Live broadcast to point out archaeology, choose the Qilin bloodline at the beginning

Chapter 11 Special treatment, method of notification

"Stop arguing with me, it's all for the national archaeological cause, it's unnecessary!"

"How can this work? You are eating and sleeping outside, and you are asked to take money. This is unreasonable in public and private. We old guys are easy to sit in the office. This is what we should get. Besides you, your little one Tao..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Speaking of the minefield, everyone was silent for a moment.

Xu Tao is a good seedling. He has been exposed to archaeology since he was a child, and he has lived up to expectations when he grows up.

Originally, he could become an archaeologist like his father, but there were unexpected events, who would have thought that such a fresh life would disappear like this.

"Okay, let's stop here for today's video conference. You are also tired, everyone go to bed earlier, let's leave it at that for the 2 yuan."

After speaking, Professor Xu took the lead in hanging up and turning off the computer.

He is the only one in the office, and he is most likely to think of his son when no one is around.

His wife left early, and he and his son were left to depend on each other. Who would have thought that in the end it would be the white-haired man who gave the black-haired man away.

Thinking of Xu Tao's tragic death and his abandoned body in the wild, Professor Xu couldn't stop crying.

He covered his eyes with his hands, arched his body slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and wept silently.

"Professor Xu, how is the work going now?"

Xinxin, as the host, naturally pays close attention to the archaeological work and various news about the Great God.

When she saw the great master appearing in the live broadcast room again, she immediately came to see Professor Xu.

As a result, I didn't expect to see this scene when I opened the door.

"Ah, it's Xinxin, what's the matter?"

Stretching out his sleeves, wiping away his tears, he asked with a forced composure.

Xinxin stretched a few sheets of paper from the table and walked over.

"Professor Xu, don't hold back your discomfort, just cry." He passed the toilet paper over.

"Thank you, I let you, a junior, worry about me at such an advanced age."

"Professor Xu, what are you talking about? Xu Tao sacrificed for the country, and you have worked hard for the cause of archaeology all your life. It is my honor to do something for you."

Looking at the younger generation in front of him, Professor Xu's heart brightened a lot.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. You came to me because of the black donkey's hoof?"

"Yes, you already know?"

"My assistant told me just now, and I have asked him to send a message to the Great God. I don't know if he replied?"

Xinxin paused, "I think he's outside, or else I'll ask you."

"Alright, I'm just sitting here, and my heart is not at ease."

After going out, the little assistant was holding the phone and waiting for news.

"Have you returned?"

"Professor Xu, why did you come out?" The little assistant stood up quickly.

"sit down."

"Haven't replied to me yet, maybe the Great God is busy and didn't see it, let's wait."

"Did you pay the 2 yuan?"

"It has been sent out through the platform."

"That's good, by the way, Xinxin, when your platform withdraws cash, do you have to deduct commissions?"

"Yes, if it exceeds 1 yuan, 15.00% will be deducted."

After listening to Professor Xu, he was thoughtful, "Can I contact the platform? I want to waive the commission of the great god and have it credited in real time."

"Well...we are not familiar with the people on the platform, I'm afraid it will take a while." The little assistant looked a little embarrassed.

"I can do this. The person in charge of the platform and I are classmates. Let me tell her that it will be fine." Xinxin volunteered.

Professor Xu looked delighted, "Great, I will trouble you with this matter. If it is possible, I hope it can be done sooner, and it is best to use it today."

"No problem, you are welcome, this is what I should do."

After finishing speaking, Xinxin walked aside with her mobile phone, apparently on the phone.

Three minutes later, Xinxin came back with a happy face.

You can tell by looking at this, it's done.

"Professor Xu, I have already told my classmates. After 10 minutes, the account of the Great God will become a special care of the platform, and you can withdraw cash immediately."

"Great, you helped us a lot this time."

……

Su Hao is still sleepy, he doesn't know that the whole country is busy with him.

It was nearly dusk when I woke up, and I looked at my phone and found that I had slept for six hours.

Habitually click into Weibo to see if there are any big melons to eat.

As a result, I suddenly found that my live broadcast account had an extra 2 yuan, so I quickly clicked in.

At first glance, it was actually sent by Professor Xu's live account.

"I didn't expect Professor Xu to be quite sincere."

Click into "My Account", in addition to Professor Xu's 2 yuan, there are other netizens who gave him rewards.

All together, there are more than 9.

"How about withdrawing cash? Let's withdraw [-] first."

Looking at my empty wallet, it seems that I have to withdraw cash if I want to survive this month.

One operation, after binding the bank card, he immediately clicked the cash withdrawal.

To his surprise, there was no review time, but the account was received immediately.

[Alipay received 8 million yuan. 】

"Eighty thousand? Don't you want to deduct 15.00%?"

A Jiling sat up, "Could it be that the platform changed the rules?"

"No, the original rules are still on the platform. Could it be that the platform treats me specially?"

Thinking of this, he himself shook his head, "I'm not a big shot, why should the platform change the rules for me?"

Without thinking about it, I simply regarded myself as lucky, and caught up with the bug on the platform.

After returning to the page, I found that an account sent 99+ content to myself.

Clicking in, it turned out to be Professor Xu's assistant.

I'm here to ask myself how the black donkey's hoof is made?

"Hey, I really didn't expect that the current national history and archaeological technology are so backward."

"It's not enough to blame me, I should have made it clear long ago."

Click into the dialog box, fingers fly, edit a piece of content, and send it out.

[Prepare a pair of black donkey hooves over ten years old and 50 catties of glutinous rice, use peach wood as firewood, and smoke for 48 hours. 】

"Wow, the Great God replied to me!"

The little assistant jumped up excitedly, and quickly raised the phone in front of the professor.

"Look at this."

After browsing, Professor Xu finally smiled in the past few days.

"Hurry up and prepare, prepare more, it is best for everyone to have."

"I'll get ready right now, Professor Xu, don't worry."

"Professor Xu, now that the work has made new progress, do we need to broadcast it live and explain it to the majority of netizens?"

"Of course, not only that, I also want to express my gratitude to the Great God again in front of the netizens."

Xinxin smiled slightly and began to prepare the live broadcast equipment.

(End of this chapter)