Chapter 929 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (94)
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Ninety-four)
"…Today's live broadcast ends here. Thank you for watching. We will see you tomorrow at the same time."
Song Ning is now very experienced in live streaming, saying goodbye to the audience in the live broadcast room skillfully.
"It's so tiring. It turns out that not everyone can do a job like live streaming."
After stretching his limbs vigorously, Song Ning picked up his mobile phone, walked to the massage chair next to him and lay down. After starting the machine, he enjoyed it while ordering a takeaway for himself.
"Other options are too far away and I'm really hungry right now, so I'll just order some Lanzhou ramen from nearby."
After placing the order, he threw his phone aside and closed his eyes to rest.
The job of live streaming is more profitable than he imagined. Although he has played in five-person teams quite frequently recently, his previous performance in the unpopular national standard game has brought him a lot of popularity, and he has a number of relatively stable viewers.
Although the fifth row lost a group of viewers, the linkage also brought him a group of new fans, one positive and one negative. But because he got to know many other anchors in the fifth row, he also learned a lot of live broadcasting tips and some unspoken rules in the industry.
Although many of them are worse off than others, knowing them can help you take precautions.
And now that he has slowly adjusted the time of the live broadcast and stabilized it, he can also take care of Robot. I just wonder if he likes the takeaway ordered for Robot recently?
By the way, would it affect the unity of the team if he always orders takeout for Robot alone?
But the aunt who cooks at the base was actually carefully selected by him, and her cooking is very delicious. He also hired two aunts who can work in shifts to ensure that whenever the team members want to eat, there are aunts who have time to cook for them, so it shouldn't be too much of a favoritism, right?
In fact, even if he really favors one over the other, so what? Robot is always different in his heart.
The massage chair worked diligently. Song Ning tilted her head slightly, with a hint of dark circles under her eyes, her cheeks an unhealthy paleness, and her eyelashes rising and falling with her breathing. At first glance, she looked innocent and pitiful.
After slept for a while, Song Ning was suddenly woken up by a series of message alerts.
He woke up with a start and sat up from the massage chair that had stopped working, and subconsciously took out his mobile phone.
The message that Lemon QQ Candy sent him?
A thought flashed through Song Ning's mind quickly, and without time to think about it, his fingers unconsciously clicked on the series of messages.
After watching for less than three minutes, he pursed his pale lips and frowned.
Lemon QQ Candy seemed to have drunk too much. The series of messages she sent seemed a little unclear, but they were all about something between her and the money tree.
Song Ning thought about it and dialed the voice call.
He was not sure whether the other party was really awake when sending these messages. Although these messages only contained some issues about the relationship between the two of them, they already involved the other party's personal privacy.
If Lemon QQ Candy is not sober, then these private messages may not be sent by the other party.
As a friend, he has to stop Lemon QQ Candy.
"Hello? Who are you?"
Song Ning was very familiar with the voice that answered the phone call. It was indeed Lemon QQ Candy himself.
He breathed a sigh of relief but his brows were still furrowed.
"I'm Xiaoxiao, this is Qiuqiu, right? Have you been drinking? Are you out here alone or with friends?"
"No, I didn't drink."
Qiuqiu denied it outright, but her voice didn't sound very sober.
Song Ning had a headache. "Okay, okay, you didn't drink. Who did you hang out with? When do you plan to go back?"
"Why are we going back so early? We haven't planned to go back yet."
"You guys? Is there anyone else with you, your little sister or someone else?"
"You, you don't know him, why are you asking so many questions?"
The other party was obviously reluctant to answer these questions. Song Ning thought about it and patiently persuaded him, "Then send me the address. You should all have been drinking, right? I'll find a designated driver for you."
Lemon QQ Candy is a real rich woman. It is impossible for her to go out without a car, but she is not rich enough to have a private driver.
Moreover, if he contacts a designated driver, he can naturally ensure the other party's safety through the designated driver.
Song Ning thought about it and opened the APP to place an order. After a while of silence, someone actually reported the name of a bar.
"Okay, I've arranged it. He will be waiting for you at your door in an hour. I've paid him extra. Just call him when you leave."
It's unknown how long these people will continue drinking, and Song Ning can't send them messages all the time. It's better to spend more money and let the designated driver wait.
"Okay, thanks for the snacks."
Qiuqiu hung up the call, and her voice, which had been normal just now, suddenly choked up. Her bright eyes were full of mist as she looked at the man in front of her with black earrings.
"Are you satisfied? I told you that Snacks and I are just ordinary friends!"
The man sneered, "An ordinary friend cares so much about you that he would call a designated driver for you? And even pay extra for the designated driver to wait for you?"
"Snacks are actually very gentle and caring people. We are not what you think!"
"You better not be, and I better not let you two sit in a row together again. You're my woman, and you're sitting in a row with another man, laughing so happily all day? Do you remember whose girlfriend you are?"
Qiuqiu felt a chill in her heart when she heard this. She clenched the phone in her hand and tried to refute.
"Isn't it because you only play with your female fans now that I want to play with Xiaoxian and others? Every time I want to hang out with you, you say you don't have time?"
She was a little disheartened. "Are your female fans so important? You obviously weren't like this to me before."
"How many times have I told you that these are my bosses? How can I make money if I don't treat them better? Can you be more sensible? I'm working hard to make money for our future. Do you really want to be with a poor boy who has nothing?"
Qiuqiu's eyes dimmed as she listened to these words repeated countless times.
"Well, I've said it many times before. It doesn't matter whether you're rich or not. I don't care. I just want someone who loves me, treats me well, and cares about me. It's that simple."
"What do you mean? Now I'm working hard for our future, and you say this? Are you blaming me? Don't you understand that I'm working hard for our future, and you're running out and messing around with other girls and not keeping your duty, and you're blaming me?"
"That's not what I meant. I just want you to spend more time with me."
"Okay, I'll accompany you. You want me to accompany you, right? Then can you not say that your house is curfew and not go home tonight? How about I accompany you tonight?"