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Chapter 126 Going to find Mom? Douyu Mid-Year Conference? Strange?
Large tears slid down her cheeks.

Lancer hugged Jinbao tightly, sobbing.

"it……"

Nan Shu paused, as if she had noticed something, her words suddenly stopped, and she abruptly looked up at the camera.

Lancer trembled, seemingly in disbelief, and slowly lowered his head, only to see that the eyes that had always been staring at him had closed at some point...

"Jinbao?"

Lancer called out softly, his tone filled with anticipation, hoping that Jinbao would still be able to open his eyes a crack and respond to him, just like before, even when he was so sleepy he couldn't stay awake any longer.

but.

He was disappointed.

Jinbao remained motionless, the temperature in his arms was dropping, and Lanser felt as if a large hole had been torn in his chest, letting in the cool air.

Lancer could only instinctively hug Jinbao tightly in his arms, bury his head in its fur, and cry his heart out.

Nan Shu's lips tightened, her gaze lowered, and her fingertips unconsciously squeezed the heart-shaped prop in her hand. She sighed softly.

Gao's father silently hugged Gao Gao tightly in his arms, and Gao Gao seemed to sense something and whimpered.

Old Liu waved to his dog, Da Huang. Da Huang looked at the remaining fish in Zhong Huang's pot, then at Old Liu, and finally turned its head to face Old Liu, starting to feast on Zhong Huang's leftovers.

Old Liu: ...Hey!

Old Liu strode forward, grabbed Big Yellow in his arms before it could finish eating the leftovers, and held it tightly with both hands.

Ah!
This is the love between a father and son!
Big Yellow, who hadn't even gotten a bite of the leftovers: ...Feed me peanuts!
After venting his emotions, Lancer secretly wiped his eyes with his sleeve. Jinbao in his arms was starting to stiffen, but he still refused to let go.

He forced a smile.

"I'm so sorry, everyone must have seen this."

Mr. Gao frowned. "If you don't want to laugh, then don't."

These words almost broke Lancer's defenses again, and his eyes turned red once more.

Dad raised his hand to his forehead and sighed, "I'll check the plane tickets and bring Gao Gao over to stay with you for a few days."

Lancer moved his lips. He and Gao's father were friends, but even friends are most afraid of troubling each other.

Lancer wasn't one to trouble others, and he was about to refuse, but in the end he didn't say it.

Perhaps he should listen to Jinbao and try a different approach to life.

Instead of spending every day doing nothing but live streaming, confining himself to that square room.

"Okay, Brother Gao, thank you."

Mr. Gao waved his hand.

Why are you saying this?

Lancer composed himself and eventually ended the broadcast.

[Lan is still strong. If it were my old friend of over ten years, I probably would be crying my eyes out by now.]

That's just how it is with owning a pet; everyone has to go through this eventually, it's just a matter of time.

I was just feeling sentimental, hugging my unfilial son tightly, when he swiped my claws at me...

"Xiao Nan, I'll end my broadcast now."

Mr. Gao glanced at the plane ticket; there was one in the early morning, and he needed to pack his bags now to get there as time was running out.

"it is good."

Nan Shu nodded. "Be careful on the road."

Mr. Gao smiled and agreed, then disconnected the phone. Old Liu coughed lightly, "Well, Xiao Nan, I also have some things to take care of."

Little Pearl's big fish got away, and her dad just pulled her aside to coax her, but after trying for a long time without success, he's now calling Old Liu over to help.

"Okay, bye-bye, Brother Liu."

Nan Shu waved her hand.

"Goodbye, Xiao Nan."

Old Liu also left the chat channel.

Nan Shu sighed softly, glanced at the comments section still filled with sadness, and clapped her hands. "Okay, I'll send out another lucky bag red envelope. Everyone, don't be too sentimental. It's most important to cherish the present."

【我爱吃鱼：嗯，小南说得对】    【我爱吃鱼打赏主播一路有你能*1、2、3……99】（17999斗币）

After giving the tip, Yudan saw his pet owner pick up another phone and open a flight booking app.

Wei Yue turned his head to look at the fish balls.

His dark eyes were filled with laughter. "Fishball, shall Daddy take you to find Mommy?"

Fish Ball: "Meow?"

"Thank you for the tip, Brother Fish."

Nan Shu's almond-shaped eyes curved into a smile as she tapped the screen with her fingertip. "Lucky bags are being distributed."

The lucky bags were quickly snapped up, and the lucky winner was a new fan.

"Thank you for following me, user 201559527-SE. If you enjoy watching Xiaonan's live stream, please click the little red heart and give me a fan light stick!"

This…baby?
Nan Yannian stared at the screen, his cold and stern face reflected in it.

Goosebumps involuntarily rose all over my body.

Nan Yannian thought for a moment and changed his username to YY.

【YY tip the streamer with hearts & 1】(1 Dou Coin)

"Thank you for your kindness, YY baby. YY baby, would you like a red envelope or to connect online?"

Nan Shu propped her head up and asked.

Connecting... is impossible.

[YY: Red Envelope]

"Okay, YY baby, send me your contact information in the backend later, and I'll send you a red envelope."

YY: Okay

Nan Yannian thought for a moment, then clicked on Nan Shu's profile picture and sent her his personal contact information via the backend.

Just as I was about to continue working while listening to the live stream, my phone vibrated twice.

It's a WeChat message.

Upon seeing the sender's name, Nan Yannian raised an eyebrow.

Jingxing: [Is the Douyu Streamer Mid-Year Conference held in the middle of the month?]

Douyu is a popular product under the entertainment sector of the Nanshi Group.

Wei Jingxing owns 10% of the shares, and as a shareholder, it is perfectly reasonable for him to ask this question.

only……

He always seemed to quietly collect dividends without ever interfering with the main business or decision-making. What's wrong with him today?
Nan Yannian typed a reply on the keyboard.

【Hmm, what's wrong?】

Jingxing: [I remember the requirements for streamers at the mid-year conference were over one million followers or over one million in transaction volume in the first half of the year?]

Upon seeing this question, Nan Yannian subconsciously glanced at the gift points leaderboard in Nan Shu's live stream and immediately concluded that it had exceeded one million.

However, Nan Shu's account is a new account, opened in September, and is not included in the first half of the year's transaction volume.

In other words, even if Nan Shu is qualified, she can only participate in the annual conference to be held next year.

Nan Yannian: [Yes]

Jingxing: [Have all the invitations been sent out? I think that with the current market economic volatility and the large time span between mid-year and annual meetings, it's very easy to lose talent. Brother Nan, have you considered revising the participation criteria for the mid-year conference?]

Nan Yannian tapped the table with his fingertips, feeling that Wei Jingxing was acting strangely tonight.

But thinking about it carefully, it wasn't just Wei Jingxing who was acting strangely tonight; the second brother's behavior was no different from being possessed.

but……

Nan Yannian narrowed his dark eyes. What Wei Jingxing said wasn't without reason.

For example, providing appropriate benefits and preferential treatment to new streamers is a better way to retain them on the platform.

Nan Yannian: [Hmm, okay]

(End of this chapter)