After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 137
Feng Yin successfully made Li Sanyi and the others feel embarrassed.

"Li Sanyi—come out and start a live broadcast!"

Li Sanyi, who was named, just felt that he had almost lost face in this life. He got out of the car with his head down, took the phone from Feng Yin's hand, raised his head, and started the live broadcast.

Following Feng Yin's shout, many people really came around.

These people surrounded the commercial vehicle under Li Sanyi's incomprehensible eyes, tried to reach up, and shouted: "Give me a red set."

"Bring me the pink one, the big one."

"Give me a man's swimming trunks."

Grab it.

Li Sanyi, who turned on the live broadcast, was quickly pushed back by the crowd.

[What scene is this?Isn't it Fengyin's live broadcast room? 】

【What is Feng Yin doing?That's underwear? 】

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze—81 sets, buy it now."

"Here's the red one."

"Brother, that size is too big for you. Come here."

"Sister, you listen to me, just wear this suit, and you will definitely be out of the circle."

Feng Yin collected the money enthusiastically, reminded everyone to scan the code, and accurately provided the appropriate size for everyone.

"Lin Yu, stock up! Not enough!"

"Oh!"

Lin Yu got out of the car carrying a black plastic bag, was dragged up from under the car by Feng Yin, and stood on the roof of the car as well.

"Open it and sell it!"

Lin Yu didn't understand what was going on, passively opened the plastic bag, took out one and bought another.

Several bags of goods were sold out before Li Sanyi and others figured it out.

At this time, Feng Yin was sitting on the roof of the car counting money.

"Three thousand and 200 yuan, plus the scan code, not bad, today's income is OK."

can?

Make a lot of money, okay?

Li Sanyi stepped forward in a daze, looked at Fengyin and asked his question.

"Why... did you sell it?"

Feng Yin shook the phone and said, "Didn't I come here last time, I joined their internal group."

"Today, a director came over temporarily to cast a role. It is a scene that requires underwear or swimsuits. Many people are not prepared. It is not easy to borrow underwear and swimsuits from others."

Feng Yin put a handful of banknotes into a plastic pocket, carried them casually, jumped off the roof of the car, called Li Sanyi to get on the car, and left.

Looking at the camera in the live broadcast room, Li Sanyi sighed and said, "No wonder Fengyin can make money."

A short-lived stall live broadcast is over.

In the car, Feng Yin took the live broadcast mobile phone and started chatting with netizens.

[Selling underwear is disgusting, so perverted! 】

[It's just a speculative trick. 】

[More than 3000 yuan, so happy to be like this, poor is poor, no vision. 】

These are all selected by Feng Yin, after all, there are not many scolding her now.

"This black fan, I don't care if you say I'm ugly, but you say I'm poor and can't make a fortune, so I'll bury you with my own hands, don't you believe it?"

"Speculation? All transactions in the world are speculation. You want to do something speculative, but unfortunately you don't have the IQ."

"Selling underwear is disgusting. Everything smells like shit. Don't wear it next time you go out."

"What's terrible about me, I'm poor and righteous."

Feng Yin, who has a stable output, is very happy chatting with netizens, and she is still suitable for her.

"Someone asked me to mic with me, and it's still a big account. What does this person want? Is it to rub my popularity?"

"The fact that I have a thick skin is nothing new, so there's no fuss."

(End of this chapter)