The ace patron saint of female presidents

Ye Xiaoxiao was planning to find an example to prove her judgment, but when she glanced at Pan An's phone screen, she immediately found a ready-made one, and she pointed at it delicately: "Look, the gifts and barrage in her live broadcast room, More than ten times more than before!"

Pan An glanced at the presents, and found that the previous free and cheap small gifts had disappeared, and all the big gifts with light and shadow effects appeared, so he couldn't help being interested.

On this live broadcast platform, only gifts worth more than 100 yuan have their own full-screen light and shadow effects.

For the kind that costs less than 100 yuan, unless a certain amount is reached, a full-screen light and shadow effect will appear once.

And at this moment, the entire live broadcast room is full of light and shadow effects of gifts, among which there will be the largest top gift on the live broadcast platform from time to time, worth 99 kinds of coins.

With this discovery, Pan An couldn't help paying attention to the content of those floating subtitles. Although these were always covered by the light and shadow effects of gifts, he still saw these very similar words clearly in the gaps.

"It's going to fire!"

"Nice!"

"Sing it again!"

Most of the subtitles generally contain these three types, and even if Pan An doesn't know how to appreciate it, he can still realize that this song may be really good from so many voices.

"I'm sure Liu Xinnian is going to be popular. I already have a lot of fans, and now I have such a song of my own. It's not that difficult to break the shackles of the live broadcast and anchor. As long as the operation is good, even It is very possible to become a shining star in the stagnant music field today."

Ye Xiaoxiao was not stingy about praising Liu Xinnian's song, because she suddenly realized that if Liu Xinnian could become a singer by virtue of her career as an anchor and live broadcast, then her original plan that was quite feasible would be It has a stronger attraction.

A plan with a success rate of only [-] to [-] percent, once it reaches [-] to [-] percent, is worth trying when the risk is greatly reduced.

At the stall where Pan An and Ye Xiaoxiao were thinking about a song because Liu Xin was thinking about it, the waiter at the front desk of the bar ushered in a group of guests who behaved very strangely.

"Hi sir, what can I do for you?"

Although Cai Xiaoqiang felt a little uncomfortable after entering the bar, he still forced An Nai to panic and asked carelessly, "Where's Manager Pan from the security department of your bar? Please inform me that Boss Sun has sent money over."

Since Sun Quan didn't want to see Pan An, so as not to be provoked by words or expressions, Cai Xiaoqiang and the others were responsible for delivering the money this time.

That is, Jiang Xiaobai didn't know what was going on, but he didn't follow. Otherwise, it would be safer to let Xiaobai do it.

The waiter heard that he was looking for Pan An, so he quickly greeted the security guard not far away: "Brother Zhang, these guests are looking for Manager Pan, saying that Boss Sun sent money over."

With some scrutiny, Zhang Qifa came over to take a look at Cai Xiaoqiang and the others, and then looked at the sack they were carrying in their hands. While guessing wildly, he reported the situation to Tan Penggao through the walkie-talkie.

After a while, Tan Penggao rushed over, talked with Cai Xiaoqiang, and felt that these people should not be causing trouble.

Remembering that the hero brought Sun Dasheng over, Tan Penggao stopped hesitating and led them to Pan An's office while reporting the situation to Pan An.

This news really surprised Pan An.

You must know that the nearly thousand ruffians he deduced before were the work of Sun Dasheng.

If this inference is true, then Sun Dasheng would definitely not send money here right now, but should run away with the money.

To be able to get to the point where Sun Dasheng is like this, even if he is obsessed with ghosts for a while, after recovering, he will definitely realize what he has done to kill himself from the world.

"Is there really someone fishing in troubled waters?"

As soon as this idea came up, Pan An himself denied it to him. You must know that those ruffians are all scum in Sun Dasheng's traditional territory, and no one can make a noise except him.

Such a diametrically opposed paradox confused Pan An for a moment.

He returned to his office, and after a while, Tan Penggao brought Cai Xiaoqiang and the others over.

The moment Pan An saw this guy, he felt a sense of dislocation in his heart, and he couldn't help asking curiously: "I understand that your boss doesn't want to show shame, but why are you here to give money? I remember you guys." The boss also has a little brother with a bad temper, it seems more suitable for this kind of thing, right?"

"I don't know why that guy Xiaobai didn't follow this time." Cai Xiaoqiang explained in a muffled voice, and then asked the little brothers carrying the sacks to put down their things: "Manager Pan, the two thousand and one million are here , click on it!"

"I never order compensation from others, and I wish I had less time to save money, so I have a reason to continue to find fault."

Pan An was perfunctory, but his thoughts were running fast, and finally caught a clue that seemed to be missing, and said to Cai Xiaoqiang, who had a very unsightly expression: "You can contact your boss and ask him if he would like to come over in person. one trip."

Sun Qiang had already anticipated this situation.

Cai Xiaoqiang who received the reminder immediately shook his head: "No need, our boss said that if you have any advice, Mr. Pan, you can tell me directly and let me pass it on."

Seeing this, Pan An couldn't help but shook his head, and didn't bother to meddle in his own business anymore: "Go back to your boss, if you want to solve your problems, eat more ginseng. Don't be afraid of overdoing it, it's justified to survive these few days .I can’t stop ginseng when I’m done, and after taking it for a month, I’m almost healed.”

……

In Yingtianxia Hotel, a tall man in casual clothes wearing a mask, eyes and peaked cap came out of the elevator on the [-]th floor without haste.

He glanced around at the house numbers around him, figured out the layout of the room in an instant, raised his legs and walked to the left, and didn't stop until Room 01 next to the fire exit at the end of the aisle.

Soon, the man took out a mobile phone-sized lock from his pocket, pasted it on the electronic door lock and fiddled with it for a while, and with a click, the door was successfully opened.

This is the hotel room that Pan An rented after returning to China. Even though he has not been back for a while, because of the long-term lease, the right to use the room is still in Pan An's hands. If there is no greeting from the tenant, there will be no cleaning staff coming in to clean.

After entering the door, the tall man who couldn't tell his age turned on all the lights one after another. He scanned the rooms one by one, and found that all the furnishings were neat and tidy. The drinks provided by the hotel were not touched, and even the trash can was empty.