The fake daughter is so rebellious that she goes crazy and scolds you.

[Fuck, it's so exciting! 】

[It is illegal to spread pornographic rumors, Wen Yu, please restrain yourself. 】

[Cuckolds can be counted. I want to calculate whether I can become rich in the future. 】

Wen Yu stretched out and smiled half-heartedly, "If you really don't believe it, then go to the Hilton and have a look, but you have to be mentally prepared in advance."

Su Mubai is half-convinced now. If it is true, then he will really break through the defense directly!

The woman in Wen Yu's dreams was his goddess, and he had been chasing her for half a year before he caught her, not only at the cost of love but also money.

After a moment of silence, he decided to believe in the goddess.

"Thank you for telling me my fortune. The gift I received today is considered a reward."

What the hell!

Now it's Wen Yu's turn to be confused. She has made it so clear. The public screen is still scrolling saying that she is a fortune teller. Why is this man still unable to get in?

"Okay, thank you, boss! I'll give you some face, boss, so that you don't grab my pigtails later. If you come to me for fortune telling tomorrow morning, I'll give you a [-]% discount!"

Naturally, Wen Yu would not let go of a boss like this who is stupid and has a lot of money.

"Okay, I'll send you my contact information here. If you need it in the future, I'll definitely contact you!"

Su Mubai didn't take it to heart at all, so he sent it to Wen Yu casually, then disconnected the microphone and began to think deeply.

[Boss Wen will definitely make money tomorrow. I feel excited just thinking about cuckolding. 】

[If you don’t believe it, I don’t think it’s possible this time. I’ll wait for Wen Yu to be embarrassed. 】

[No fun, I thought I could have something exciting at night! 】

"My dear friend, you are single. You are 22 years old this year and 25 meters tall. At the age of [-], your first love may also cuckold you. I will give you five thousand, so I can help you resolve it."

Wen Yu quickly replied to the comment "Night owls have beautiful women to watch" and rolled her eyes.

This barrage made her feel very unhappy.

"I just started the live broadcast today and I made more than one million yuan. I'm so happy. I'll give you a flash sale."

"Three Thousand One Trigrams. Make a flight reservation. You need to pay the balance on the day of the fortune telling. If the fortune telling requires scheduling, I will give you a ten-second countdown."

As soon as Wen Yu finished speaking, gifts flew all over the live broadcast room.

Ten seconds later, Wen Yu stopped.

Her fingers clicked on the screen, and she clicked on the calculator.

"Three hundred people, minus two thousand for each person, that's six hundred thousand."

"Six hundred thousand! Damn it, how long will it take me to earn this money!"

Wen Yu wanted to regret it, but this was RMB!

【do not!I’ve already bought gifts, and this is my first time giving gifts to an anchor. 】

[My mother asked me just now what the ghost’s name is, and I said that I finally got Sister Yu’s fortune telling. Can you please stop going back on your word (please)]

[I’m new here. Can I tell fortunes for free by buying airplanes? 】

[Just think about it, if there is a wealthy person among these three hundred people, you can make it back in one day, baby~]

……

Wen Yu took the calculator and calculated for a long time, and found that this was still profitable.

Of the five thousand yuan, the official took half of it. She was still a good citizen and needed to pay taxes, so the amount in her pocket was only a little over 2000 yuan.

If all the balances of these three hundred people were transferred to her privately, then she would earn more than the live broadcast room.

Wen Yu suppressed her excitement and pretended to be depressed, "Can you not give me a gift for the final payment then? Just send me a small v or small x. If you don't agree, I will return the gifts you paid for. Forget it. .”

Say it or not, Wen Yu is really good at understanding fans' psychology.

[Don’t ask me, we will transfer it to you privately! 】

[We are willing, really willing, but don’t give me a refund. 】

[I feel like you are more vicious than the brats now. There are so many people in the live broadcast room, but you openly go back on your word? 】

"Okay... okay, but I really don't make any money with these three thousand yuan. It's so hard to make some money these days. Live streaming is to make money, and making money is to pay off debts. I'll make instant noodles with the remaining money. Oh, I'm so sad, baby "them"

"I recently bought an island called Poverty."

When fans in the live broadcast room heard Wen Yu's promise, they didn't consider whether she was cheating or not. People with money in their pockets couldn't help but start giving her rewards.

"I'm great late at night, but I can't get up early in the morning. Please stop sending gifts. If you continue to send gifts, I won't be able to download the live broadcast. I won't be able to greet the sponsor dad tomorrow morning."

Wen Yu stood up and yawned repeatedly, holding the sleeping Xiao Ba in her arms and came to the live broadcast room to say good night.

"Then I will start the live broadcast. Boss Su, see you tomorrow. Dear babies, see you tomorrow~"

Xiaoba: Good night, fellow bosses.

Now it is very discerning, so that Wen Yu will not cause trouble with it after sowing.

[Bye, see you tomorrow. 】

[Xiaoba, just blink if you are kidnapped. 】

[We are on the air, this is prime time, you woman! 】

"No more delay. Official dad reminded me that I was doing a private deal. If I don't go live, I won't be able to make money tomorrow!"

"We have a steady flow of money. We don't make money in a day. Goodbye!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the live broadcast room was closed directly.

Wen Yu who got off the live broadcast.

"Xiaoba, please tell me when you wake up early, can your aunt show me the photos of them and old man Yama?"

Where is the sleepy woman in the live broadcast room?

She is clearly a scheming bitch from Green Tea!

Xiaoba is a little girl after all. When she hears the gossip, her heart jumps crazily.

"Then I'll call my aunt and ask her to start a live video broadcast with us later?"

Wen Yu smiled, a little weird in her smile.

"I'm going to rest in a while. If I don't sleep well, I'm good at fighting ghosts. And the baby, don't you think it's a pity that you are missing from the group photo?"

"I don't think so. I think sleeping in bed at home is very comfortable." Just when it refused righteously, it saw Wen Yu taking out a piece of talisman and said, "No, no, mom, I was wrong. I'll go. I'll go with it." I like to run errands, I am a local dog and I love to watch. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you will see the old man who is in your heart, the King of Hell."

Xiaoba's butt was like a rocket. He jumped out of the house and didn't forget to talk dirty at the same time.

As I ran, I thought, women are so difficult to take care of!

Fortunately it was a ghost and not a woman.

……

Hell.

"The King of Hell is having a meal. If you have something to do, please make a reservation three days in advance. Please understand."

Hei Wuchang looked at the few little ghosts who appeared inexplicably in the underworld. Po Meng couldn't stop them and came directly to the King of Hell's Mansion unimpeded. It was very strange.

"No! My godmother said that we must see the old man, King of Hell!"

Xiaoba was blown away after hearing it for three days.

Wen Yu promised to see it early tomorrow morning, if she didn't take the photo back.

That’s not GG!

When Hei Wuchang heard this, the air pressure around him dropped a bit.

"I'm warning you, don't mess with me. I want you to treat me like a young master. My mother said that if you make me unhappy, you will make her unhappy. If you ask her to come, your whole world will be shaken! Hmph."