The rich second generation who delivers food

Chapter 9 Advance to the Contest
"Master, let's leave if there is nothing wrong here!" The big man said such a nonsensical remark to Qin Hao and the others, and then glanced at the red hair squatting on the ground crying loudly, and turned around with a few The bodyguard who came over got into the big jeep next to him.

Toyota gave a domineering roar and disappeared at the end of the road in an instant.

All these sudden events completely confused Qin Hao, Feng Bin and the other college students.

"Boss, you are awesome!" Er Fatty, who seemed to understand after a long time, let out a cheer!
Immediately afterwards, everyone seemed to have suddenly realized that they looked at Feng Bin, who was also confused, with adoring eyes, and even Jiang Min, who had been nervously staring at the situation ahead in the taxi behind, rushed out and rushed into Feng Bin. Weeping in my arms.

Such a young, wealthy, chivalrous and righteous rich second generation who can beat these street gangsters to the ground without his own hands, how can he not let the girl's heart flutter and throw herself into her arms!
Of course, this time Feng Bin quickly accepted the feeling of being treated as a hero by everyone. Although he knew it was bad to do so, this feeling was really good. Feng Bin felt that he was already addicted to this feeling.

In fact, he didn't understand what was going on. He knew very well that it was impossible for the small construction company opened by his father to hire such professional bodyguards. The monthly wages for the workers have not yet been paid, so how could it be possible to hire some bodyguards?

So who sent these people?Who is the young master they are talking about?
But when he saw the adoring eyes of those boys and the amorous eyes of girls, he didn't bother to think about it so much.

And Qin Hao, who was cheered by everyone, kept smiling all the time.

He knew very well that these bodyguards must have been sent by that Lang Zifeng.

But Qin Hao's mood at this moment is very complicated, even deeply worried.

This Lang Zifeng can send someone to solve it immediately when he is in trouble.That shows that his every move is completely under the control of others.

Qin Hao looked around, but he didn't seem to see any suspicious person watching him.

This is troublesome, I thought they finally realized that they made a mistake, even if they spend a little money, they won't do anything to themselves?
But when I think of those big guys who are as tall as mountains just now, they beat that arrogant street gangster to the ground begging for mercy with two slaps. If my identity as a fake rich second generation is exposed, what will happen to me? ?

Thinking of this, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

"Let's go, let's go back to the dormitory. Rumeng's PK promotion competition is about to begin!" Er Pang greeted Qin Hao, who was still thinking about how to deal with it.

Several boys took a taxi again, left the red hair who was still crying on the ground, and left with the taxi that was pulling Jiang Min and the others.

Of course they didn't know that in a Cherokee about one kilometer behind them, Lang Zifeng gently put down the high-power binoculars in his hand from the lowered car window, and leaned lazily on the back of the leather car.

"Let's go! There shouldn't be any problems tonight." After a while, he said to the driver in the driver's seat.

Ten minutes later, Qin Hao and his group finally returned to the male dormitory of Yundong University.

As soon as they entered the dormitory, Erpang and Zhao Yuanxiao couldn't wait to turn on their laptops, log in to their Maoya account and enter Rumeng's live broadcast room.

Qin Hao and Feng Bin are not Rumeng's fans, but since she is the idol of the two bedmates, it is her duty to help them cheer up, so they also log into Rumeng's room with their mobile phones.

This Maoya carnival event is actually to promote whoever can burn more money than the fans among the various anchors, so it is also called the Leek Cutting Carnival by everyone.

But although everyone understands that this is purely for the platform to spend money to fool everyone, but it's a man's breath, and a Buddha's incense!Who wouldn't want their idol to be able to overcome obstacles and finally make his debut on the red carpet!

So knowing that this is a pitfall, a large number of fans still spend a lot of money to recharge for the anchors they support in the annual carnival promotion competition.

No, Erpang and Zhao Yuanxiao have been eating instant noodles for a month in order to support Rumeng's promotion this time, and they plan to give all the living expenses they save to Rumeng!

Qin Hao had never been very interested in this kind of activity. Although he had long known that there was a school beauty named Rumeng with a childlike face and big breasts, it was just that he was so focused on Zhang Lulu that he had no time to care about other girls.

This time I was completely heartbroken by Zhang Lulu, and there were too many things that happened recently, so I just took this kind of thing to watch the excitement to relieve my mood, so I also opened it with my old rice phone. Huya platform.

The promotion competition officially started at 1 o'clock in the evening. This time, in order to increase the mysterious charm of the promotion competition, the contestants in each group did not know which anchor they were going to PK with at the same time until [-] minute before the start of the competition.

At this time, it was only 5 minutes before the start of the game at nine o'clock. The girl named Rumeng was already dressed up and sitting in front of the camera, cheering her fans on.

She was already very beautiful, and she specially wore a pink suspender nightdress today, as if to show off her proud figure, she stretched lazily from time to time, the two towering giant balls on the front, look De Erpang and Zhao Yuanxiao's eyeballs almost fell off!
"Hehe, this little girl really dares to wear it!" Qin Hao couldn't help being amused.

"Mengmeng! Come on! We will definitely support you!" A fat man with an ID called Kindness kept swiping out a light stick and shouted the slogan "Come on."

You don't need to look to know that this is Er Fatty's fat house.

"Mengmeng, you are the pride of our Yundong University, we will support you to advance no matter what!" Another account with an ID called Yuanrunshitou kept getting free gifts.

Qin Hao also knew this account, so it should belong to Zhao Yuanxiao.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! The tenth-level and eighth-level trumpets are messing around on the screen, what's the use of you in the promotion competition later?" A 20-plus-level tuba with the title of room management is obviously very helpful to Er Fatty and Zhao Yuan. Xiao is very dissatisfied with the behavior of constantly swiping the screen and shouting slogans.

"Trumpet, what's wrong with trumpet? Can't trumpet cheer Mengmeng?" Er Fatty was obviously not convinced.

"Cut! The trumpet just sits down on one side honestly, and see how we big girls can help Mengmeng go up! If you don't have money, you still have a sense of presence!" The other big room manager also started to hate Erpang.

"No money, what's the matter if you don't have money? If you have money, you are fans. If we don't have money, can't we be Mengmeng's fans? If we don't have money, can we not cheer for Mengmeng?" Zhao Yuanxiao was obviously also caught by the big words Exasperated.

"Ha, I laughed so hard. If you don't have money, you can just buy some free cat food light sticks. What's the use of this kind of gift? Can Mengmeng be promoted by relying on these?"

"Yeah, if you can advance with your mouth, then the national football team will already be the world champion!"

The two room management tubas sang together, attracting Mengmeng's fans in the room to follow suit and make fun of Erpang and Zhao Yuanxiao.

"They, they are too bullying! Rumeng doesn't say a word, let me take care of it!" Zhao Yuanxiao threw down the computer headset angrily.

"What the hell! Rumeng is now focusing all her energy on those officials who can recharge her with real money and give gifts to help her advance. Even if a trumpet like yours is killed by others, Rumeng won't like it Just a glance." Feng Bin, who was watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone, said with a sneer.

Sure enough, Rumeng smiled like a flower in the live broadcast room, and she kept saying hello to the tuba who entered the room.

"Brother Long, good evening!"

"Qizai, I will work hard!"

"Well, that's right! A rocket can be used to control the crowd, and a super rocket can be added to private WeChat, dear!"

However, when the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was very lively, the window screen of Rumeng's live broadcast suddenly shrank, and the live broadcast signal from another room also squeezed in.

That's right, the promotion PK is about to start.

"It's actually her!"

"Magic little demon!"

Er Fatty and Zhao Yuanxiao cried out almost at the same time!

(End of this chapter)