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

Chapter 9 The Broker

The sentence "Dad is not tired" made some people in the live broadcast room cry.

This is Chinese-style parents!

They are not good at words and expressions, but they are sincerely fighting for the children.

"Okay, thank you Brother Zhao."

"This is the end of today's live broadcast, goodbye."

"Ah--bye bye."

The camera in the live broadcast room suddenly disappeared.

But the netizens in front of the camera actually have a feeling of unfinished business.

At this moment, Feng Yin, who was at the center of the topic, went to the contractor to collect the money with Brother Zhao.

After receiving the money, Feng Yin also added Brother Zhao's WeChat account. The two brothers said kindly: "Brother Zhao, let each other know if there is any work in the future."

Brother Zhao looked at his mobile phone, he never thought that Feng Yin would add him on WeChat.

"Okay, no problem, do you really want to work?"

"Of course, didn't you say it all? I'm short of money, and there are many living people who don't need me."

Feng Yin raised nine fingers without any embarrassment and said: "I owe others money, nine figures. How can I do it if I don't do it?"

"I'm going first, Brother Zhao."

The honest brother Zhao nodded his head, and the next second there was a dinger on the phone, and Fengyin's friend sent a message.

Brother Zhao clicked on it, a transfer red envelope, and leave a message below to include money for live streaming, thank you.

"This this---"

Brother Zhao really didn't know what to do, so he borrowed the mobile phone and returned the money.

Feng Yin probably knew about Big Brother Zhao's entanglement, and sent another sentence later: Please, don't make me have another creditor!
Brother Zhao finally received a transfer of 20 yuan, feeling unspeakably comfortable in his heart.

Feng Yin at the other end, took the bus, it happened to be noon, there were not many people on the bus, and she happened to have a seat.

From wearing books, self-rescue in the sea to carrying cement to live broadcast, she is really a little tired.

However, it is important to get down to business first.

'Small five, thirty-seven ratio, exchange. '

'Drip—in exchange—add 2 to the life value, and the rationalized money is 9000 yuan. '

After being busy for nearly a day, in exchange for being able to live for 6 days, I earned a total of 1 yuan from the system, which is still far from more than [-] million yuan.

However, she only needs heat in exchange for health and money.

The replacement ratio of life value will never change, 1 heat is exchanged for one day, and the exchange ratio of money is currently [-]:[-], [-] heat is exchanged for [-] yuan.

However, the money exchange ratio can be adjusted. When the popularity increases, she can change the ratio, one to three, one to five, etc., earning [-] for [-], or even more.

So the core of everything is still heat.

Heat exchange, no matter black or red, as long as it is hot.

So... the live broadcast like today's slanted sword must continue.

Feng Yin squinted her eyes and thought about the next live broadcast, but she was probably too tired, the moment she closed her eyes, she fell asleep.

"Di la di la - di di di -"

"Your phone is ringing? Girl, your phone!"

Feng Yin was woken up by being pushed awake by the aunt next to her. She was so scared that the aunt moved a place, so she should stay away.

Feng Yin rubbed his face, tried to open his eyes, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and called back with a yawn, the blurred vision didn't make it clear who it was, the call was connected.

"Feng Yin, Sister Cheng wants you to come to the company."

The voice is very small, a little thin, and the footsteps are louder than the voice of talking, probably walking on the opposite side.

"Sister Cheng saw your hot search, be careful when you come."

Feng Yin didn't speak, but picked up the phone and glanced at it, then put it back to his ear and asked, "Who are you?"

"Ah——-I am Li Sanyi."

Li Sanyi... oh... the agent of the original owner.

No wonder she couldn't remember it. This person's early existence was extremely low, and with the notes given to him by the original owner, she really didn't remember it for a moment.

Feng Yin looked at the time and asked a question that was irrelevant.

"Li Sanyi, is the company canteen in charge of meals?"

(End of this chapter)