Chapter 11: Mysterious Big Brother
The wind was blowing, the raindrops fell to the ground densely, splashing water, and pedestrians hurried by with umbrellas.
Liu He looked at the dismal flow of people in front of the stall and fell into sorrow, thinking about whether he should add a delivery service, so that the business would not be affected because of the weather.
Song Xinhang looked at the live broadcast room with only 2 people, one of whom was a robot, and his heart was shocked, it turned out that there was a gap between reality and imagination.
She could only bite the bullet and talk to the only real person in the live broadcast room, who used a random avatar of the platform with a random screen name, and at first glance he was a newly registered user.
She said to herself so much that the person didn't say a word, she stretched out her hand and yawned, exhausted: "He He, why don't we close the stall, there is really no one left." ”
Liu He didn't want to give up, he only sold a total of five snacks today, maybe the rain will stop after a while.
"Wait, isn't it too early?" She forced a smile on her face, and she could earn a little more.
In fact, it is now close to 23 o'clock, which is not very early.
"Look how dedicated my sister is! Don't go, family members passing by the live broadcast room, stretch out your fingers and be careful. Song Xinhang continued to shout professional terms to the empty live broadcast room.
Liu He saw Song Xinhang's hard work, moved and guilty, she is a serious worker, she stays up so late with herself every day, and continues to get up early to go to work the next day, but she has no complaints.
"Xinhang, let's collect..."Liu He was just about to say closing the stall, Song Xinhang's pupils on the side instantly dilated, covered his mouth in disbelief, and let out an excited whining.
Song Xinhang held up the mobile phone in front of her, and the live broadcast room showed that the only real user had been giving gifts wildly, and it was still a carnival.
One, two, three, four..., the other party sent ten carnivals in a row!
Song Xinhang hurriedly pressed Liu He's head, and the two kept bowing to the screen together: "Thank you, big brother, for the carnival!" Thank you Big Brother for the carnival! Big brother Wishing you prosperity! ”
The mysterious big brother never made a comment from beginning to end, and went offline directly after giving the gift.
"He He, we have made a fortune tonight, this is ten carnivals!" Song Xinhang turned off the live broadcast and shook excitedly while holding Liu He, she had never seen so much money.
Liu He didn't know how many ten carnivals there were, but seeing her so excited, she knew that the income in the live broadcast room tonight was very considerable.
After the two sorted out their things and closed the warehouse door, Liu He sent Song Xinhang home and walked on the road alone with an umbrella.
A black Maybach came on the road, stopped next to Liu He, and the window was rolled down, it was Chen Li.
Chen Li got out of the car, helped her open the back seat door, and respectfully: "Madam, please get in the car." ”
Liu He looked at him suspiciously, "How do you know I'm here?" ”
Tonight's stall closing time was much earlier than usual, how could he happen to pick her up right here.
Chen Li's eyes flickered, and he hesitated: "I, I happened to be doing some business nearby, and I ran into you walking alone on the road." "He never dares to mention the president anymore now, so he doesn't have to be stripped of a layer of skin.
"Such a coincidence? Then I'll trouble you" Liu He smiled lightly, put away his umbrella and sat in.
When he arrived at the door of the villa, before Liu He got out of the car, he reminded Chen Li again: "Say it again, don't call me Mrs. in the future." ”
When Chen Li saw Liu He's indifferent and serious expression, he knew that she was serious, and immediately changed his words: "Yes, Miss Liu!" ”
Liu He nodded with satisfaction, looked up at Ling Sicheng's bedroom window on the second floor, it was dark inside, he should have fallen asleep a long time ago.
I don't know why, she still has a trace of delusion in her heart, the light in that window will be on and wait for her to come home, but it won't.
Because in Ling Sicheng's heart, there is only Miao Wenkhan alone.
She laughed at herself, smiled wryly, and walked into the room with her head down.
Bedroom on the second floor.
Ling Sicheng stood in the darkness, stretched out two fingers and shallowly opened the curtain, revealing a gap, and he did not lie down to bed until he saw the assistant send her back into the house.
She's not wet, she's safe and sound, that's good.