Chapter 393

At night, the City neon flashes. On the square in front of the department store, a bright fountain rises into the sky and spreads all over the sky. The water in the pool keeps rolling and changing, sometimes blue and sometimes red. People stop and watch.

This is the downtown center of Jinhua City - Bobby street.

At the moment, it is the peak of the night. The deafening music of the surrounding bars continues to ring. Outside, there are brilliant lights and people. The lifelike peacock lamp adds a bit of brilliance to this beautiful city.

"Old fellow iron, hurry up to send a wave of gifts, up to half an hour. We read TV's boss, Mr. Lin, the chairman of the company behind the Zhen Long company, and will come here by car. Do you want to know what the young legendary boss looks like? When the presents are gone, the answer will be announced soon!"

Next to the fountain, a young man in a suit, in his thirties and sixties, with the latest hairstyle, sunglasses and a little face value, was holding a selfie pole, with a mobile phone on it, and said excitedly to the camera.

[awesome, gave out a sports car]

[you don't understand my loneliness. I sent out three tofu]

[Zhiyong took me to eat sauna chicken and gave me a hot pot]

[Rabbit candy, sent out a bowl of spicy hot]

……

The bullet screen on the mobile phone screen continues to roll, and gifts continue to brush.

It can be seen that the anchor's popularity is not bad.

The title of the live studio is also eye-catching. It's called "Wu Shao's story of picking up girls outdoors. I'm crazy about reading TV boss tonight."

"Ha ha, thank you old fellow for the reward. Now that it's still early, let me sing a song for you. What are you going to hear? Do you want to have a first call?"

Wu Shao said with a smile.

"OK, let's start shouting wheat. Wu Shao's old friend shouted wheat hard."

"Yes, I haven't heard Wu Shaomai for a long time. Hurry up!"

"Well shouted, the rocket will be delivered later!"

The audience were excited one by one and urged Wu Shao to shout quickly.

Wu Xiao laughed and said, "the old fellow is talking. What do you say?"

With that, Wu Shao went to an open place, took out a microphone from his backpack and connected his mobile phone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, redyson press sharp. Next, I'll send you a song" I drink and vomit alone ". I hope you drink more and vomit more!"

"Come on, shake your hands and clap!"

Verb times, verb times!

With the sound of music DJ, Wu Shao began to shake slowly in situ, with an intoxicated face.

Some passers-by were curious and came to see it.

"One person, I drink and vomit. I'm so happy when I'm full. They are good brothers. They're autistic when drinking. Beauty, you promise with your body, and your brother holds you at night..."

As soon as the shouting came out, there were more and more passers-by because of the large movement. In a short time, it made this fast place a little traffic jam.

Although the live broadcast has been a normal industry, everyone still likes to watch it.

The barrage, the refresh speed is even faster.

Gifts are one after another.

"Ah, listen carefully. Such a great shout is rare now!"

"Yes, drinking and vomiting alone is the representative work of MC scholar. Unexpectedly, Wu Shao can interpret it so well!"

"Wu Shaozhen is a singer who was delayed by the live broadcast!"

"66666, this wave must be rewarded!"

[cover the milk gown and send out two eggs]

[sister MC ghost, send out a hot pot]

[technical director, send out ten blood bottles]

[the domineering boss pulls the girl and sends out a group of flowers]

[dad's father is grandma, send out a rocket]

……

Seeing that someone sent the carrier, Wu Xiao was not excited. "Ha ha ha, thank you all for your support. Just now, the old fellow who said he sent the rocket did not break his promise," he said.

Different from the barrage audience, the onlookers were obviously confused about why the song was so hot and looked at Wu Shao with blank eyes.

Wu Shao doesn't care. Anyway, as long as the atmosphere comes.

Taking advantage of the heat, he hurriedly said: "next, I'll give you an original song by MC Zhiyong," I'm the black astringent club ". I hope you like it!"

Then the music sounded, and Wu Shao sang again... Or shouted:

"Yo Yo, I'm a black astringent club. The women chasing me have to line up. I'm Zuo Qinglong and white tiger. I smell a Mickey Mouse in the middle. My big underpants..."

While singing, an old man in a worn cotton padded jacket, about 80 years old, wheeled a small stove car and walked slowly over.

Maybe he was too old. He staggered and coughed from time to time. Every step seemed a little difficult.

The cold wind roared and was so cold that he got into the old man's ragged clothes that he shivered.

This scene is in sharp contrast to the passers-by around.

Everyone is wearing thick and beautiful cotton padded jacket. Only the old man's clothes are so thin.

At this time, Wu Shao's shouting ended. He was asking the audience for a reward. Unfortunately, the old man just passed by and pushed the stove car in front of him.

"Sell baked sweet potatoes. Does anyone want to bake sweet potatoes? Sweet and sweet baked sweet potatoes!"

The old man saw that there were many people in this area. Although he didn't know what the situation was, he thought it was an opportunity to do business, so he shouted.

He is a lonely old man who makes a living by selling baked sweet potatoes every day.

Although it is cold in winter, baked sweet potatoes will sell better than other seasons, so even if it is more than 10 p.m., he still has no plan to go home, but wants to sell more, so that he can eat some meat tomorrow.

"Hey, you old man, why are you in the middle of the road?"

Wu Shao, who was interacting with the audience, suddenly saw the old man standing next to him. His face suddenly turned black and scolded impatiently.

"Sell sweet potatoes, sweet and sweet baked sweet potatoes!"

The old man had bad ears and didn't know that Wu Shao was talking to him.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

Wu Shao was impatient, rushed over and pushed the old man, "are you fucking deaf?"

The poor thin old man stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"What... What's the matter?"

The old man was a little flustered.

"You're in my way. Don't you see me performing here? Get away!"

Wu Shao pointed to the old man and scolded angrily.

He is happy to interact with the audience. Seeing that another wave of gift reward is coming, there is a bad old man. He can't bake sweet potatoes. It's really annoying!

"No... sorry, I'm leaving now!"

The old man apologized and turned to leave.

"Wu Shao, buy a sweet potato!"

"Yes, yes, I want to see Wu eat less sweet potatoes!"

"An anchor eats sweet potatoes live and earns 100000 a month!"

At this time, the barrage began to coax.

Wu Shao was stunned and quickly called the old man, "Hey, don't go yet, old man. I'll buy you a sweet potato. How much is it?"

"Five dollars," said the old man.

"Wechat." Wu Shao picked up his mobile phone.

"What?" the old man was at a loss.

"Wechat scanning code, can't you understand people?" Wu Shao said wearily.

"I, I don't know how to do it..."

The old man said helplessly.

He doesn't need wechat at all. He sells baked sweet potatoes in cash.

"I'm really convinced that there are still people who can't scan codes with their mobile phones these fucking days!"

Wu Shao snorted, took out a ten yuan from his body, handed it to the old man and said, "ten yuan, don't change."

"Thank you."

The old man took the money, but he still found five yuan for Wu Shao.

Wu Shao looked sarcastic.

Five dollars to find, poor B is poor B!

The old man took out a sweet potato from the oven and was about to hand it to Wu Shao.

At this time, Wu Shao suddenly shouted excitedly, "shit, thank you for the five rockets sent by my little brother Ju! Thank you, Goliath!"

The old man was startled and his hands trembled. The sweet potato fell directly on Wu Shao's clothes.

Suddenly, the half peeled sweet potato on the suit was stained with a layer of dirt.

"Fuck!"

Wu Shao's eyes widened, and then he was shocked and angry: "you bad old man, are you intentional? Do you know how much my suit costs? What the fuck are you doing?"

"Yes... Sorry!"

The old man panicked and hurriedly apologized: "I didn't mean it, just now..."

"I didn't mean to fart! I bought this dress for 5000 yuan. You pay me now!"

Wu Shao was angry and defeated the evil way.

He's so angry!

For today's live broadcast, he specially changed into such expensive clothes, but he was dirtied by a bad old man!

"How much is it?"

With trembling hands, the old man took out a pile of crumpled money from his pocket.

"Five thousand yuan, you must compensate me at least two thousand!" Wu Shao snorted.

"Two thousand?" the old man said in horror, "but... I don't have so much money!"

"Don't fucking pretend!"

Wu Shao grabbed the old man's collar and said fiercely, "if you can't get two thousand, I'll smash your roast donkey!"

The old man was so frightened that he trembled, "PATA", knelt on the ground and cried, "Sir, please, I have hundreds of dollars all over my body. I really can't take out two thousand!"

"Fuck, you bad old man, don't do this! If I put my words here, you don't pay, I won't believe Wu unless I dismantle your oven!"

Wu Shao kept swearing.

Some of the onlookers nearby could not see past and began to scold one after another.

"The old man is getting old. I think it's OK."

"Yes, I've knelt down for you. Why don't you have any compassion?"

"You're right. It's too much!"

Wu Shao looked at them disdainfully and said, "I have no sympathy? That's because things didn't fall on you, otherwise you would be more extreme than me!"

"It's so nice to say one by one. You can compensate for two thousand yuan?"

As soon as this was said, the passers-by bowed their heads and felt guilty.

Sympathy is compassion. If they can't see it, they can't see it, but they can't do it at their own expense.

"Two thousand, I'll give it to you."

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

The crowd dispersed, and an ordinary young man came slowly.

Wu Shao looked at him up and down, then sneered, "Oh, you're so shabby. Are you really going to give me two thousand for the old man?"

The young man didn't talk nonsense. He took out two thousand yuan from his body and threw it on Wu Shao's face.

Pop!

Banknotes were scattered all over the floor.

Wu Shao was so angry that he shivered: "you fucking dare..."

Pop!

Another stack of banknotes was thrown out, still hitting Wu Shao in the face.

"This..."

Wu Shao was stunned.

Just because the money that the youth smashed out for the second time was obviously much thicker than the first time, at least three or four thousand.

"Is that enough?"

The young man said coldly, "if it's not enough, stand at attention, and!"

"Still... And?"

Wu Shao swallowed his saliva.

Pop!

third time!

Fourth time!

Fifth time!

Sixth time!

Seventh time!

With a big box in his hand, the young man grabbed money from it and smashed it in Wu Shao's face one after another.

This scene was seen by the audience in the live broadcasting room and immediately exploded!

"Lying trough, where is this local tyrant? It's awesome!"

"I envy Wu Shao. I want to be hit by money like him!"

"66666, Wu Shao earned a lot today!"

The bystanders were also amazed.

The first time I saw someone come out to uphold justice was to smash money at villains.

Be reasonable, this villain, they also want to be

Wu Shao trembled with excitement!

Although it's humiliating, if you can get so much money, you'll lose face!

"Old man, I bought all your baked sweet potatoes. It's so cold. Go back and have a rest early." the young man said to the old man.

"You... You've bought it all. Can you finish eating? You can't waste it." the old man hesitated and said.

The young man smiled, then looked at the crowd and said, "I'll invite everyone to eat baked sweet potatoes. Give me this face, just one. You must eat it and don't waste it!"

Hearing that a local tyrant invited him to dinner, passers-by were naturally happy and ran one by one to get sweet potatoes.

Soon, all the sweet potatoes in the oven, including those that had not yet been baked, were robbed.

"Thank you, sir. You are a good man."

The old man said gratefully in tears.

Finally, he made a deep bow and left with difficult steps.

After the old man left, the young man turned around, looked at Wu Shao jokingly and said, "do you still want it?"

"Is that ok?"

Wu Shao said expectantly.

"Of course."

The corner of the young man's mouth made an arc, "as long as you kneel down and learn to bark, I'll give it to you."

"What?"

Wu Shao was stunned and then became angry: "what the fuck do you mean? What's the identity of Lao Tzu Wu Shao? Why should I kneel down for you? Who do you think you are?"

The young man was not angry, but patted his box and said with a smile, "there are about two million in it. Are you sure you don't think about it?"

"Two... Two million?"

Wu Shao was stunned.

There was also an uproar among the crowd!

Where did this local tyrant come from? He brought so much money when he went out?

Wu Shao is a job hopping TV anchor. He has a certain popularity in the previous live broadcasting company, and his monthly income of 30000 or 40000 is not a problem.

Now, two million is in front of him, which can reduce the number of five years of struggle!

How can he remain unmoved?

"No? Oh, forget it."

The young man smiled and picked up the box to go.

"No, don't go!"

Wu Shao panicked. Of course, he can't miss the opportunity to take two million yuan for nothing.

Immediately, as soon as he bit, he knelt on the ground and barked.

"Woof, woof, woof, woof!"

This amused the passers-by and burst into laughter.

But some people also envy Wu Shao. Although it is a shame to kneel down in public to learn dog barking, they will probably do it if they can take two million yuan for nothing.

"Well, I learned. Where's the money?"

Wu Shao said excitedly.

"Here you are."

The young man threw the box directly to Wu Shao.

Wu Shao couldn't wait to open the box.

But there was nothing inside!

Wu Shao was stunned at first. Then he raised his head angrily and shouted, "dare you lie to me? Two million? Where's the fucking two million?"

The young man smiled and said, "in your dream."

"Grass NIMA's!"

Realizing that Wu Shao was so angry that his face turned white, he suddenly got up and rushed at the young man.

However, before he could get close, the young man suddenly raised his foot, kicked it out like lightning and kicked it on his lower abdomen.

"Ouch!"

Wu Shao screamed and fell heavily to the ground.

"Even scum like you dare to ask me for money? Do you deserve it?"

The young man sneered.

"Good! Good fight!"

"This kind of scum is not worth beating!"

"I've seen him unhappy for a long time. What's singing there? It's terrible. The lyrics have no connotation. The most important thing is that they don't respect the old man. It's time to fight!"

The audience applauded when they saw this scene.

Wu Shao got up awkwardly from the ground, pointed to the young man, gnashing his teeth and said, "OK, wait for me, I --"

Creak——

Just then, several luxury cars suddenly came from one place and stopped in front of them.

The first luxury car is a black business Mercedes Benz.

Wu, who was about to say cruel words, saw this scene. As soon as his face changed, he quickly closed his mouth.

Of course he knows the car!

The owner of this car is Chen Wei, general manager of crazy reading TV company!

"Fuck, I almost forgot that manager Chen is coming to pick up the Chairman... No, no, I have to be patient first!"

Wu Shaoyi patted his head and forced his anger down.

Several cars in the back opened, and several executives of crazy TV company came out.

A bodyguard figure came to the business Benz and opened the door.

A young man in a suit came out of the car.

It's Chen Wei.

Wu Shao swallowed his saliva, hurried up, smiled politely and said, "Hello, general manager Chen, I am..."

"Go away!"

The bodyguard shouted coldly and pushed Wu Shao away impolitely.

Chen Wei, without even looking at him, walked directly in front of him and came to the young man before him.

Wu Shao looked puzzled and wondered what manager Chen was doing?

Next, a scene that stunned him appeared

Chen Wei lowered his head and said respectfully to the young man in front of him:

"Welcome back, big boss."