The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 165 Thief
"Why do I feel a little bit at a loss?"

Looking at yesterday's twelve hourly overlords, Zheng Fan felt a little uncomfortable.

Except for him, Mo Luoli and Ai Li, whose star values ​​are around 25, the highest star values ​​of the remaining nine anchors are only [-].

In today's talent zone, two hourly overlords have appeared, both with a star value of around [-].

"These are not big things. After all, the three of you are the faces of the talent zone. It doesn't matter if you spend a little more money. Just treat it as an offering to the strange fish."

Xuan Xuan who was next to Zheng Fan said.

Yesterday afternoon, Zheng Fan and the others took Xuanxuan to the largest car sales place in the north of Qingdao City. After discussion and observation, they finally bought a Mercedes-Benz Vito.

It costs a little more than 40 yuan, it doesn't look ostentatious, and the comfort is guaranteed, and the space of the seven-seater car is very spacious.

Because Lu Ling already owns a Cadillac, Xuan Xuan uses this car as a scooter to travel between Zheng Fan's house and the rental house.

After buying this car, when Zheng Fan and Su Linlin went to bed last night, they sighed: "When I saw the luxury cars on the road, I could only silently think about when I would be able to buy a big Benz. I didn't expect It was so easy to do.”

Because the 200 million yuan originally planned to buy a store was not used, Zheng Fan now has a lot of spare money in his hands. He can buy a car worth 40 yuan, not to mention sprinkling water, but he can still keep his face intact.

Zheng Fan and Su Linlin had a great battle with hope for a better future, and then fell asleep in an embrace.

"By the way, Brother Fan, pay attention to your body at night, look at your dark circles."

Listening to Xuan Xuan's words, Zheng Fan picked up his cell phone and took a photo: "Is it there? No? I am more restrained."

Xuan Xuan laughed twice, with "I don't believe it." written all over his face.

"By the way, I contacted the mineral water company yesterday, and they said they would send the contract over tomorrow. You will sign electronically then. The specific shooting time should be in the middle of this month."

Xuan Xuan and Zheng Fan quarreled for a while, then took out the phone and opened the memo.

Zheng Fan nodded and motioned for Xuan Xuan to continue.

Don't think that Xuan Xuan's job is very simple, renting a house for him, and providing him with a car. After all, the role of agent and assistant is actually not easy.

Xuanxuan will help him think of things that Zheng Fan can't think of, Xuan Xuan will help him perfect what Zheng Fan thinks of, and the most important point is that Xuanxuan should do it if there is any scapegoat, or if Zheng Fan is inconvenient to come forward.

This is the value of an annual salary of 20 a year.

"I turned down the other two copies for you. Yesterday, sister Wang of Weiyu called me. Is it the number you gave her?"

Zheng Fan nodded. In the future, whether for this kind of endorsement or any other activity, he would first find Xuan Xuan, go through Xuan Xuan's evaluation, and then tell himself the result.

"I still have a few invitations to perform on my side, take a look."

Taking out the tablet from the bag, Xuan Xuan found a few pictures and handed them to Zheng Fan.

After taking over the computer, I was a little dazed when I saw the first picture, red romantic bar?

Seeing Zheng Fan's expression, Xuan Xuan explained: "Red Romance is a chain bar with a big business. This time, the condition is 50 for three songs."

"Go to their bar and sing to the guests?"

Seeing Xuan Xuan nodding, Zheng Fan asked, "Do you think I will go?"

Xuan Xuan: "I don't think you will go, it's too out of class."

Hearing Xuanxuan's words, Zheng Fan said: "In the future, just push this kind of resident singer in the bar, don't show it to me."

Xuan Xuan nodded and wrote it down.

Zheng Fan continued to look down, his brows furrowing more and more tightly. What kind of performances were these?

Whether it's a bathing center or a movie theater opening, or a real estate sale, Zheng Fan is invited to sing.

Putting this kind of thing on other anchors, maybe they will be very happy, but Zheng Fan is different.

It's not that Zheng Fan is arrogant and looks down on these places, but the circle he wants to enter doesn't allow him to go to these places.

"In the future, just reject this kind of thing directly. Be more polite when you refuse, and find a better reason."

Returning the tablet to Xuan Xuan, Zheng Fan frowned and said.

Xuan Xuan nodded and said, "I know, there is no righteousness in buying and selling."

After putting away the tablet, Xuan Xuan glanced at his watch, stood up and said, "Okay, it's almost time, you should prepare for the live broadcast, I'll go to the living room."

Zheng Fan nodded and watched Xuan Xuan walk out, then got up and washed his face at the faucet in the live broadcast room.

Turning on the computer and logging on to the strange fish platform, Zheng Fan found that even if the screen in the live broadcast room was black, there would still be tens of thousands of people chatting in it.

Looking at the chat records flipping over from time to time on the screen, Zheng Fan felt a little relieved.

I still remember clearly what it was like when I first started broadcasting a few months ago.

At that time, there was no attention, and I gave myself a gift of 1000 yuan to attract the first audience.

Shaking his head, Zheng Fan clicked to start the live broadcast.

"Hello, good afternoon, friends."

It was still a familiar opening line, and now Zheng Fan has already adapted to the live broadcast in front of the camera.

"Hey, Brother Fan is here."

"Brother Fan, what happened to that gossip little Liu yesterday?"

"I didn't watch the live broadcast yesterday. I heard that someone wanted to mess with you?"

"What are you talking about. Isn't this a singing anchor?"

Looking at the barrage on the screen, Zheng Fan said with a smile: "Thank you, thank you for your concern, that gossip little Liu was arrested by the local police yesterday."

Hearing Zheng Fan's words, the audience in the live broadcast room sent out bullet screens one after another.

"What's the result? Is he enough to spread obscenity?"

"This bastard is too poisonous, and he is completely holding the mentality of life and death."

"Brother Fan, what happened after he was arrested?"

Looking at the barrage, they basically asked gossip little Liu, Zheng Fan simply opened his mouth and told the audience the details, but when he mentioned this, Zheng Fan felt like laughing.

I saw him say to the audience: "Since you want to know, then I will tell you."

"After the local police went to the gossip Xiao Liu's home, he deleted all the pornographic videos on his computer. The police did not find any evidence on his computer, and he did not admit that the pornographic videos were played at that time."

"So the police could only educate him and let him go."

Speaking of this, the audience in the live broadcast room has exploded.

"I lost it, that's the result? Don't you sentence him to three years or five years?"

"I can testify that the video he played was definitely unhealthy. Unfortunately, it only lasted two seconds. If it had been a few more seconds, I could tell you who starred in it and what number it was."

"Big brother, big brother smokes!"

"Isn't this too hasty? Let him go like this?"

"What do you know? The police need evidence to handle a case, and you don't even know that there is no hard evidence?"

Seeing that the barrage in the live broadcast room was about to divide into two factions and start arguing, Zheng Fan said quickly: "Listen to me, this is not the crux of the matter."

Having said that, Zheng Fan already had a smile on his face: "The point is, when he was taken away by the police, a thief saw him, and the thief went to his house to steal things."

(End of this chapter)