Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

Shi Rong deliberately started the broadcast a little late today, and tried to put on as light lipstick as possible. Sure enough, as soon as the broadcast started, fans discovered something unusual about him, and the live broadcast room was filled with comments full of concern.

——Wife, what’s wrong? I look so haggard today.

——[Cat tip x1] Is your wife sick?

——Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I am guilty, Rongrong looks like the little widow whose husband died, it hit my xp hard!

——Thank you, my husband is still alive. As long as I am here, Rong Rong will never be a little widow!

——Haha, I am Rong Rong’s only husband!

……

Shi Rong pursed her pale lips with a fragile expression: "I'm sorry everyone, Rong Rong is not in a good state today."

"Well... I have a stomach bug... I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

Sure enough, his weak and pitiful appearance made the fans in the live broadcast room feel very distressed, and they showered him with gifts as if they were free of charge.

But soon, it was overpowered by the special effects of the ten cat villas.

Shi Rong knew who sent it without even thinking. His stomach problem was cured in the morning, but he just wanted to prevent the pain from being in vain, so he came to the live broadcast room to show off his misery. Although the stomach pain is gone now, Qiu still remembers it.

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Oh, let’s forget about the recurrence of his stomach trouble, now he still wants to stop himself from making money!

Shi Rong said softly: "Thank you, Brother A, for the sports car... I can still continue the live broadcast."

Even if his stomach really hurts, he will continue to get up and work hard to make money. No one can stop him from making money!

Let a sick little girl support her body to live broadcast, what kind of crappy company is Song Linheng running?

Pei Xingye stared at the little anchor's pale face and directly made a video call to Song Linheng.

Song Linheng didn't know what he was doing, so it took him a long time to get through.

"Aye? Your call came just in time. I have something to trouble you."

Pei Xingye: "Don't come here. Is your company going bankrupt?"

Song Linheng was confused: "No, who did you listen to?"

Pei Xingye said coolly: "It's quite exploitative to let a girl who is not feeling well insist on going live."

"No." To be honest, Song Linheng was really speechless this time, "I am a boss after all, and our Dou Mao TV is also a serious platform. You have so many fans, and I don't rush you to live broadcast once a month. I have to squeeze one of you. An unknown anchor?"

Of course Pei Xingye knew what was going on. Naturally, his call was not to attack Song Linheng, but to pity the little anchor and he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"You go and stop her live broadcast room, saying it's a technical fault and it won't be fixed until tomorrow. To apologize, give her [-] yuan in compensation. I'll pay for it."

Song Linheng rolled his eyes. He was really curious as to which female anchor under his banner was so capable that she caught Pei Xingye's heart.

In their circle, it was common for them to party and race with their little lovers, and there was never a shortage of handsome men and beauties around them who wanted to hang out with them. Everyone gets what they need, it's all just for fun, no one really gets emotional.

Pei Xingye was the only one who played extreme sports such as bungee jumping and drag racing more crazily than others, but he ignored the beautiful women who came to his door.

The group of them thought that maybe Pei Xingye didn't like women, so they gave him a handsome little boy. He was so good that he almost got beaten into a pig's head.

Now Pei Xingye has the object of his heart, and she is a female anchor. If this news spreads to the circle, will it cause an earthquake?

Just by looking at him, Pei Xingye knew that Song Linheng was not holding anything back, and there was a threat in his eyes: "Don't think too much, I just feel that this little girl is pitiful."

"Sure." Song Linheng knew Pei Xingye's bad temper and gave it up: "Send me her live broadcast room ID and I'll contact the technical department."

Pei Xingye sent him a string of numbers and reciprocated: "Didn't you say you have something to trouble me? Just tell me."

"It's nothing. Doumao is planning to implement a support plan for new anchors recently. Can Aye do a favor and support the new anchors then?"

Song Linheng started this company just for fun, but as Pei Xingye became more and more popular, his family wanted him to make some achievements.

Doumao TV has many anchors, but only a few can really carry the banner. Pei Xingye is very popular, but he may not be able to live broadcast once a month. Even if Pei Xingye wanted to keep broadcasting live, he would not dare to agree. The heir to the Pei family ran to his small company. Not mentioning Uncle Pei, the first person to take action was definitely his own father and mother.

After thinking for a while, Song Linheng said again: "How about you bring this female anchor?"

Pei Xingye really thought about it...retracting his thoughts, he said calmly: "...No need."

He and the little anchor are not related, "Just follow the normal rules. Two-way choice..."

It's a two-way choice, isn't it just to let the female anchor choose you? With a plan in mind, Song Linheng nodded: "Okay. I'll treat you to a drink another day."

……

Shi Rong chatted with fans for a while and was about to go dancing when the live broadcast room suddenly went dark.

He thought there was a problem with the network cable. After all, old residential buildings either had water or power outages or were disconnected from the internet. But seeing the barrage in the live broadcast room still scrolling, I was a little confused.

Shi Rong replied to the barrage: "Thank you, wives, for your concern. There is no power outage... It should be a problem with the platform. I will ask..."

After receiving the message from the platform, Shi Rongmao's eyes widened and he twisted his thigh. It hurt. It was not a dream.

Shi Rong was too lazy to continue the live broadcast now, and suppressed the joy in his voice: "The platform said that there are some bugs in my account system, and it will take at least a day to fix it, so there is nothing I can do. Sorry, wives, see you tomorrow~"

What did he see? One hundred thousand! There is no need to give the platform a share, it is one hundred thousand that belongs to you completely!

After one day of live broadcasting, he could only earn five to six thousand at most without any reward from someone who took advantage of him. To compensate for the system error this time, he would have to live broadcast for many days to earn it, right?

I really hope Doumao TV’s system will always malfunction. In this way, he can lie at home, do nothing, and earn one hundred thousand a day.

Shi Rong happily turned off the computer, opened Taobao, and prepared to buy herself some more beautiful little dresses.

He had actually been interested in it for a long time, but he was a little reluctant to buy it. If he buys a house, he can live in it for a long time, but he doesn't dare to wear these dresses out. He can only try them on at home occasionally, which is a bit of a waste.

Although Shi Rong often advised herself this way, she still couldn't help but buy one after another. The small wardrobe was filled with all kinds of sweet or gorgeous skirts...

But today I received a huge sum of money, so it’s not too much to reward yourself, right?

While Shi Rong was scrolling through Taobao's page, the victim sent another message: "Is Rong Rong's health okay?"

Shi Rong's smart cat eyes turned, and a good idea suddenly came to his mind...