NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 22 Anyone who humiliates others will be humiliated by everyone.
[Just arrived, what happened? Off the air after receiving such a big gift? 】
[This gimmick is good, it successfully attracted my attention, please pay more attention]
After finishing the broadcast, Yan Qing didn't even have time to watch the backstage income. She couldn't eat after 10:30.
She opened the bag that Xu Yuan and she went to the supermarket to buy today. There were several flavors of instant noodles in it.
What noodles should I eat first? After thinking about it, as if making a major decision, my eyes looked at the braised beef noodles, but my hand grabbed the fried pepper beef noodles.
After soaking the instant noodles, Yan Qing opened her scarf and took a cursory look at the 999+ information in the background.
Hmm...some people called her hype, which is disgusting.
It was also said that she used her looks to seduce wealthy people...
Some people say that she is just lucky enough to encounter these things, so she can do whatever she wants.
There are even more people who have no reason and are purely looking for pleasure on the Internet to vent their shady malice.
His slender white fingers slowly slid across the screen, one hand supported his chin, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he laughed carelessly.
"Oh, anyone who insults others will be insulted by others, and those who offend others will be punished by God."
The man who first said that Yan Qing should twist his butt is still lying in the hospital because it was just when he said that sentence.
When I went to the bathroom, my foot slipped and my mouth hit the toilet. I knocked out three front teeth and received eight stitches. I have been in the hospital taking nutritional injections for three days.
Arrive in three minutes!
He opened the lid of the instant noodles and looked at the time again.
22:15
While stirring the instant noodles, he opened the background data to check today's income.
A ship is 131.4 yuan. Huang Yiming gave away 1314, which is .
The plane sent by Ningcheng is 99.9 yuan, and 999 is yuan.
Treasure Map anchors do not receive money, it is purely based on popularity. Huang Yiming also understands the importance of popularity to anchors.
Treasure maps costing 520 yuan each, were given away! ! After all, he is a businessman.
Yan Qing's heart bleeds just thinking about it.
Including scattered gifts, the total number of gifts received was 350,000.
Excluding the platform's share, she only received 200,000...
It should be enough for the teacher to renovate the room. Yan Qing cashed out 150,000 yuan to his card.
Send a message to Zhuge Qingxuan.
"Kali will receive 150,000 yuan tomorrow. We will repair the residences of the junior sisters first, and we will talk about the rest later."
If it hadn't been for poverty, all the fine wood passed down from our ancestors would have been dismantled and sold, and the roof wouldn't have collapsed every time it rained.
"I would rather ask me for your WeChat message if you have no choice but to say that your scarf didn't reply to the message."
Yan Qing, who was feeling distressed about the commission, saw a message popping up on WeChat.
"I know, I'll go and reply."
Open the private message reply from Ning Ke in the background of the scarf.
"I'll eat and talk if I have anything to say."
Ning Ke, who was staring at the phone waiting for a reply, jumped up when he saw the reply.
"Master, can I accept you as my teacher?"
Yan Qing raised his eyebrows, it turned out that this was what his grandfather was whispering about.
"No."
Yan Qing decisively refused, although it was also part of her plan to expand the family.
However, Ning Ke has passed the best age for enlightenment.
Ning Ke's rejection seemed to be expected.
Grandpa said, the master has the demeanor of a master, how could he accept him the first time?
After eating the instant noodles, Yan Qing sat down on the sofa with satisfaction. How could he have eaten such delicious food in his teacher's school before?
After eating this junk food, Yan Qing still meditated to expel the turbid air from his body. Although snacks are good, don’t be greedy for too much.
While Yan Qing was sleeping, Huang Yiming's family of four rushed to Meng Meng's home at night. After searching for him for so many years, they never expected that the child was in Sujiang City.
In the hot search rankings for scarves, the daughter of Sujiang’s richest man quietly topped the list of hot searches.
"Tick tock."
"Tick tock."
Yan Qing was asleep when she was woken up by the rapid WeChat notification tone on her cell phone.
"Disciple, what have you been doing? You have only been down the mountain for a few days. We can't do anything harmful to nature."
"Our master hoe the strong and support the weak, slay demons and demons, and sacrifice ourselves for others."
"If you really can't make any money, just come back and we can live on eating vegetables!"
"You can still sleep in a house that has been patched with straw!"
"Don't let your imagination run wild! Your ancestor is watching over you!"
Yan Qing read Zhuge Qingxuan's information with his head full of black threads.
"Master, don't worry about the money I earn from telling people's fortunes."
"Remember to repair the junior sisters' houses first, and then build them again. Many of the wood are rotten."
"If it's not enough, I'll save some more. This time I'll meet a big enemy...a rich man. It's an accident."
"Also, you are not allowed to secretly drink the wine I brew. If you drink too much, Grandmaster will cut you."
Yan Qing gave instructions one after another. Zhuge Qingxuan was over seventy years old, but he was still as indifferent as an old naughty boy.
The wine she brewed not only had great stamina, but also contained enough spiritual energy. He couldn't digest it if he drank too much.
Zhuge Qingxuan, who was burping while holding a wine jar, replied with a blushing face.
"Don't worry, your master and I don't know yet. If you're not here, I will help you keep a good watch on your wine, and I will never let those boys drink it secretly."
"Hiccup~"
Even though he was separated by his cell phone, Zhuge Qingxuan quickly covered his mouth, for fear that what was said over there would be overheard.
"Okay, if anything happens in the master's sect, you can ask the second junior brother to do it. Don't do everything yourself. I'm going to bed."
Reluctantly, I put down my phone and turned on mute after thinking about it.
Yan Qing had a good night's sleep, but the melon-eating people wearing scarves couldn't sleep at all.
[Who is this Yan Qing? It has been her hot search these days. 】
[Look at the official blog of Guohai Group. The little daughter who has been missing for eleven years has been found! 】
[I thought it was hype before, but now! No one would make a fuss about their daughter who has been missing for eleven years, right? 】
[Who knows, if the daughter is already dead, she can be brought out to make a fuss. Aren't wealthy families so cold-blooded? 】
There were a lot of replies under this comment, and the last one was the document that Guohai official blog had reported to the police for acceptance.
[Hahaha, you deserve to be called nonsense. 】
[We should punish these keyboard warriors, who just fart nonsense because no one knows them on the Internet. 】
【Well done! 】
Employees of the Guohai Operations Department spent the whole night catching words that were damaging to the image of Guohai Group.
By daybreak, 3,400 lawyer letters had been accumulated.
[Awesome, I hope idol companies can learn from this, and those who spread rumors should take responsibility. 】
"Who is looking up, above the moon..."
At eight o'clock in the morning, Yan Qing's cell phone rang.
Yan Qing, who has completed three weeks of mental reincarnation, now has a mysterious and clear light on his face.
"Hey?"
A cold voice answered the phone, and the scarf operations manager on the other end of the phone felt like he had been poured cold water on him.
"Hello, Miss Yan, it's like this. We would like to communicate with you about the contract signing."
Yan Qing frowned in displeasure.