After leaving home, they regretted it.

Time always slips through our fingers inadvertently.

Three days have passed since Qin Xueying's incident was exposed.

However, the popularity on the Internet has never stopped, and it has even intensified under the deliberate promotion of some people with ulterior motives.

The losses of the implicated Qinmo Group are even greater than imagined.

"Xiao Yizi, good news, great news, the Qin family leather factory is going to close down!"

Qin Yi had just walked into the school that morning when he saw Chen Jinghui running towards him excitedly.

"...What the hell?"

Qin Yi looked blankly. Although he didn't know much about business, he knew that the Qin family would not fall so easily.

This public opinion storm will at most make the Qin family spit blood, but the Qin family is not a fool who will sit and wait for death. They will definitely take corresponding measures to make up for the losses.

For example, in the past two days, he has seen negative news about other celebrities trying to overshadow Qin Xueying's incident.

"Well, although it is not so exaggerated, the Qin family is definitely suffering now!"

"My sister said this morning that the stock price of Qinmo Group has plummeted in the past few days, and the market value has evaporated by billions. It will take at least half a year to recover!"

"And I heard that the third child of the Qin family is forced to enter a business marriage. You can imagine what situation the Qin family is in now!"

Chen Jinghui's face was so wonderful when he said this.

"Is that so..."

The corners of Qin Yi's mouth rose.

Such news made him feel happy involuntarily.

Of course, he is more looking forward to the day when the Qin family's industry really goes bankrupt.

"Xiao Yizi, to celebrate this wonderful event, let's go online tonight?" Chen Jinghui said suddenly.

"Are you really against the Internet?" Qin Yi shook his head helplessly.

"Life is short, enjoy it while you can!" Chen Jinghui's reply was so reasonable.

"Forget it, I still have to review well." Qin Yi refused decisively.

Seeing this, Chen Jinghui did not force him.

In fact, he was just talking nonsense.

Don't look at him acting frivolous in school all day long, in fact, he is the kind of person that others say...

On the surface, he seems not to study hard, but in fact, he is doing questions and rolling up his sleeves behind everyone's back.

Otherwise, how could he occupy the first place in the grade for many years?

"Oh, by the way, Xiao Yizi, do you know that your fans have exceeded 500,000?"

Chen Jinghui suddenly mentioned, "And I found that many people in the school have watched your piano video these two days."

"I know, Sister Mingyue called me last night to talk about this." Qin Yi nodded.

"Five hundred thousand fans, it's only been a few days, you can be called a big internet celebrity, have you considered starting a live broadcast to sell goods in the future?"

Chen Jinghui's eyes flashed with expectation, "I heard that those big internet celebrities can make millions or even more in one night by selling goods, you are now a potential millionaire or even billionaire!"

Hearing the word "sell goods", Qin Yi felt a little numb.

Now he occasionally sees his own videos, and he feels a little ashamed, not to mention live broadcasting in front of the camera.

Anyway, he has no consideration in this regard for the time being.

And he recently made a small discovery...

Every time Sister Mingyue came to help him shoot a video, Sister Rumeng looked a little unhappy.

It seems that she doesn't really want him to be an internet celebrity.

"Xiao Yizi, what are you daydreaming about?"

Chen Jinghui didn't get a response for a long time, so he couldn't help but touch him with his elbow.

"No..."

Qin Yi shook his head gently.

"You don't want to do live streaming to sell goods?"

Chen Jinghui seemed to see his thoughts.

"Almost."

Qin Yi answered softly, and he had a more ambitious plan in his mind recently.

"In fact, live streaming doesn't have to sell goods, playing games is also good."

Chen Jinghui suggested, "I have seen many game anchors who don't show their faces, and they actually make a lot of money."

"Play games?"

Qin Yi looked at the sky and fell into deep thought. He actually had this idea.

Although he didn't plan to go a long way as an internet celebrity, he would eventually make his first pot of gold.

Otherwise, how could he achieve more ambitious goals in the future without funds?

...

...

At the same time.

Old Street.

The white Audi drove slowly here.

"Boss, do you really not need us to accompany you?"

Gong Yuying looked at Zhao Guangyong who got off the car alone and couldn't help asking

.

"No, you guys go back first."

Zhao Guangyong waved his hand, then dragged his heavy steps into the old street.

He turned his back to the car, and although he spoke calmly, no one could see that his face was full of anxiety at the moment, which was completely different from his usual confident appearance in the mall.

"Why are you here?"

Suddenly, when passing a clinic, a familiar voice came into his ears.

He stopped his steps stiffly, turned around, and forced a smile on his face: "Xinrui, long time no see, how have you been recently?"

Kong Xinrui did not answer the question.

She looked at Zhao Guangyong's face and frowned: "Does Rumeng know you are here?"

"She... should know."

Zhao Guangyong answered very guilty, and then lowered his head gently like a child who had made a mistake, "Today is a special day."

Hearing this, Kong Xinrui seemed to remember something and frowned even deeper.

Although she was dissatisfied with this, she couldn't say much.

"Rumeng is in the store, go there by yourself."

"Okay."

Without further communication, Kong Xinrui immediately returned to the clinic.

Seeing this, Zhao Guangyong smiled bitterly and continued to drag his heavy steps forward.

Soon, he arrived at the door of the cake shop.

Through the translucent door curtain, he immediately saw a fat calico cat lying on a chair in the corner and yawning.

The calico cat seemed to have noticed his gaze, and its ears immediately pulled back into airplane ears, and its amber vertical pupils seemed to reveal human disgust.

Seeing this, Zhao Guangyong hesitated whether to go in.

Every time he saw this cat, his arm ached a little.

Because one year, this cat scratched him hard a few times.

And he also heard that it was the first time this cat scratched someone after being adopted.

"..."

Take a deep breath, Zhao Guangyong finally lifted the door curtain and walked in.

Baozi squatting on the chair did not move, but stared at him intently, as if he would pounce on him and give him a claw if he made the slightest mistake.

At this time, Gu Rumeng, who was busy in the kitchen, came out.

The two people's eyes met, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Rumeng..."