Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 971 The money is wrong

Jiang Wanyin thought that the accident of the last patient was already the biggest problem, but she didn't expect that when she was in the midst of desperation, she heard an exclamation from the live broadcast.

[Look, everyone, this reward is wrong. 】

[What's wrong? 】

【Intercepted!I tipped ten records just now, but only three were displayed, indicating that seven were cut off.I tipped 70 for one, and [-] for seven. 】

Needless to say, the one with the most money and money is Mo Aijun.

As soon as Mo Aijun's words were spoken, there was a chain reaction immediately.

[I'll go, I also missed a few rewards. 】

[I'm missing too. 】

[I'm missing too. 】

【Me too! 】

One stone stirred up a thousand waves. Many people didn't care about these reward records, but now they are all staring at the reward records. Even those who are interested will try to reward at least ten yuan a piece, even one reward. hundred dollars.

Then, according to the background program, seven rewards were also cut off.

If everyone suspected that they might have missed it before, but now that so many people are staring at it, can they still miss it?
[Oh my god, it was really stolen. 】

[My Yin, call the police, someone is using your live broadcast room to blackmail money. 】

[Yes, yes, yes, I must not be taken advantage of by these criminals. 】

【Aren't you the god of water? Use your supernatural powers to catch this black-hearted bastard. 】

[This shameless thing, it's not good to steal anyone's money, but he wants to steal my money, isn't this blackmailing me?kill him! 】

[I'm not in a hurry, we will help you get your money back. 】

Jiang Wanyin's brainless fans still believe in Jiang Wanyin completely, and they all come up with ideas to catch Jiang Wanyin's thief.

Mo Aijun was overjoyed, and immediately typed a line [Why don't you think Jiang Wanyin ate up the money by herself? 】

As soon as this sentence was typed, Mo Aijun was questioned by his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Jiang Wanyin's brainless fans crazily abused Mo Aijun, and Mo Aijun was so angry that his face turned black.

"Brother Shui, give me the data, let them open their dog eyes and take a good look, what exactly are they fans of!"

Fu Bao glanced at him indifferently, and then quickly entered instructions on the Internet with his fingers.

At this time, a line of instructions jumped out of the live broadcast room, as fast as running water.

[I'm going, is there a virus in the live broadcast room?Why have they all become instruction programs? 】

[Could it be that the money we tipped didn't show up because it was invaded by a virus? 】

[Those who said that I was corrupt and rewarded can go to death, see?Obviously something went wrong in the live broadcast room!Originally, the rewards were all mine, and I donated because of kindness. If I really wanted the money, why would I donate? 】

[Upstairs, maybe Jiang Wanyin is standing up again? 】

[That's right, if the tipping money wasn't for donations, who would tip so much. 】

[It's just nonsense, if it weren't for me, those who donated money would have donated so much?Heizi, please have some conscience, okay? 】

The two sides were arguing, and the sliding command finally stopped.

A piece of intercepted donation information appeared on it, including account number, time, and amount of interception. All the intercepted money flowed to a fixed account without exception.

[My tip, look, that is my tip of 1 yuan. 】

(End of this chapter)