is the business of the night Paris bar now?" ”

"Mr. Pan, since Wan Chai brought people to make trouble, no one has gone to the Paris bar at night, is the reward activity of halving the drinks in our bar still going on?"

Zhang Bo, a supervisor of the Thunderbolt King Bar, Pan Ming has people monitor the dynamics of the Paris bar at night.

"It's almost eight o'clock, right? Then there's no need, I guess his bar isn't doing well today! In the future, if people make a small fuss for three days and a big fuss for five days, he will have to close the door sooner or later! ”

Pan Ming thought about it, today's Mid-Autumn Festival night, there are not many people looking for joy outside, and the business of the Paris bar at night should not be good.

"Mr. Pan is wise! However, it seems that the Paris bar at night is ready to let an online female anchor sing on stage! ”

Zhang Bo thought for a while and said.

"The female anchor of the network has an egg! Unless, he invites a few stars to the town! You changed the event to have the arranged pole dancers start dancing, and, that, hey, hey! After she finished dancing, let the dancing girl come to my lounge! ”

Pan Ming straightened the bow tie on the neckline and scoffed.

By 7:50 p.m., there were already 300,000 people waiting online in Lin Qingyi's live broadcast room.

In the anchor group, many people are paying attention to Lin Qingyi's live broadcast room, and they are very envious when they see the (hot) scene in the live broadcast room.

"This, the fan cohesion in Lin Qingyi's live broadcast room is too high!"

"Yes! Among the entertainment anchors, there are several more than 2 million followers, and generally only ** million people watch online, and they can only reach 300,000 popularity at the peak, she has not yet started broadcasting, there are so many people! ”

……

"It seems that Lin Qingyi is firmly in the second position of playing TV anchors, and he is beautiful and powerful, so he can't accept it!"

"Let's see if Lin Qingyi's live broadcast room can reproduce yesterday's glory tonight!"

Seeing the unique cover that Lin Qingyi had changed on, Su Man was very interested, and while eating, he was still looking at it.

Fan Ping, an intern reporter at the Shencheng Metropolis Entertainment Daily, was preparing to interview a charity gala co-hosted by Longhua Group and Qian Liufu Jewelry today.

"Huh? Lin Qingyi wants to broadcast live in a Paris bar at night? ”

He was accustomed to opening (爱ài) to play live broadcast software, planning to see if Lin Qingyi was live today, and his eyes lit up when he saw her announcement.

"This night Paris bar is in the north area of Repulse Bay, and it takes more than 20 minutes to get there by car!"

Live broadcast software, with the function of displaying nearby live broadcasts, Fan Ping looked at the distance and was moved.

To be an entertainment journalist is to be good at digging up news.

Regarding last night's live broadcast, the media stayed on the words that the female anchor earned nearly 10 million a night, and did not report in depth, which could not reflect the survival status of this emerging entertainment profession.

He has an idea in his heart, the network anchor is now an emerging entertainment industry, and Lin Qingyi is one of the leaders, doing an in-depth report may be very interesting, which can greatly enhance the (hot) degree of Shenzhen Entertainment News.

Thinking of this, Fan Ping immediately packed up his photographic equipment and told his thoughts to the veteran reporter Li Bin, planning to call him to interview in a Paris bar at night.

"Xiao Fan, don't be restless! The charity gala was only postponed, and when I was younger, I often missed my eyes for days in order to cover a worthy piece of news. In the end, young people, your (sex xìng) son has to be sharpened, besides, what is there to interview a female anchor on the Internet? Our main goal this time is the charity reception, and it is said that this time there are not only Cao Yiren from the Four Little Flowers, but also the dancing king Feng Tianjiang, who is a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference...... If something goes wrong, we can't afford it! You're still an intern journalist, and you'll lose your job if you don't do it! ”

The newspaper matched Fan Ping with an old reporter Li Bin in his forties, and when the old reporter heard Fan Ping say that he wanted to use this gap to interview a female anchor on the Internet, he immediately admonished him sternly.

"Then Mr. Li, you just wait here, I'll go alone!"

Fan Ping thought about it, but still stubbornly said, he didn't want to lose this opportunity.

"You can go! When the time comes, I will report to the newspaper leaders truthfully! ”

Li Bin saw that the newcomers arranged by the newspaper did not listen to his persuasion, and his tone was a little bad.

"Mr. Li, this time it should be my internship assignment! If you don't qualify and be fired by the newspaper, I am willing! ”

Fan Ping doesn't plan to give up his ideas, he is a newcomer and good, but it is precisely because he has just entered the industry that his eyes are different from some old reporters, and he will not be confined to the circle.

Everything was arranged, and Lin Qingyi connected to the live broadcast.

Suddenly, the picture on the stage was reflected in the live broadcast room.

Today, Lin Qingyi reversed the previous style, took off the white dress, changed into a short black skirt, put on the long legs of black silk and slender and slender, jade and round, and a pair of beautiful big eyes painted with eye shadow, giving people a feeling of seduction.

Just stood on the stage, and the people in the bar and the live broadcast room looked straight.

"Brother Yi has put on smoky makeup, and he looks a lot more mature!"

"That's it! In the past, Brother Yi's style was to take the pure route, but today it is the (sex xìng) charm route, the slender little waist, the charming little ****, the first brother (body shēn) material should be so good! ”

"It's so happy to be able to watch the live broadcast, eating moon cakes and watching the live broadcast of my brother, such a life is called perfect!"

"I can play with my brother's black silk long legs for a year!"

Lin Qingyi wore a pair of black silk hands (set tào) on her hands, her hair curled and draped over her shoulders, she picked up the microphone and said loudly in a charming voice: "Water friends, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!" Today, I'm going to teach you how to dance a dance that's easy to learn and easy to enjoy! ”

Qin Jay Lun patted the fat (肉 ròu) on the body (body shēn) and asked shamelessly, "Easy to learn?" What kind of dance does the first brother dance? Can I jump with this kind of (body shēn) material? ”

"Ouch! I'll go! Qin Fatty, you are also narcissistic! If you want to dance, I think the only one is the gyro dance! ”

Xue Li glanced at him and struck without a feeling.

"Gyro dance? It sounds very emotional, how do you jump? If my brother invites me to dance on stage after a while, I will dance the gyro dance! ”

Jay Qin didn't hear Xue Li's sarcasm, and asked with bright eyes.

"With your size, I really can't think of anything other than the dance that rolls on the ground!"

Zhang Pingshen nodded approvingly.

"Zhang Ping, you have changed, I thought you would (love) me for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that after only a few days, you won't (love) me!"

Jay Qin had a fat face and looked at Zhang Ping with deep affection.

After the last parent-teacher meeting, Qu Lan wanted to beat Lin Qingyi in public, and the whole person seemed much more depressed.

"You! You're disgusting! I'm vomiting! ”

Zhang Ping saw the fat face that was pouting and close at hand, and he was so disgusted that he almost vomited.

"The name of this dance is called Social Shake!"

Lin Qingyi Qingqi (Jiaojiāo) has bright red lips, and her charming voice spreads throughout the audience.