Rejecting 996, the capital of the whole world is broken

Chapter 57: The news spreads from person to person

"Did you see that, family members?"

"The truth has come out! The facts are already in front of us!"

"Song Wen spent 1796 million! 1796 million, my family! He bought a Rolls-Royce!"

"I want to apologize to my family first. I admit that I overestimated Song Wen and even thought that he might donate a little money to cover up his guilt."

"As a result, haha, he got the money from everyone just for his own enjoyment! This self-marketing scheme of his is very typical! So far, it has been defeated!"

Dayanger, a blogger with millions of fans, is definitely one of Song Wen's die-hard fans.
He has a mobile phone that has never left Song Wen's live broadcast room.

Whether it was a hard fight or he was the messenger of justice, he now thought he had won!
The flow rate has also increased significantly.

I even want to do a special topic criticizing Song Wen from now on.
Until this wave of traffic is completely used up.

Of course, the product link popped up again in his live broadcast room at this time.

A brief introduction to finding opportunities to seize opportunities.

This time he also had something to say, because he tied the word "real" to himself.

I make money by selling products, but I am honest. I have lowered the price for you, to the lowest on the entire Internet and even in the country! Isn’t it right for me to earn some hard-earned money from this?

Look again at Song Wen, who you previously thought was very down-to-earth and caring about everyone!

It's one trick after another. People make a big profit in a short period of time and then go back to enjoy their life.

Justice is in the hearts of the people, my friends!

As the saying goes, a journey of a thousand miles tests a horse's strength, and time reveals a person's true character, my friends!
I am the real person who treats my fans as my family!

What? How do I explain my house and car?

My friends, I am honest and I admit that a small part of my income is hard-earned through selling products.

But the bulk of the money comes from the fees earned from the manufacturers!

Advertising fees, promotion fees, and film remuneration! There are also labor fees for live streaming and so on!

The money I earn is theirs, and at the same time, I also bring everyone the best products and the lowest prices!

My family members, do you think it’s easy for me?

Some small anchors with hundreds of thousands of fans have better cars than mine, and I feel very anxious too!
But for the sake of conscience, I will never do such a thing as cutting leeks!

If my family members think highly of me and happen to have the goods they need, they will place an order.

I give you a promise, try it and taste it first when you get home, if it’s good, keep it, if not, return it to me directly!

I'll go argue with the manufacturer on your behalf!
We are real, we are a family!

The anchor Da Yanger was madly outputting in his own live broadcast room, and the crusade against Song Wen and the live broadcast of goods ended softly.
It makes people feel schizophrenic at first glance.
Take a closer look, hey! Is this a bad anchor?
It doesn’t matter whether you mention Song Wen or not, but this thing is really cheap!

It is absolutely true that it is the lowest price in the market!
And if you don't like it, you can return it. How can this be justified?
Song Wen, the protagonist who was criticized by Dayanger, still did not respond.

Even the audience who had previously argued for Song Wen stopped talking.

It's not that they gave up resistance.
But they are clear-headed, just like Song Wen, they regard him as a clown. As for those so-called family members who are stubborn and unrepentant, that has nothing to do with us.

Just like that, the audience in Song Wen's live studio all seemed to like Song Wen.
Everyone even gave themselves a slightly playful nickname, Wen Hua Ren.
"That clown is yelling again, not even tired of it. I watched it three times in three different time periods today, and it was the same damn rhetoric all the time."

"I watched it for a while too. No one in the comments asked a certain question, but he pretended someone asked it. It was so embarrassing. The things he sold were indeed cheap, but I would never buy them!"

"Okay, forget about that idiot. What he wants is for others to care about him. We should just ignore him like Brother Song did. But then again, Brother Song won't be staying in the Internet cafe these days, right?"

"That shouldn't be the case. This show probably won't let Brother Song stay like this. Besides, isn't that beautiful girl Jiayi going to take Brother Song out for a walk? Hehehe, I just don't know if it can be broadcast live."

"That's superficial, brother. I mean it wasn't just Jiayi. It was said that there was also a stewardess who lost her way on the plane."

The audience is actually used to watching this seemingly frozen picture.
After all, this is the case most of the time in Room 10.

Everyone has long regarded this live broadcast room as a safe haven, where they can speak freely and share their joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.

Even if you just quietly look at this picture, you can feel a sense of comfort and peace.

This may be the only paradise where everyone can escape from reality and internal conflicts.

Even though the owner of this place hasn't said a word to them so far, it doesn't matter.

If I have to say regrets, there are some.

But after the cameraman received a phone call, this regret was about to be resolved!
"Song Wen, is it convenient? It just so happens that you are busy. I have something to discuss with you."

After receiving the notice from the program team, the cameraman came to Song Wen to communicate. Coincidentally, Song Wen's game ended with a
No one was surprised, because Mr. Song had never had a good time.
It's just that his big mouth often makes opponents give up, and the mouth of a bandit is the hardest to defend against.

"explain."

Having just lost the game, Song Wen was obviously in a bad mood. After all, he hadn't had time to scold his teammates yet.
"It's like this. After discussion with the program team, we decided to assign you a job in the next few days."

"Listen to me first!"

"First of all, you have to keep your job. This is what was signed in the previous contract. This is what they said, not me."

"Then the production team also took into account the various situations you faced, which were quite special."

"So I decided to be the anchor during the few days you're in the capital!"

"The director means that this job is not too tiring and does not require any constraints from others. It is quite suitable for you."

"Of course, since it's a job, the cost will be covered by the program team. You only need to broadcast for four hours a day, and the remuneration will be based on the price of your last gym job, 800 yuan!"

After listening to the cameraman's words, Song Wen closed his eyes, as if thinking.

At the same time, the entire production crew in another city was staring at the screen nervously.
After a while, Song Wen finally opened his eyes and slowly spoke under the gaze of the audience, the cameraman, and the entire program crew:
"Fine,"

At this point, the entire program crew breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before he could relax, Song Wen continued:
"But this is the capital city where prices are skyrocketing and every inch of land is valuable. So many people come here from far away to work just to earn more money."

"so,"

The next sentence, the cameraman, all the audience in the live broadcast room, and all the members of the program team, in different cities and different environments, tacitly said in unison with Song Wen:

"You have to pay more!"

(End of this chapter)