City: Opening Awakening Dragon System

Zhu Xiaolong's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, "Damn it! He actually provoked me!"

In fact, he really wanted to be able to give so many gifts, but he was so shy that he really couldn't come up with so much cash.

"These gifts are at least 160 billion. I have 100 billion company liquidity, and now I have a fraction of 160 billion left. What can I save? I must lose!"

"No! We must find a way!"

"That's not right! I asked Wei Feng to block his account just now, why is this bastard still online?"

Furious, Zhu Xiaolong dialed a series of numbers vigorously. Under his pressure, the screen of the mobile phone obviously showed a short and slight depression, which shows the intensity of the anger!

"Beep, beep, hello, Young Master Long!"

The phone was dialed, and Wei Feng's voice came over.

"Wei Feng, you're farting when you're my young master, aren't you? I asked you to block that person's account, why are you still giving gifts now? You deliberately disgusted me and made me lose face!"

Zhu Xiaolong almost cursed in a roar.

On the other end of the phone, Wei Feng frowned, unconsciously moved his ears away from the receiver, and cursed a few words silently.

"Young Master Long, the situation is not what you think..."

"Stop quibbling, the fact is that you didn't get things done! Or did you intentionally join forces with that person surnamed Zhou to embarrass me?"

"Young Master Long, I'm wronged! How dare I do such a thing, I really got someone to block that account, but I don't know why it was unblocked. The engineers below tried to block the account again, but it couldn't be blocked at all... "

"What? Can't be blocked? How is this possible? Aren't they all accounts on your platform? Why can't they be blocked?"

"Young Master Long, I swear that everything I said is true, otherwise I will die..."

"Okay, okay, I have a solution!"

Soon, Zhu Xiaolong smiled sinisterly and viciously, and he thought of a way.

"Bastard, isn't Young Master Zhou very rich? Isn't that bitch He Jiajia his woman? Now you have blocked He Jiajia's account for this young master! Then, hack the money in her account!"

"Ah? Is this not good? If it is shaken out by the media, I'm afraid it will be difficult to clean up! The reputation of the platform will also be ruined!"

"I tell you to do this right now! Otherwise, you will be at your own risk!"

Wei Feng: "..."

Studio.

Zhou Cheng's mighty and domineering eight characters just now are unusually conspicuous across the middle of the screen.

"Small test, if you don't accept it, come to fight!"

After more than ten minutes, no one dared to fight.

"More than 1 million fans, I didn't think it was that great! It turned out to be a vulnerable existence!"

"Young Master Long, the first one on the list, really insults the sacred existence of the dragon! I think it's better to get rid of it!"

"Huaxia reptile! Mmm! Not bad, let's change the name!"

A line of words was entered on the live broadcast page in an extremely dazzling state!

"It's too much! He's too much! Is it great to be rich? We have more than 1 million fans, and all of our net worth is not necessarily less than him!"

"It's too much to bully! Let's rise up! Hurry up and collect the gifts!"

"Fuck! I want to fuck you! Facing this kind of arrogant master who spends money without batting an eyelid, what can you do if you are a turtle with a shrunken head?"

"Yeah! I'm convinced! Just now we wanted to win with more than less, but it was ineffective to win. Now, Zhou Shao defeated us with his own strength, and I am convinced!"

"Long Shao is really rubbish. From now on, I will be less of a fan!"

"Young Master Zhou, are you interested in getting to know me! I have an S-level figure~"

The number of Zhou Cheng's fans increased exponentially, and soon exceeded [-] million, and the number continued to increase.

Zhou Cheng shrugged: "This world is so realistic! A person with strength can never hide his light!"

Silence in the cabin!

To be exact, it was silent for a long time.

Regardless of men, women, young or old, handsome, beautiful, or ordinary, no one dared to look at Zhou Cheng's shining eyes.

When they thought that Zhou Cheng was dressed in ordinary clothes and was sitting in the economy class of the plane, they thought that Zhou Cheng was also a poor guy, a poor college student, and they unconsciously developed a sense of superiority.

This sense of superiority allowed them to belittle Zhou Cheng and despise Zhou Cheng unscrupulously.

90.00% of the time at [-]:[-], these people's judgments are correct, but this time they are wrong, and they are completely wrong.

Not only is Zhou Cheng not a poor student, but a rich and handsome man!

Do not!

The word tall, rich and handsome cannot describe Zhou Cheng at all.

It can't match Zhou Cheng's inhumanity!

It should be described as Shenhao, which would be more appropriate!

For his own woman, spend a lot of money—no, spend tens of billions of gold!

Who can match such courage?

Hundreds of millions of fans were defeated by one person, Long Shao and other big brothers were defeated by one person!

Such a godly hero is now sitting in the economy class, even in the corner that no one likes!

However, this doesn't affect anything at all, because an invisible halo emanates from him all the time!

How can such a hero be something that people like myself can look up to?

Everyone lowered their noble heads one after another, and remained silent, but their hearts were overwhelmed!

Zhou Cheng no longer pays attention to the people in the cabin, there is no need to waste time on them, is there?

"Jiajia, give me a list of fans who will give you gifts tonight besides me!"

"Okay, Young Master Zhou!"

Soon, a list of 19 players was displayed on the public screen.

Zhou Cheng glanced at it, and ten of them gave a small star for one yuan, eight gave lollipops for ten yuan, and one gave a car for 99 yuan.

Netizens have speculated.

"Fuck... What is Zhou Shao doing?"

"Why do you want a list of people who gave gifts to He Jiajia?"

"Could it be that you want to give red envelopes to these people?"

"Impossible! Young Master Zhou's money didn't come from the wind. I think it should be a verbal reward!"

"Yeah, it's very possible, it's not a waste of money!"

"Look at it, look at it, I said you guys are too small! A hero like Zhou Shao, at least give them a red envelope of 200 yuan!"

"Hiss~200 yuan? So much? Be careful paying a dollar and get 200 yuan! This is two hundred times!"

"Grass, why didn't I think of giving He Jiajia a little star just now?"

"I regret it to death! Why are you so busy eating melons? Now, I always feel like I'm about to lose something? Why is it so effortless in my heart!"

"Isn't it only 200 yuan? It's not enough! Well, I admit that I am also sour~"

There was a smile on the corner of Zhou Cheng's mouth: "Young master's layout can't be so small! 200 yuan? How can you get it?"