Chapter 873: Be a Local Tyrant!

The money is charged, and everything is ready!

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Zhang Huan said: "Okay brothers, just look at it for a while, retreat." ”

After speaking, he exited Yu Weiwei's live broadcast room, then picked up his mobile phone and began to operate.

However, from the perspective of the audience, only his face can be seen, but not that he is operating the mobile phone.

Wang Qi TV,Brush gifts on mobile phones,Planes can only be brushed up to 1,000 and 1,000 planes,Each brush is worth 100,000 yuan。

Click on the gift column, and four options appeared: 1 plane, 10 planes, 100 planes, and 1000 planes.

Without hesitation, Zhang Huan directly ordered 1000 planes.

Wang QiTV's gift system is more pitiful,After clicking it,There is no prompt at all whether you consume or not,As long as the money in the account is enough,Then it will be crossed together。

Once, there were many people who were trapped.

Yu Weiwei's live broadcast room, she smiled and chatted with the audience for a while, and was ready to officially say goodbye.

Due to the sudden appearance of Hunter, the popularity of her live broadcast room has increased a lot, and her subscriptions have also increased a lot, which makes her feel very satisfied.

After deciding to go live for a while, send a message to thank Zhang Huan.

"That's all for today's live broadcast, if you like the anchor, you can click on the upper right corner to read, okay, we'll see you tomorrow, uh......"

After saying that, Yu Weiwei suddenly sighed.

His eyelids twitched, and he blinked vigorously, almost exploding.

In the live broadcast room, the audience who didn't leave exploded.

"I'll go, 1,000 planes, local tyrant!"

"It's the first time I've seen someone give so many gifts, it's really stupid and has a lot of money."

"The second goods, equivalent to a year's wages of labor and management, are gone."

"666, rich people really know how to play."

"Local tyrant, is there still a pendant missing on your leg?"

…… Yu Weiwei was also stunned for a few seconds, and then said in a trembling voice: "Thank you for the 1,000 planes sent by this local tyrant who 'dreamed back to his previous life', thank you, I ......"

Yu Weiwei just wanted to say something sensational to express her inner excitement, but she was shocked to find that this local tyrant started to reward again.

Although she is the deputy manager of BBQ, the money passed through her hands is millions, tens of millions.

But after all, it's not her own money, her monthly salary is just over 10,000 yuan, plus bonuses, it's about 200,000 yuan a year.

Now that she meets the boss of BBQ, she is ready to withdraw her investment, and maybe in two months, she won't even be able to get the 10,000 yuan salary.

And in the live broadcast room, this local tyrant called 'Dream Back to the Past Life' actually rewarded 200,000 yuan at once, and after deducting taxes and shares, she could get 100,000 yuan, which ......

She couldn't put into words how excited she was.

However, the show is still to come, and she needs to press her shocked mind to the back to release.

I saw that after the second group of 1,000 planes, soon after, the third group of 1,000 planes attacked, Yu Weiwei took a look, pinched the tender meat on her legs, and found that it hurt, but she didn't dream.

Next, her mind went from agitated to numb.

In two minutes, the plane went from 1,000 to 6,000, and the local tyrant directly gave her a gift of 600,000 RMB, which was worth more than three years of her salary.

She was in a somewhat complicated mood now, and persuaded in a voice that couldn't hear her emotions: "This friend, that's enough, don't brush it anymore." ”

It seems that her voice was heard, and the 'local tyrant' didn't continue to brush.

Yu Weiwei felt relieved, but in the next second, her breathing stopped, because the local tyrant started brushing again, she really went her own way and didn't listen to persuasion.

She couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "I really don't need to brush it anymore, really, don't waste money." ”

However, the local tyrant didn't listen, and after the seventh group, the eighth group of 1,000 planes continued to drive through Yu Weiwei's live broadcast room.

Helpless, she could only tremble her fingers and send a private message to 'Dream Back to Her Past Life': "Stop, stop brushing, it's enough." ”

However, I got such a reply from others: "Give you a million and leave." ”

Yu Weiwei was stunned, and the expression on her face was very exciting.

In the past, she felt that her salary was 200,000 yuan a year, which was very high-level, better than most white-collar workers.

But now she knows that her proud high salary is worthless in front of other people's real tyrants.

If you shoot casually, it will be a domineering 1 million, which is a million, not a hundred.

Yu Weiwei's mind raced, secretly thinking that this person wouldn't have some other purpose, right?

After a moment of silence, she sent a message: "You can brush the money, but I only play games, I don't do anything else, and I already have a boyfriend." ”

Yu Weiwei has a boyfriend, which is fake, but saying it at this time will also allow the local tyrant to dispel other thoughts.

Zhang Huan looked at it, smiled, and secretly said that you think I am here to soak you? Think beautifully.

"Don't think about it, I'm just here to send you money, and I won't contact you later, and you don't want to contact me, understand?"

Zhang Huanhuan swore that he really didn't mean to pretend to be B, but there was no way, he had to say so, otherwise others would misunderstand.

"Huh?" Yu Weiwei read the information, her eyebrows were twisted, and her fists were clenched unconsciously.

She feels that her IQ has been challenged, and she can't understand the tactics of 'dreaming back to her previous life', roundabout tactics? Want to get away with it?

If so, it's quite possible.

As long as you are a human being, you should have a motivation to do things, you cook because you want to eat, you are too lazy to walk when you get in the car, and you watch live broadcasts to pass the time.

Sending money? This is a more serious problem, if there is no motive, Yu Weiwei dares to eat the keyboard live.

However, she really thought wrong, Zhang Huan really had no motive for her.

All of this is a systematic task, if there is no task, he will not be stupid enough to take out the money in his pocket and squander it, he has always been the only one who earns other people's money.

Finally, 10,000 planes and gifts worth a million were delivered.

Zhang Huan let out a sigh of relief, threw the phone aside, and sank into the system space with a nervous mind.

After looking at it, his face was happy, he suppressed his excitement, and he didn't stay in it for long, so he immediately retreated.

It's still early, so he started the second round of Hanbok qualifying.

On Yu Weiwei's side, the live broadcast room has completely exploded.

Due to the large amount of rewards from local tyrants, the system will record one million as a one-time reward, so it has become a big hit, and the entire platform can see it.

Millions of viewers, with enthusiasm, rushed into her live broadcast room, causing the popularity of her live broadcast room to suddenly rank fourth in lol.

The fluctuations caused by Yu Weiwei, Zhang Huan's popularity was also affected, and it dropped by seven million, but it doesn't matter, those viewers will come back after watching the beauties.

"Tsk, what a trench, one million is enough for labor and capital for a lifetime."

"What if I had all this money?"

"Is the local tyrant still lacking leg hair?"

"Hey, where is that local tyrant, come out, why don't you speak?"

"Are you leaving?"

"Rich, capricious!"

"Hehe, people are stupid, there is a lot of money!"

On Yu Weiwei's side, she was distressed to find that the local tyrant she thought was 'trying to capture and indulge' disappeared directly.

Send a message to him, but he won't reply directly.

"Does he really have no special purpose?" Yu Weiwei asked herself, and at this time she was a little convinced.