Chapter 301 The Beauty Killer Attack VS Women's Clothing Boss Food Anchor Receives 10
it.
If only I let Lo Lining know now.
Not to mention whether you will see the sun tomorrow, it can be considered a great compassion to see the moon tonight.
There's a good chance they'll throw him in the furnace and rebuild it.
I just came over, and I wasn't in the mood to go on the live broadcast, and besides, the original owner just went on last night.
However, if the live broadcast time is reduced, the number of followers will also decrease, and the income will also decrease.
Man dies for money.
Never mind.
Let's go up and show your face.
Break the big fake news again.
So, Lorraine pushed away the original owner's live broadcast room.
The live broadcast room is in a room next to the kitchen on the first floor. Behind the glass window is the kitchen.
During the live broadcast, fans can see a corner of the kitchen, but not the whole thing, which is a way of marketing, leaving fans with a kind of suspense, so as to arouse their curiosity.
It is more conducive to live broadcasting.
Lorraine pushed the door in, and her eyes were full of equipment for live broadcasting.
Because it is shown as a women's clothing boss.
So the room is decorated in warm pink.
The camera is pointed at the head of the bed, and the grade of the bed is also quite high. There are also curtains and pink beaded curtains in front of the bed.
Looming.
This is very eye-catching and makes people think about it.
Lorraine thought for a moment, pulled out a mask from a drawer, and put it on.
Then walk over and turn on your computer.
Only to find that there was no movement on the fucking computer at all.
Lorraine had a feeling that his pants were all off, so he showed him this.
With so many years of experience, I still can't save the computer.
I finally remembered why the original owner didn't use the computer to do the live broadcast.
It turned out that the computer broke down a week ago.
I can't fix it, and I'm going to throw it away.
Lorraine lifted her foot and kicked the leg of the computer desk.
Exhale and log in with your phone.
Glancing at his anchor name: Sister Lin fell from the sky.
Enough sassy.
There are still hundreds of private messages in it.
Lorraine is glad that the original owner's mobile phone is the best brand, otherwise he would have been stuck in doubt.
Lorraine slid down and unexpectedly saw one that was more different.
Lorraine looked at it, and in the next second, the whole person almost exploded.
This is a private message from the local tyrant last night.
Straight to the point where he wants the money back.
Is there still this kind of operation in these years?
At first glance, it is a little kid hiding the money his parents gave him.
Now it's been discovered by parents, so I sent a private message to ask for money back.
It's just that the situation will generally be explained, for example, it is the child who brushes indiscriminately and asks for a return.
This message directly said that it was a mistake.
There are no specific reasons.
Lorraine raised her hand and touched her chin, this can't be a new scam, right?
The gaze is back to the phone screen.
In these years, he dared to beat him up for the idea of a poor ghost.
It really doesn't make sense.
It's not right, if it's a scam, why wouldn't you have swiped such a large amount of gifts in the first place?
It doesn't matter if the other party wants to or not.
Let's talk about it first.
Let him be happy in vain.
So, Lorraine replied: Do you want me to go back? Scream Daddy.
Anyway, he doesn't have a son, and it's better than a "dad" addiction.
Naturally, they didn't reply so quickly.
Lorraine also has no heart to do live broadcasts.
Offline.
Slowly swing to the bathroom to take a shower.
Go to bed.
……
Before I woke up in the morning, the mobile phone at the bedside rang non-stop.
The early morning disturbs people's dreams, and it is simply a loss of conscience.
Lorraine rolled over and tried to continue sleeping.
I didn't expect the phone to ring non-stop.
Lorraine felt that if she didn't answer it, the other party would keep calling until there was no electricity.