The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 175 If Master Fox says it’s good, then it’s good!
[Wish fulfilled: V me five hundred thousand knives (Chen Nian, feared for his exceptional abilities, is caught up in a power struggle within the gang's upper echelons. Realizing he's become a scapegoat, Chen Nian secretly swears to Mazu and Master Fuli that whoever can help him through this difficult time, when he returns to the underworld, will be the first in command, and whoever helps him will be the second in command!)]

"Good guy! I'm just a good guy!"

"You, you didn't remember Master Fuli when you were looking at that big guy in the bar, but now you remember me when you're trapped in prison?"

After seeing the wishes on the wish list clearly, the joy on Ansheng's cheeks froze and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

From the details of the wish list, we can roughly see Chen Nian’s recent situation.

Because he made money quickly and spent money lavishly, he went to various high-end places every day, unconsciously attracting some gang members to follow him, and it seemed that he gradually formed a small group with a field doctor.

However, due to the gang's struggle for power, he was framed by his own boss for tax evasion and was thrown into prison.

"Some foreigners don't treat me well, so now you are embarrassed, right?" An Sheng complained.

That guy Chen Nian, I’m afraid he has never suffered such a big loss since he was a child, right?

As for Chen Nian, during the time when he was promoted to RPG Emperor, Ansheng asked about his family in the village.

His father made money by contracting tea fields in his early years. After the lease of the tea fields expired, he invested tens of millions of cash in the tea field-related supporting facilities in Changxi Town. Now he basically just waits for dividends every year.

His mother seemed to be a head nurse or a chief nurse, and it was said that she had a wide network of contacts.

Although Chen Nian was not born with a silver spoon in her mouth.

But he is definitely not as good as the best but better than the worst. He has never suffered any loss since he was a child. The only time he suffered a loss was probably when he spent money but still couldn't get any traffic.

Well. Not only was she slandered and secretly photographed that time, but Chen Nian's face was swollen from being beaten, and those bootlickers were pressed to the ground and rubbed wildly.

He was suspended from school for reflection because of that incident, which resulted in him going from a poor student to an American student.

"Since I've eaten the eggs your mother cooked, Master Fuli will give you a hand. I can't guarantee whether you can get out or not."

An Sheng shook her head. Chen Nian was on America's side. Their family's connections and money were of no use at all and could not affect America.

Let Lin Ying do a favor and hire a good lawyer to try to get Chen Nian deported!
Being illegally deported and imprisoned is definitely better than staying in America and being fed like a crispy puff.

"Xiao An! Look towards the camera."

Just as An Sheng was thinking about Chen Nian's matter, Yu Xueqing, who was sitting in front of the tea stall, greeted An Sheng:

"Say hello to the uncles and aunts in the live broadcast room! Today, let's take the uncles and aunts in the live broadcast room to visit the tea fighting competition."

"Hey!"

Ansheng looked into the live broadcast room and saw that after a period of operation, Aqing's account had about three thousand followers. In the live broadcast room, because today happened to be the weekend, there were also about a hundred people watching the live broadcast.

An Sheng adjusted his position, squatted on the table and scanned it. Then, with a startled expression, he looked at Ah Qing and asked, "Where's the tea? Where's our tea leaves?"

Apart from tea sets, there was nothing else related to tea on the table at the tea stall.

An Sheng couldn't help but look at A Qing who was broadcasting live on her phone with a confused look on her face.

"Master, master~ aren't we hunting? Foxy didn't see the bait! Could it be that Master is going to open the skull of the prey with his bare hands?"

The little fox's puzzled whimper turned into a questioning sentence and penetrated into Yu Xueqing's mind.

"The tea leaves are at Dad's place, but we won't be talking about tea live today."

Yu Xueqing was a little unhappy. She glanced at Mo Yiqing beside her and said with a little dissatisfaction:
"Momo said we'd starve to death if we sold tea, so we might as well take advantage of the low number of followers and transform into a cute pet anchor."

"They also said that since we're selling products anyway, it's better to livestream something interesting to attract more attention, which will increase the probability of selling tea."

Focusing on the vertical classification of tea culture can attract a group of tourist fans who are interested in this aspect.

However, tea culture is a niche thing on platforms that mainly target young people.

You've said so much, so let me ask you, which is more delicious, your tea or my three-dollar bottle of iced black tea?

Especially after seeing Aqing's salary slip, Mo Yiqing suggested that Aqing try to change her career path.

Regardless of whether it is a vertical category or not, those who are willing to give rewards and spend money in your live broadcast room are basically concentrated when the little fox appears. Moreover, as a pet blogger, you also have unique advantages and talents.

Really, don’t do a live broadcast on tea culture. Instead, go to the fisherman’s room, use your ability to communicate with small animals to call a group of big fish, and humiliate the fisherman crazily.

I guarantee with my chest, it will be a hit!
Mo Yiqing suggested that Aqing give it a try, and she was willing to help reward Aqing to increase her popularity.

Aqing was somewhat persuaded.

She is a person who cannot sit still. Sitting in front of the tea table every day is very boring. If Aqing were to choose for herself, she would actually prefer to go to the mountains or play by the pond.

"Let's transform. Did the fox sell its ditch?"

An Sheng looked at Ah Qing blankly, then said thoughtfully, "If it's about selling fox gutters, we're familiar with each other, but I think we need to renegotiate the salary distribution!"

"After all. Hey hey hey?"

An Sheng teased with a serious face, but before he could finish his words he was picked up by A Qing.

Aqing put Ansheng on her shoulder and signaled the little fox to put his hind legs on her shoulder bag.

Yu Xueqing eats three bowls of rice in one meal. She may not be outstanding in other aspects, but her strength can shock Ansheng.

Carrying a 14-pound little fox on one shoulder was no big deal for Yu Xueqing.

"Go and try it! I'll help you watch the tea stall!" Mo Yiqing looked at Aqing and greeted her with a smile.

"Ok!"

Aqing nodded heavily, and before leaving, she gently hugged her good sister, feeling a little emotional.

Although she did not live on campus in high school.

But Aqing also heard about all kinds of weird things happening between the boarding students, and even heard about some students bringing their boyfriends back to the dormitory to have sex parties in public.

When Aqing was in college, she didn't have any requirements for her roommates. She just hoped to meet some normal people.

After three years of getting along.

Time has proven that my roommates are not only normal people, but also warm-hearted and kind people.

Rich, generous and enthusiastic Mo Mo.

An actor who likes to cuddle and make people laugh.

Tang You of Cyber Gun Battle Tian Khan.

"Xiao An! Come and try this!" Yu Xueqing broke away from the dignified appearance of a tea artist and strolled around the venue. When she saw anything that interested her, she would go straight up to it.

Aqing took the disposable spoon from the tea stall, took a sip of the Tieguanyin they were selling, and tasted it.

After tasting it, Aqing blew it cool naturally and then handed it to Ansheng to try.

"slightly--"

An Sheng tasted it once and immediately stuck out his tongue, whimpering in dissatisfaction, "Bah! Roasting it without annealing and selling it directly, it smells like ash and alkali!"

"Our Fox Master doesn't like it!"

Aqing rubbed the little fox, her face full of joy, looked at the audience in the live broadcast room, and spoke with confidence.

(End of this chapter)