The wealthy control group became popular on the sister-sister variety show

"Yeah, thank you sister." Wanwan's long eyelashes were wet, looking like a cute kitten.

"Then sister hung up?" Shen Shiyi cut off the call while not forgetting to ask her.

"Okay." Although Wanwan was reluctant to leave, he also knew that he could not delay his sister's work.

After the call was cut off, Shen Shiyi was about to switch to the background to find the next one, when she turned around and saw Xie Yunian lying on the table with wet eyes staring straight at her.

A red mark was pressed on the side of the man's face, which was particularly conspicuous on his sickly white skin.

Xie Yunian's wet eyes were like some kind of large dog, "Sister, are you so kind to everyone?"

"It's different." Shen Shiyi chuckled, turned his eyes back to the screen and started to connect to the next customer.

The person who just connected to the live broadcast was a gray-haired old man. He was kind and kind, "Hello, little girl Fang Ye."

"Hello grandpa, what do you want to ask?" Shen Shiyi curled his lips and smiled.

【! ! !Thanks, old man!That old man from the Xie Group who has no children or grandchildren! 】

[Grandpa Xie, why don't you recognize me as a goddaughter? Let's see if I can do it. It doesn't really matter whether I have property or not. I just want to have an amiable grandfather like you! 】

[Xie Yunian’s surname is also Xie, and Xie Yunian’s parents have also passed away. Could it be...]

[Absolutely impossible. Grandpa Xie only has one son and no grandchildren. It seems that his son is infertile. At most, Xie Yunian and the grandfather of the Xie Group have different surnames. There are so many people with the same surname in the world! 】

"I want to ask, when will the child I long for come home?"

When Mr. Xie spoke through the screen, his eyes unconsciously glanced at Xie Yunian's face, who was lying on the table without even looking at him.

Shen Shiyi tapped his fingertips lightly on the table and moved his red lips: "I can't give a specific time or answer to this question, but your luck is still to come."

[Hiss, the hair on your head is standing on end. Is Grandpa Xie looking forward to a human being or a ghost? 】

[Which ignorant adopted granddaughter (son) doesn’t even recognize Grandpa Xie? You are so wrong. Why don’t you hit me on the head with such a good thing? 】

"Okay, I'll lend you my blessing. Little girl, you look like my grandson-in-law." Grandpa Xie had tears in his eyes and a happy smile on his lips.

After hearing this, Xie Yunian's fingertips twitched slightly. He raised his eyes and looked at Shen Shiyi, "Sister, hang up. He doesn't seem to have any serious questions to ask. He keeps talking nonsense."

Grandpa Xie on the other side of the screen was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he smiled and said: "Young man, you look like my grandson."

"Are you going to say that the photographer behind you looks like your son? The whole world looks like your family."

Xie Yu young chuckled lightly, with a bit of chill in his eyes.

The photographer at the back poked his head into the camera of the live broadcast room with expectant eyes. If Mr. Xie thought he looked like him, he would call him dad on the spot!

"Hahaha, he doesn't look like him, but you look like this little girl. I think you two are really compatible."

"Grandpa Xie, everything will be fine. You have to take medicine regularly. Things you hope for are developing in the direction you expect."

Shen Shiyi's understatement made the old man feel comforted.

Mr. Xie's eyes were slightly red, "I believe you, little girl, come to Xie's house for dinner when you have time, bring the young man next to you with you."

"Okay." Shen Shiyi nodded in agreement. After hanging up the connection, she lowered her eyes and looked at Xie Yunian beside her.

Xie Yunian was not at all uncomfortable being stared at like this, "Sister, what do you know? Or are you pitying the old man?"

"I don't know, and I don't sympathize with you, but you look nervous?"

"No." Xie Yunian lowered his eyes and looked at the ground.

Shen Shiyi didn't bother with this topic anymore. Their inscrutable conversation made everyone in the live broadcast room confused. What riddles were they playing?

The following connections were all quite serious, and the live broadcast room next door all relied on rewards to get money.

After one night of live broadcast, Shen Huai's group earned millions in gifts.

Xu Miaomiao couldn't help but felt ashamed. With so much income...is Shen Huai planning to build a house next?

But she can't afford that much money...

"Have you all finished the live broadcast? Are Shen Shiyi and his team still struggling to death if they haven't come out yet?"

When Su Zhi walked out of her room, a rare smile appeared on her face. This was the first time in so many days that she felt happy physically and mentally on this damn program set.

With more than 70 yuan in live broadcast income, they can live comfortably in the program group even if they don't do tasks.

"Maybe it's because you're still telling people's fortunes in the live broadcast room. It's hard to do fortune-telling for dozens of people at a time and no one rewards you. It's normal to want to procrastinate for more time and make more money."

A smile appeared on Jiang Rourou's lips unconsciously. The fortune telling that Shen Shiyi was so proud of before was not as good as their singing and chatting here. She must have felt sick in her heart.

She couldn't wait to see Shen Shiyi's face when he learned that their group had made 60 yuan in one night.

Su Zhi: "Even if she broadcasts live all night, she can't raise enough money to build the house she wants."

"That's true. As a partner of the same variety show, I will patronize her business." Jiang Rourou's tone was gentle, but the arrogant smile on her lips could not be concealed at all.

[Hiss, say goodbye. If you look down on Shen Shiyi so much now, you'll get slapped in the face. She's Master Fang Ye, and her fortune can be worth millions. The key is that you may not be able to get in line. 】

[I can’t see it, sister Rourou, you’d better not patronize other people’s businesses. The queue is already full. You’re really not the only one left! 】

【What! ?Is Shen Shiyi so worried?Isn't this a lie? 】

[Honestly, none of the people she counted tonight have any real value. They are just minor problems. They are probably all fans who come here because of their reputation. 】

[+1 I still miss the scene where she went to the cemetery to tell fortunes for people. 】

Jiang Rourou knew nothing about the comments in the barrage. She only remembered Shen Shiyi secretly mocking her last time to give her whatever she could afford.

She wanted to see how much money Shen Shiyi could charge as a bad fortune teller.

When she walked into Shen Shiyi's room, the live broadcast camera was still filming, and Shen Shiyi was connecting to a man.

"It's time to give fortunes. Did I come here to remind you that you can end the live broadcast? Didn't you promise to tell me your fortune last time?"

Jiang Rourou stood elegantly in the back wearing a floral dress.

"Wait a moment." Shen Shi didn't even look back. After taking the time to reply, he continued to explain to the person connected to the screen.

Seeing that there were no stools around, Jiang Rourou could only stand and wait. Other guests also came in at the door, all coming to watch the show and join in the fun.