After I found Lord God, I became very popular and rich

the next day.

Tangli slept until noon for an unprecedented time, and when he woke up, he was alone on the bed.

The cat didn't know where it went.

Tang Li immediately felt as if he had suffered the torture of "lifting up his pants and denying people", and cursed in his heart: This scumbag.

He muttered while getting up.

Li Jiyu yelled downstairs.

"ate breakfast."

Tang Li walked downstairs slowly, and was relieved to see Ah Mo on the cat climbing frame.

In the restaurant, seeing Yu Yan had already sat down at the table.

Li Jiyu was chatting with him about the studio.

"What is your company's main business?"

"I didn't think so."

"...What are you going to do in the future?"

I saw Mr. Li stepping on the stool with one foot, and he was extremely domineering: "The money will be burned first, and the rest will be discussed."

Yu Yan doubted that it was a pirate ship.

Tang Li walked to the dining table, Ah Mo jumped over from the sofa and squatted behind his chair.

"Good morning."

Tang Li greeted everyone, and was shocked by the rich breakfast on the table.

He looked at Li Jiyu with unreasonable eyes.

——He has never seen such a hungry fish.

Siu Mai, steamed dumplings, tea eggs, soup dumplings, Li Jiyu's mouth is like a huge black hole, he can't stop eating every bite.

Both Tangli and Yu Yan eat small amounts of food, and spent the rest of the time admiring Li Jiyu's eating.

"How about, Mr. Li, why don't you have a big appetite?" Tang Li suggested.

Li Jiyu wiped the oil on his mouth, thought for a while, and felt that this plan was feasible.

He immediately found someone to match a set of the most expensive live broadcast equipment, and multiplied the quantity of all products by 2 when placing the order.

While he was shopping, he suddenly had an idea.

"I thought about the first project our company was founded on."

Tang Li and Yu Yan looked at him thoughtfully.

Li Jiyu swallowed his No. 13 steamed dumplings, took the leek box with his left hand, and took a tablet computer with his right hand.

"I have consulted professionals, and the first thing to do now is to fight black."

The so-called "consultation" means that Tangli overheard such a "corner" during the conversation with Tang Xuan. So far, it is because of this "corner" that Tangli started the company and signed Tangli.

Tangli asked him: "Mr. Li, what are you going to do?"

Mr. Li said: "Look at this 'Devil's Song'."

He clicked on Devil Song's Weibo homepage.

This person's profile is a Tucao blogger, and Weibo is full of all kinds of abuse and attacks on life.It belongs to another kind of 'typical' on Weibo, where there is enthusiasm, there is him. If he is lucky enough to get attention once, it will be a 'sublimation' of his life.

There is generally no company behind such an account, and when it becomes more popular and it becomes popular, it will develop into a large-scale marketing account.

Mr. Li intends to kill this person in the cradle.

He clicked on his private message with Devil Song.

At the beginning, the two greeted each other's mother and father tenderly. In the first round, after Mr. Li performed the magical skill of "Hahaha, I don't have a mother at all", they won an overwhelming victory.

Yu Yan: "..."

Tang Li: "..."

I only heard Mr. Li said very considerately: "This is the first step in the fight against gangsters. I'll do it. I'm afraid you won't be able to scold them and they will cry in anger."

He pulled the chat history to the latest place, probably because the two agreed on the time and place to meet offline.

Tang Li's face was expressionless: "So the third step in your anti-crime campaign is to PK offline real people?"

Mr. Li slapped the table and squinted at him: "How can you talk like that? This is his kind invitation, but I can't refuse my kindness."

"No wonder you can beat them."

Based on this logic, how many normal people are his opponents?

Luckily, the devil song that he and Mr. Li confronted was in Linshi, so Tangli decided to let Yu Yan go out with him, probably because life was so boring, Yu Yan actually chose to agree.

After they left, Tang Li hugged the cat on the sofa and had a 'long talk' with the poodle.

He opened Weibo and searched for Yu Yan's scandal.

He is a cutting-edge director, he is young, but he has won a lot of awards. Last year, a New Year's film made a box office of 20 billion, which completely made him famous.But the good times didn't last long, and the car overturned this year.

A few days ago, there was a scandal about the male star of the unspoken rules studio, and there were also some copyright disputes. The new script was suspected of plagiarism, and one thunder after another.

"These are all facts! It was Sander Xing, the white-eyed wolf, who framed my master!"

Xing Xing is the actor who reported Yu Yan's unspoken rules. He met Yu Yan at a public welfare assistance event. Later, Yu Yan sponsored him to complete his university studies and led him into the entertainment industry. A broad road was paved for him, but he was bitten back.

If you want to ask why Tangli chooses to trust Yu Yan, one is because of this poodle, and the other is because of the wound on Yu Yan's wrist.

Some logic in this world is very strange. Dreams cannot be measured by money, but only dreams that make money are considered meaningful and successful; innocence cannot be proved by death, but most people who are desperate You can only choose 'Death to Mingzhi'.

There will always be too many grievances, too much blood and tears, and nowhere to redress.

"You want me to clarify these things for him? Return him innocent?" Tang Li was thinking about the possibility of this matter, and he found it quite difficult, after all, he himself was deeply involved in public opinion.

Seeing that the black cat ignored him, the poodle on the opposite side became bolder.

"It was planned like this at first, but now I find that things may be more complicated than this."

Tang Li felt a headache when he heard the word 'complicated'.

Perhaps the sequelae of the concussion are still there, and I don't know if he just ran away, and the doctor was furious.

He kneaded between his brows, suppressing the pain: "Say it."

Seeing that the poodle was interested in him, he finally wasn't as listless as yesterday.

"You should understand that people have their fates, and everything is determined by heaven. This is the way of heaven. If a demon affects people's fate, it is against the way of heaven. That is to endure the nine-day thunder calamity. The power of thunder is A little monster like me can't bear it at all."

Tang Li really understood.

Because that's how Xiaoxue disappeared.

But why isn't the poodle still dead?

Is it God knows that the old man is taking a lazy nap.

The poodle would not let him continue to speculate wildly.

"Heavenly Dao will not let go of any creature who disobeys him, unless he passes the test of Shengxiantai and enters the Nine Heavens Palace, becoming a god other than Heavenly Dao."

Tang Li kneaded the center of his brows with a headache, he was a small mortal, he loved farming and was lazy, what evil did he do to sit here and listen to these things.

"I understand what you mean. You want to say that the person who framed Yu Yan may not be a mortal, so you will continue to ask me for help. But look at how I have the ability to eliminate demons and defend the way. Make sure that I am not sending a blow to the villain. A nice lunch?"

The poodle looked at him, his small pale golden eyes were full of wisdom.

"You have."