God of Life

He Meng picked up the mobile phone at random, just glanced at it, and was snatched away by his sister's evil dog.

"Don't look at people chatting!"

The face of the little fairy rose red, her skin tone was porcelain white, and the baby fat on her cheeks hadn't faded, so she wanted to take a bite.

He Mengzhu narrowly grinned: "Yo, look at you nervous... Oath Knight? Is it your remark or the real name of the second grader? Ha ha?"

Halfway into a smile, He Meng suddenly stuck, breathing a sigh of relief into his throat.

There is not much chat content on the screen. When He Meng glanced at the other party’s online name, he saw the next sentence next to it, which was sent by the other party—

"My crush in high school was your sister."

Why does it seem to have an inexplicable sense of both eyes? !

Is it...

He Xiaolu was angry, and at the same time he was guilty.

"Why are you so annoying! Can you respect my privacy?"

He Meng suppressed the strange thing in his heart, and tentatively asked: "Your classmate? Is that the handsome boy of Yuan family?"

He Xiaolu didn't dare to go up in trouble, and the city of Gujiao was small. Everyone raised their heads and couldn't see their heads down. One day, they wouldn't show their stuff anymore.

"You are so wide! Hum! Ignore you!"

Turning his head, he walked toward the bedroom.

He Meng watched her sister disappear around the corner, immediately turned over the phone chat record, and when she saw Wang Yan's head, her eyes suddenly narrowed.

Sure enough, it's the Erha who squeezed his eyebrows.

In an instant, the air seemed to be 30,000 times heavier, and it made the young lady breathless.

I really...

He Meng suddenly wanted to burst.

Lips fluttered for a long time, did not burst out, but noticed another thing-

Wang Yan finally admitted to crushing on me? !

Although everyone said so, the boys in Zhang Yin and Wang Yonglei were not reliable. They were usually crazy, and they like to joke around regardless of the occasion. It does not sound convincing.

Now Wang Yan personally admits that of course the intensity is different.

He Mengqi for a while, suddenly a little ecstatic.

Being liked by Wang Yan in the past is not a major event worth mentioning, but now Wang Yan has a very different value. One sentence of acknowledgment can greatly satisfy He Meng's vanity.

After a short while of beauty, He Meng began to worry again.

Fawn, what are you doing? !

The girl's heart is full of tenderness.

The elder lady who looks cold and arrogant is also inevitable.

So, in a sudden moment, a dream flashed in He Meng's mind--

Perhaps, I should contact Wang Yan again, inquire about Xiaolu's thoughts on him, and his own attitude...

After thinking about it for a moment, she felt feasible, and she immediately sent a message to Wang Yan.

"Wang Yan, on the third day of junior year, the son of the head family of Xiqu Wang will hold a party. I have extra places here. Would you like to go around together?

When the young man saw the information, he laughed dumbly—why was that party again?

After thinking for a while, I replied 7 words: "My object won't let me go."

Liu Li didn't stop it, but her performance was very clear that day. She didn't want Wang Yan and Duanmu Qinwu to come in contact again.

Well, maybe there is such a small relationship with Duanmu Chuge?

I knew I shouldn't make fun of Sister Duanmu...

Hey, my **** placeless charm!

Wang Da Shaomei refused, and He Meng was autistic.

Your object...

Can you not show me your object? !

No more than two days after graduating from high school.

Of course, whispering to whispering, she did not really treat Wang Yan as a scumbag, but admired it.

Whether it is with himself or with the deer, Wang Yan is frank, polite and alienated.

This is a plus.

The most annoying thing about He Meng is to see who is beautiful and immediately linger on it, and the greasy boys who cheat and cheat are just like Teddy.

Well, Wang Yan is a good man...

In this way, the deer should be safe...

Slightly relaxed in his heart, He Meng began to wonder about another thing--

In a short period of time, what kind of person was she who took away Wang Yan's "Fang Xin"?

Really want to meet in person...

So, even a scum-detailed male **** Wang can't really understand a woman-what the **** are you trying to do?

baffling!

...

In the afternoon, the aunt's family, the aunt and the big brother all came to Wang Yan's house.

This is another big change.

This year is the first time that relatives on both sides have gathered together for the New Year.

In the Spring Festival of previous years, the economy was not affluent, and it was too laborious for the people to injure money.

Secondly, Wang Dayuan’s prestige is not enough to play a central role.

It is different now, the whole family is turning around Wang Dayuan and Wang Xiufang.

Although Wang Yan did not set up a big house for his family and gave too much money for consumption, it had already had a huge impact, and everything started to move in a good direction.

Looking at the happy family, most of them really felt that money is the most warm to use in this way.

Dapeng, who had just returned home from the special zone yesterday, was the most uncomfortable with this change. He found Wang Yan and sat in the room for a long time. He didn't know what to ask.

Wang Yan looked at Dapeng brother and fidgeted with his mobile phone, as if it were a Mi-3, which was very old and suddenly slapped his forehead.

Turn back and pull out the two boxes from the drawer and push to the cousin.

"Brother Dapeng, this is a mobile phone that I can't use. You can pick one and take it away, a New Year gift!"

Dapeng looked at the box and only felt hot.

One is Huawei mate9 Porsche and the other is Samsung W2016.

"Ouch, it's too expensive. You can keep it for yourself. My mobile phone still works..."

Wang Yan laughed dumbly: "There is a cabinet in the office over the magic city dedicated to me with electronic products. I am too lazy to get it back, otherwise our family will change one by one."

Things like mobile phone pads are basically consumables thrown away in Wang Yan's communication circle today, which is not worth mentioning.

Like Xia Yu's goods, N mobile phones, a few sets of lipstick perfume, two or three grade bags with invoices are always placed in the trunk.

The rest of the people are not so sarcastic, but whoever buys more can get a free one, without politeness, it is not necessary.

Since Wang Yan started recharging on a large scale, he no longer uses Apple. IOS is too pitious in this regard.

Dapeng hesitated for a while, picked a relatively cheaper Huawei Porsche, and happily fiddled for a while, and finally got more words.

Wang Yan guided him and talked about some plans for the future of his family. Dapeng, who had been smashed with chicken blood, would soon come back to help.

Not just because of mobile phones.

Seeing those new-year products of great value in the family, Dapeng is very clear about what his current cousin has and what his future is.

No matter how good the SAR is, there is no hope.

No matter how bad my hometown is, there is a splendid future.

How to choose, do you still need to ask?

"Well, there must be a man staring at home, and the young uncle still has the opportunity to make progress. You can't resist, the aunt and aunt can't be busy themselves."

Speaking of being a shopkeeper, Wang Yan is professional.

After giving the idea to the family, nothing was mixed anymore. Everyone had a heated discussion, and he went back to the house to take the girl.

After the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala with 30,000, he went out to set off firecrackers, and Xizi called suddenly.

"Small words, today is our company's first Spring Festival, you see, can we get a wave of red envelopes in a large group?"

Wang Yan simply agreed: "OK, let me do it."

"Then I will let the finance transfer the event funds to you?"

"Don't count as my own."

It's not okay to grab experience with me, you lose money, I make money, but I earn it, okay?

Wang Yunxi didn't understand, thinking of not having much money anyway, he agreed.

Wang Ting Entertainment has a large group that is not usually used, all of them are in it, and they are verified and added according to the format of department-post-name.

[Fugui brother] is the only ID without title.

When the young man opened the group, when the rich man came online, it was bursting with excitement.

"@All members happy new year everyone!"

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

The group immediately began to refresh the screen.

[Fugui brother]: "Who shouted that last voice?! You come out and my dad sends you a private bag!"

He laughed and laughed.

Wang Yan was too lazy to re-ink, and it was 10 big red envelopes, each with a total of 10,000 and 100 copies.

In fact, you can send 20,000 one, everyone can grab the full amount, but that is boring.

Now, everyone can grab up to 200 pieces, and the unlucky eggs may only have single digits.

The first wave came to an end, and the staff anchors were all mad and yelled in the group.

Wang Yan is also crazy, how can he be so tired of a paralyzed red envelope?

Touching around, he pulled Zhang Yao over.

"Come on, sister, give you a glorious and difficult task!"

Zhang Yao has not been pitted by the devil's brother recently, and he seems very vigilant: "What? I warn you, if you bully me again, I might hit the fairy!"

Wang Yan didn't want to bully her, but after listening to her, she suddenly wanted to try...

Cough!

Get the red envelopes done first.

"Good thing! You send me a red envelope, this way, and then I allow you to use my password to send yourself a private package as pocket money...how?"

"Really?"

Zhang Yao jumped up with excitement, and began to be silly on Wang Yan.

"You swear, don't lie to me?"

Wang Yan smiled dumbly: "The phone is in your hands, the password is given to you, you send it to yourself, I lie to you?"

Zhang Yao thought about it, and immediately dragged Wang Yan back to the house.

"Okay, come on, I am your tool person today, please support me!"

When he heard the money, he was full of pride and really did the work. He didn't arrive within half an hour, and Zhang Yao was crying.

"When will it be finished? How are you so bad!"

Issuing a single red envelope is not troublesome, enter the number, number, fingerprint verification, and finish.

However, sending dozens or hundreds in a row can torture an individual.

What's even worse is that Zhang Yao can't directly verify his fingerprints. He has to enter a password and wait for the SMS verification code, which is a huge and tedious set.

"I'm so stupid, really... I only need to send a few hundred thousand to two hundred thousand, and it will be completed in three or five minutes. As a result, you are a beast... how many times do you have to send it?!

"New year's money."

Three words, Zhang Yao immediately shut up.

Wang Dashao raised his legs and watched all kinds of rainbow farts on the Internet with his iPad.

There are only employees of Wang Ting Entertainment in the group. However, many anchors today are not taking a break and are starting broadcasting.

Therefore, it is equal to the players of the major platforms are accompanying [Fugui brother] to spread money.

Many anchors simply turn to the screen to play the red envelope grabbing interface, a group of idle sand sculpture netizens follow the effort.

Every luck king will explode with a burst of exclamation.

Every single digit will attract a full screen of ridicule.

There are even inter-microphones between anchors, those who grab the red envelopes in the game, losers painting faces or selling sorrows, and are almost playing with flowers.

On all major platforms, no matter the anchor or the player, they all envy Wang Ting Entertainment's real name.

In the next year, in addition to the normal bonus, the big boss will also give out red envelopes. Do you want to be so cool? !

Money is second, the atmosphere of the key is too lively!

The popularity and traffic of Wang Ting Entertainment's anchor have been rising, and as a result, Zhang Yao suffered.

When it was almost 11:30, she finally blew out 5 million. She threw the phone and said she didn't do anything.

"You killed me!"

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"However, New Year's money cannot be refunded!"

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"Ah!" The young man glanced over and shook his head disdainfully, "I will care about your pocket money? Hold it!"

Haha?

Zhang Yao looked at the ten thousand oceans lying in his wallet, smiled, opened his mouth almost to the back of his head, and felt that all the hard work was worth it.

Just as the aunt shouted for dinner, the little girl jumped out.

Wang Yan casually left a sentence in the group: "I'm tired. Let's do this today. I wish you all a good time."

Triggering one piece after another, the super large-scale lemon essence transformed.

"What's so special about people? Will you be tired if you squander money?"

"Ah! I want to get tired of sending red packets!"

"I'm not as greedy as you, just get in the group and collect red envelopes..."

"Looking at the prawn in his hand, it is rare to add a meal once a year, and now it is not fragrant at all..."

"Sand sculpture anchor, let's draw a lottery, let's touch the rich father's joy!"

"Will Wang Ting Entertainment still recruit people? I'm doing well and can lick..."

It was an uproar, and it became active on the first day of the first year of live broadcast. It also continued to promote the reputation of rich and expensive brothers and Wang Ting Entertainment.

Wang Yan had already turned off the group, and began to wonder how to pray to the brothers and others.

When I was at the table, I just saw Zhang Yao, who was talking silly, and Wang Xingxian was showing her Guo 6 mobile phone.

After thinking for a while, I touched the little nephew's head and smiled to announce something.

"This year is the first time we get together for the New Year~www.wuxiaspot.com~Every child younger than me, will have a new year's money later, 10,000 per person, auspicious.

Yaoyao, you have already received it, and I will not give it to you later..."

Zhang Yao's entire body was petrified with a stiffness visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, the aunt glanced quietly, and pointed the index finger at the girl...

Zhang Yao was in a trance and even began to doubt life.

who am I?

where am I?

What am i doing

I sent a red envelope for three hours, this is it? !

Dog egg didn't really understand what happened, but looking at Yaoyao's expression, she felt inexplicably empathized and suddenly wanted to cry...

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