After Feng Yin blew up his housing and monthly salary, the comments in the live broadcast room were polarized.

Black fans said that Feng Yin had no discipline, and even said that the person who hired Feng Yin had a sick brain and had nowhere to spend his money, so why not do charity.

The remaining more than half of the fans are completely envious, and the envious fans even occupy a large proportion.

"After reading everyone's comments, I decided to give you a science popularization, in your imagination of the phenomenon of rich people spending money indiscriminately, in fact, it is like you buying a popsicle for a dollar, which is really nothing."

"As for charity, believe me, even if it's just a face, people do a lot."

"As for the festival......when will you see me have that thing! It's weird, and the scales are all deformed. ”

Feng Yinkou chatted with netizens poorly, and chatted until the courier sent all Ala's things upstairs.

When she looked at the delivery box in a daze, the doorbell rang again.

The housekeeper downstairs arrived with four very professional cleaning staff, who came to dismantle the express, and Feng Yin only needed to move his mouth.

"After I was in debt, I thought that I would live a very hard life, I thought that it would be difficult, I thought a lot, but I never thought that I would rely on a dog to eat and drink without worry, and the housing would be worry-free."

"Allah ——-"

A kind call made the huge Allah's eyes wary, but he still walked towards Feng Yin, letting Feng Yin rub it.

"Oh, you still look like you're shy?"

[I don't think so, I think Allah really dislikes you.] 】

[I saw solid disgust in Allah's eyes. 】

"It's okay, I'm happy if I dislike me!"

The wind said goodbye to netizens, today I will work and take a day off, and tomorrow I will choose one of the professions given by netizens.

"Go back and give me a thumbs up, and see what you want me to do most!"

"Goodbye"

Feng Yin turned off his phone and took another phone that had been buzzing, and a small group of four people sent a lot of messages.

"Allah, do you want to enter our work group, you are a bodyguard."

Feng Yin, who was joking, watched Ala bring an unopened mobile phone case.

"Do you still know cell phones?"

Feng Yin opened the phone under Ala's gaze and added Cheng Yanqiu's phone, the communicator software.

"You have to have a card for this, I'll get one for you later."

Alla held a unique mobile phone case, lying on the side, looking at the picture of Cheng Yanqiu on the mobile phone screen, and smirked.

It must like its owner very much.

Feng Yin gathered his mind and replied to the messages in the group.

The message is true, it has been checked in, and the owner of the dog is kept secret.

After replying, Feng Yin sent another message, asking if anyone helped her move.

Assistant Lin Yu: Boss Feng, I have hired a professional moving team for you, I please.

Driver Zhang Boer: Boss Feng, I have a rent-free order, can I gather thousands of troops, do you need it?

Li Sanyi: I want to raise a dog, with an envious expression in the back.

Feng Yin replied separately: If the money is spent, don't move if you don't spend it, Li Sanyi, you have this heart! Allah is mine!

Feng Yin, who put away his mobile phone, took Allah back to the small apartment, and the professional moving company came very quickly.

In the end, the kitchen supplies are the most, that is, what Lin Yu bought.

As for Feng Yin's own things, they came and went, and there were only two boxes, which was very pitiful.

The moving company quickly moved things from the small house to the big house, and Li Sanyi and the three of them also followed in to take a tour.

After a circle, the three people had different perceptions.

(End of chapter)