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Chapter 71 This black fan is here to be funny, right?

It's time to say goodbye again.

In the space-time airport, while waiting for the plane, Wen Jiu conducted the last live broadcast of this story.

"Dear viewers, the third episode of "Into the Boss" 2222 "One Night of Wrong Love: Mr. Qin, Stay Well" has officially ended!"

[Come on, come on! It’s time for our sister Wen to be our intimate sister again! 】

[I’m hungry, the anchor gave me a bowl of chicken soup, I love drinking your chicken soup!]

[Anchor, what story about you are you going to share this time?]

Wen Jiu was speechless: "I'll just go there bit by bit. I'll leave the first two to you. I don't have any more stories, okay? Let's just talk."

[Long Aotian rewards the guardian of love x3! 】

Wen Jiu saw this big boss giving rewards again, and after paying attention to his fan base, he actually reached the top of the list.

She quickly thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Long Aotian!"

But this big guy didn't say a word.

Wen Jiu really couldn't figure it out. Who is this big guy?

Why do you just throw money at her without ever interacting with her?

Was it a trumpet account opened by someone who had a crush on her...

[Anchor, there are two legal men in a row, one with force and one with psychology, which one do you think is more annoying?]

Wen Jiu hadn't yet figured out Long Aotian's identity. When she saw other bosses asking questions, she answered the question first: "Of course I hate it! No matter what method you use to hurt people, it won't do."

"But if we have to compare...I think force can cause immediate pain, and then you can stay away out of fear and avoid being hurt again."

"And language hurts... have you ever experienced the feeling of bugs getting into your ears in the summer?"

【No……】

"The little bugs are flapping their wings in the ears, crawling and biting everywhere. It's itchy and painful, but they can't be scratched. They want to just pierce the eardrums."

"Words hurt, this is the feeling. It seems insignificant, but in fact it makes people suffer deeply. A bad word will follow you all the time, slowly destroying your psychological defense, making you irritable, sad, self-doubt, etc. for a long time.

Surrounded by negative emotions.”

[When I talk about little bugs drilling into my ears, I start to feel uncomfortable now.]

[A kind word will keep you warm for three winters, but a bad word will hurt you for six months!]

Most of Wen Jiu's live broadcast rooms are filled with kind and warm people, and there are many people who like her.

But suddenly, a familiar ID appeared.

[Young Mad Wolf: Ugly girl, why are you banning me? 】

[Young Mad Wolf: When I said you had plastic surgery and that you seduced men, it hit a sore spot for you, didn’t it? 】

He also sent an emoticon, which was an ugly photo of himself in high school that Wen Jiu had previously posted in the live broadcast room. This person took it and modified it to make it even uglier.

The ban in the live broadcast room is based on the severity and account level, and can only be banned for dozens of days.

It seems that this person was automatically unblocked.

Wen Jiu sneered and said faintly: "I don't curse people because I have quality and cultivation, but after all, not everyone has it. Assistant, silence this young wolf for me."

As soon as he said this, Mad Wolf directly smashed dozens of rockets.

In the live broadcast room, if the fan level reaches the first level, the anchor will not have the authority to ban.

"..." Wen Jiu didn't know how to react to him for a moment.

Although this account has been attacking her, it has also thrown money at her, which has almost reached the top of the list.

She was really embarrassed.

Let me ask you, would you be willing to spend almost a million on you and call you "ugly girl, plastic surgery monster"?

Anyway, Wen Jiu is willing to go to heaven.

[Young Mad Wolf: Ugly girl, you can’t stop talking about me! You can’t stop me anymore, can you? 】

[Young Mad Wolf: I have plenty of money! 】

Wen Jiu finally suppressed the smile on her lips and said politely: "Well, how about you change a few words and curse a few more..."

Otherwise, I would feel embarrassed holding this money.

Other fans are also swiping the screen hahaha.

【How can I put it this way, I also want such anti-fans.】

[It suddenly occurred to me that a novel I was following recently was scolded by every anti-fan, but she didn’t know that it was precisely because of her contribution that the book became so popular.]

[Young Master, please let the anchor go. If you have any problem, come to me! I am very resistant to scolding. 】

The anti-fan was successfully angered.

He has been scolding him for a long time, but the fans are not affected at all and are still laughing. Can they not be angry?

[Young Master Mad Wolf: You are all fools! This ugly girl with plastic surgery has fooled you!]

Wen Jiu looked at this person's tone of voice and word choice, and felt that this person must be young.

Otherwise, I wouldn't hate her and spend so much money on her.

I was able to get Xiang Zichuan's account again...could she be Xiang Zichuan's six or seven-year-old daughter?

If that's true, then it seems that Xiang Zichuan scolded her at home a lot, and even the children could learn a few words from her.

Young Mad Wolf defended her for a few more words, but when everyone ignored her, she logged off.

I don’t know if I was asked to do my homework.

Wen Jiu continued to chat with fans.

[Anchor, I watched two legal men in a row, and it made me feel bad. Is there anyone who can be more relaxed and sweet? 】

"Okay, let's make a boss who doesn't break the law for the next live broadcast."

While chatting, the airport announced that boarding had begun, and Wen Jiu said goodbye to everyone.



Beicheng.

In a certain family of a high-end residence, a child was howling and crying.

"You're still crying! You still have the nerve to cry. You secretly swiped a million while your father and I weren't paying attention, and you're still crying!"

Xiang Zichuan's wife, Qiao Ming (bu) Shi, the daughter of a senior executive at Apple, rarely left behind the image of a rich and famous lady and spanked her daughter several times.

Xiang Beibei cried with tears all over his face and his voice became hoarse from crying.

Xiang Zichuan was sitting on the sofa, flipping through the message records sent by Xiang Beibei.

The more I watched it, the more I couldn’t laugh or cry.

In fact, the last time Xiang Beibei secretly used his account to send messages, he had already taught him a lesson when he came back.

Unexpectedly, today she secretly took his device to scold Wen Jiu again.

"Dad, dad..." Xiang Beibei began to change his strategy and begged Xiang Zichuan for mercy.

Xiang Zichuan usually loves this daughter who is dear to his heart, but this time, he did not go over to plead for mercy.

He asked her with a straight face: "Why do you scold this sister?"

Xiang Beibei cried and said: "The reason why you don't go home every day is because of this sister! She is the stinky mistress who ruined our family!"

In fact, Xiang Zichuan also guessed that Qiao Maoshi told Beibei about Wen Jiu's past.

And Beibei secretly used his account to curse people just to vent her anger.

Otherwise, how could a child know so much?

But he didn't go home...it wasn't all because of Wen Jiu.

He silently glanced at Qiao Maoshi.

The couple said nothing to each other, but the distance and alienation clearly spread between them.

Finally, Xiang Zichuan spoke first.

He smiled as if nothing had happened: "I came home late because I was busy with work and has nothing to do with anyone else. Shishi, don't be angry. Beibei is underage and can apply for a refund."

"Okay." Qiao Mingshi stopped her hand, "Go back to your room and do your homework!"

Xiang Beibei quickly ran back to the room.

Qiao Mingshi walked to Xiang Zichuan and leaned on his shoulder silently, with a bit of expectation: "Husband, tomorrow is Saturday. Our family has not gone out for an outing together for a long time. How about we go out for an outing together tomorrow?"

"No, I have to work overtime tomorrow."

Xiang Zichuan took her hand away, stood up and went to the study, "I have a lot of unfinished work now."

Qiao Mingshi watched his leaving figure quietly, her gentle and well-behaved eyes gradually turning into ice.


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