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

Sure enough, Feng Yin couldn't be expected to say anything touching.

Feng Yin walked in front and started talking to the old man at the door again.

At this time, Feng Yin spoke sweetly and sincerely. After a few words, the old man who opened the door smiled and said, "Okay, I'll tell you. I don't care whether it works or not."

"This is a big deal, thank you."

Feng Yin stood at the door and waited with a smile, watching the old man make a phone call. A few minutes later, a middle-aged lady came out.

"Hello."

"Hello, I'm Feng Yin——"

"I know, I've watched your live broadcast."

Feng Yin didn't expect to meet live broadcast fans.I just don’t know if this is a negative fan or a casual fan. As for a true fan, it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack.

In terms of self-knowledge, Feng Yin has always done a good job.

Feng Yin briefly explained the purpose of his visit, and the middle-aged women looking across the door were dumbfounded.

"You - come to me to sell - wreaths, coffins, gold ingots?"

"Yes, there are also little paper figures."

As he spoke, Feng Yin took out his hand that had been behind his back, and a small paper man appeared.

"Look, how are my skills?"

"Hehehehe——"

The middle-aged woman opposite really didn’t know what to say.

"I know you're thinking about whether I have to get beaten, but sometimes when it comes to this, wouldn't it be better to prepare what you should be prepared for?"

"You haven't had time to make the decision in your own life, so why can't you still make the decision in your own funeral?"

"I'm telling you, there are so many benefits to arranging your own funeral first. Why don't you let me in and tell everyone about it."

Feng Yin put down the little paper figurine, patted his chest and said, "It's a good deal. Let's discuss the deal. If it's not a good deal, I'm willing to accept the punishment or get beaten." "Hehehehe, this girl is interesting, why don't we let her in?" Bar."

"I guess that's fine, I haven't met such a fun person for a long time."

Some old men wandered out from nowhere and talked to help, and finally Feng Yin finally managed to get in.

The three people behind followed him in a daze.

The moment the door opened, Feng Yin unleashed her unique "elderly" charm on several old men.

During the journey from the gate to the hall, she successfully captured the love of three people.

She knows astronomy from above and geography from below. No matter what the old man says, she can always answer it just right.

"Girl, you are not simple."

An old man glanced at Feng Yin several times with eyes full of wisdom.

In one sentence, if you feel comfortable with a person, the other person speaks just right, and you are happy every time, then this person is most likely making friends.

This means that the other person's IQ and EQ are probably much higher than yours, but they never show it in front of you.

Feng Yin, who was praised, smiled and reminded him that there were steps ahead.

"You can see my potential, which proves that you are not simple."

In one sentence, he praised himself and the other party, making the netizens in the live broadcast room consciously learn something.

However, Feng Yin, how many sides do you have?

Why is the attitude towards the elderly so different from their treatment?
At this time, Feng Yin had no time to reply.

She was already standing in a performance hall of the hospice, standing in the middle of a group of elderly people, and started today's speech sales.

"Death is our best friend when we are 80 years old."