My Years As a Car Dealer Chapter 133

Chapter 0133: People, Demons, Gods

On the top floor of Sihai Group, there are projection screens on the walls of one large, two small and three conference rooms, but the screen in this conference room is slightly smaller.

Jiang Fangyan happily connected Jijie's mobile phone to the projection device. Everyone raised their heads and watched the home page of Dirty Broadcasting appear on the curtain wall.

From top to bottom, the homepage of Dirty Broadcasting is recommended positions such as closed push, strong push, banner, six frequency, category recommendation, etc. (I think the name is too big, so I simply use the recommended name of qi point. In those years when I was a car dealer, I had only been in one popular category, and then it was on the shelves. It's miserable!) Just like what Wang Lianshan promised, every recommendation position has video screenshots or text recommendations from Jijie's live broadcast room, of course. The screenshots of the video did not show Sister Ji's hideous face, but Zhang Chen's handsome appearance.

All the recommendations show that at ten o'clock this morning, Jijie's live broadcast room will raise funds for the Angel Care Fund, and appeal to fans who have money to help a money field, and those who have no money to help a personal field, neither money nor time, Please tell relatives and friends about Anritsu's fundraising work.

The red scrolling subtitles at the top of the homepage clearly indicate a bank card number, which is the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China card number provided by Mu Qing, which is convenient for every fan who wants to donate to show their love.

Jiang Fangyan put Sister Ji's phone on the stand, aimed at everyone in the distance, and then hurriedly ran to Zhang Chen's side, pursed her lips and widened her eyes. lady pose.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the fundraising live broadcast finally started.

Jijie is now a broadcaster with 400,000 to 500,000 real fans, and her appeal is running wild. Coupled with the official website-wide promotion and recommendation of Shibubo, almost 80% of Shibo's fans know about the fundraising. Countless people poured into the live broadcast room.

The fans in Jijie's live broadcast room are roughly divided into two parts. A very small part is Jijie's hardcore. After coming in, she usually complains and ridicules Jijie, using Jijie's pain as the source of their happiness.

The vast majority of fans are Zhang Chen's supporters, especially the huge number of wives who are the craziest, most loyal, and most fascinated by him, and are the main force of reward.

After the Dirty Broadcasting fans from all over the country came in, whether they were Jijie's diehards or Zhang Chen's diehards, they had not seen Jijie and Zhang Chen for a long time. The picture is very different from usual.

Countless fans were dumbfounded. They let go of the big and small hands that were holding the keyboard of the mobile phone, and stared at the screen of the mobile phone with wide eyes, trying to figure out the current situation.

The space displayed in the live broadcast room is much larger than usual, and it seems to be a luxurious conference room.

What catches the eyes of fans is no longer the lone figure of Sister Ji, but a row of people.

These people include old and young, male and female, handsome Zhang Chen, cute and happy Jiang Fangyan, long and sorry for the audience Zhang Hu, and Wang Qi who looks like a middle-aged teenager...

The only thing that is the same is that these people have red eyes, purple faces, lethargic, and appalling appearances. They stand in a row, and their expressions are as solemn as they are going to a funeral.

Not raising money for the Angel Care Fund?

so serious?

The fans didn't know what the people in the live broadcast room were going to do, and it took a long time for the fans to ask weakly:

"What's the situation, Sister Ji, did you just come back from Africa?"

"What's your look like?"

"Zhang Chen, you've fallen. How come you have the same taste as Sister Ji? But I like your smoky makeup."

Facing the fans' inquiries, Zhang Chen was also speechless. He gave a wry smile, unable to tell the truth that he did this because he and Jiang Fangyan threw tear gas into the conference room, so he had to say that something went wrong. , fooled the past.

As long as nothing happened to Zhang Chen, the fans were relieved from the shock. The live broadcast room of Jijie became lively, and the barrage flew up for a while, and the strange questions asked were swiped across the screen line by line. Turn off the barrage switch, and you can't see whether the person in the live broadcast room is male or female.

Today, Zhang Chen is the main force of the live broadcast. He coughed twice, and as planned with Xue Feng and others, he stood up first and said softly to the mobile phone in front of him: "Hello everyone, I'm Zhang Chen, thank you all. When I was busy, I came to Jijie's live broadcast room to participate in the live broadcast of the Angel Care Fund.

Perhaps, you have learned that Angel Care Fund is a non-profit organization founded by Miss Mu Qing of Sihai Group of Seaside City through the propaganda of dirty broadcast..."

Zhang Chen stretched out his right hand, preparing to introduce Mu Qing, who was standing on the right, to the fans.

But when he looked to the right, he found that Mu Qing, who was standing with Jiang Fangyan, had disappeared, only Jiang Fangyan's eyes were bent into crescent shapes, and he smiled at him.

Where did Mu Qing go?

Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Mu Qing had escaped the shooting range of the phone and hid on the opposite side.

Mu Qing shook his head slightly towards Zhang Chen, Zhang Chen understood, Mu Qing didn't want to show his face, so he ignored her, changed the original speech and continued: "Many children are seriously ill and have spent all their family savings. However, the disease is still not cured. Countless parents who are in pain are not only worried about their children who are suffering from diseases, but also overwhelmed by heavy medical expenses. Many families are impoverished due to illness, and become fragmented due to illness..."

Speaking of which, Zhang Chen deliberately paused for a few seconds to give fans watching the live broadcast a chance to think.

The fans looked at Zhang Chen quietly at this time, and listened carefully to every word he said. No one made trouble, and no fans used the bullet screen to swipe the screen, because everyone has seen it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears. Such a human tragedy, Zhang Chen's words touched their hearts and touched the hearts of kind people.

"The Angel Care Fund founded by Ms. Mu Qing is committed to providing free medical expenses for children with serious illnesses who have no money for treatment, as well as providing some necessary care services and emotional support to those sick children who are hospitalized and their families. , especially to provide more help to parents of sick children, so that adults can have more energy to care for those sick children.

The Angel Care Fund plans to invest 500 million Chinese coins, and has now received a donation of 470 million Chinese coins, I hope everyone can donate..."

Zhang Chen's speech according to the plan was too ink, and Jiang Fangyan, who was next to him, couldn't bear it, and simply bumped Zhang Chen, who was unsuspecting, with his small shoulder.

"Zhang Chen, you are talking too much nonsense, make a triumph." Zhang Chen's body staggered and flashed to the side, Jiang Fangyan stood at Zhang Chen's original place, and shouted in front of the fans, "As long as you donate actively, I will I guarantee that you will not suffer any losses. Donate one million Chinese coins, you can get my ****, donate 500,000 Chinese coins, you can get my autographed photo, donate 100,000 Chinese coins, you can get my Best wishes…"

In the live broadcast room, Jiang Fangyan said to herself how much money you donated to get benefits. Fans watching the live broadcast were not happy, and responded to Jiang Fangyan with barrage:

"Who are you, one million with a mouth open and half a million with a closed mouth, when our money comes from a strong wind?"

"Yes, who is Jiang Fangyan? Never heard of it."

"Go away, I want to see Zhang Chen."

Jiang Fangyan, who wanted to steal Zhang Chen's limelight, was talked about by fans for a while, and they all said that they didn't know who she was, and they dared to talk big.

Slap in the face, Jiang Fangyan looked at the barrage floating across the screen, her face flushed with anger, her fists were tightly clenched, her mouth pouted and she stopped talking.

Zhang Chen and Zhang Hu wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh.

"You're going to die, you guys." Jiang Fangyan couldn't follow the Internet to shoot fans to death one by one, but she vented her anger on Zhang Chen and the others, and stretched out her snow-white hand to pinch his arm.

Zhang Chen avoided Jiang Fangyan, and did not forget to intimidate her: "Baby, stop, and then pinch me to lie down and corrupt you for hundreds of millions."

Jiang Fangyan was really afraid that Zhang Chen would lie on the ground and blackmail herself. There was no other way. Facing the ridicule of the fans, she only shouted at the fans: "I heard about Nicholas Irelia Otto Apocalis. ?"

Hearing Jiang Fangyan's words, all the fans watching the live broadcast were stunned, and the name Nicholas Irelia Otto Apokalis was circling in the minds of all fans.

As a well-known smear bounty madman, Nicholas Irelia Otto Apocaris is honored as "Sister Sisi" by smear fans, but is known for her petty temperament that rewards her whenever she disagrees. Once in Jijie's live broadcast room, he achieved a crazy performance of rewarding 500,000 to 600,000 Huaxia coins for half an hour.

It can even be said that even if some people don't know about Zhang Chen and Sister Ji, no one does not know about Sister Si Si.

Dirty broadcast fans are crazy about her, broadcasters are fascinated by her, and everyone wants to win the favor of the little rich woman, guessing the true identity of this mysterious, generous, and forthright sister Sisi.

In the live broadcast room, Jiang Fangyan straightened her waist, her little head was raised high, and her arrogant little appearance seemed to say to everyone: I am Nicholas Irelia Otto Apocalypse, come and worship me .

With a bang, the fans who reacted exploded their nests and exclaimed, "Really?"

The barrage flashed across the screen instantly, which was denser than the scene when I saw Zhang Chen just now.

"I know you don't believe it." Jiang Fangyan took out her mobile phone slowly and logged into her dirty broadcast account. The name of Nicholas Irelia Otto Apocalis blinded everyone's eyes.

At this moment, even Zhang Chen and Sister Ji were dumbfounded. They never imagined that Sister Sisi, who had given them a reward of almost a million less, was actually the little girl who was hiding beside her.

The dirty broadcast account cannot be faked. The fans of the dirty broadcast are boiling. They can't think of the little girl's film that was just ridiculed. It turned out to be admired by everyone, admired by everyone, and rewarded crazy by everyone. Sis.

In the live broadcast room, the fans went crazy, cheering for Sister Si Si, and calling hard.

Countless barrages floated past and grew wildly, and the popularity continued to soar. Zhang Chen and others could hear the fans howling excitedly like wild wolves across the screen.

Many fans who got the news poured into the live broadcast room. When they saw Jiang Fangyan's petite and cute appearance, they fell over one after another.

In the background of Jijie's live broadcast room, beeps sounded continuously, indicating that a large number of private messages were received.

Sister Ji curiously opened the private messages one after another, and countless messages mixed with photos were projected on the big screen on the wall.

The message directly or implicitly expresses the willingness to ask for support, warm the bed, and ask for a hug. It also contains WeChat ID, mobile phone number, QQ number, email number, Alipay number, bank card number…

The people in the photo are men and women, old and young, handsome and ugly, with unremarkable postures and blatant clothes.

Ji sister Wangqing flipped through the photos one by one, and Mu Qing's face over there was blue, and the black one could pinch out the ink.

Xue Feng coughed heavily and noticed Mu Qing's strangeness. The frightened Sister Chicken quickly closed the private message interface, looked at her nose and nose, and pretended to be a pure saint.

Jiang Fangyan's popularity has now stabilized Zhang Chen's head, and she has become the brightest star in Jijie's live broadcast room.

The crazy Jiang Fangyan is so complacent. Her character is naughty and lively. The more lively the live broadcast room is and the more attention she gets, the more excited she is. Even if she was just teased by fans, she instantly forgot.

Jiang Fangyan began to enthusiastically interact with fans on topics that fans care about. Just like celebrities accepting interviews with reporters, they discuss their hobbies and gossip with each other...

"Cough cough."

"Cough cough."

"Cough cough."

After a while, not only did Xue Feng cough heavily, but even Zhang Chen, Wang Keqiang, Xin Zhao and others couldn't help coughing, reminding Jiang Fangyan that she was off topic. Now it's to raise money for the Angel Care Fund, not for you to hold a fan meeting. of.

"Haha, I was so invested, I forgot." Jiang Fangyan scratched the back of her head embarrassedly, and took the initiative to stop communicating with fans, saying that she would have time to talk about family affairs in the future.

"Don't, it's a good chat, why don't you chat?"

"I think Sister Sisi has the talent to be an anchor. I will definitely reward her for her live broadcast."

"Sister Sisi, let's live with Zhang Chen and Sister Ji. I'll save you from running. I even thought of the group name for you. It's called 'Human Demon God'."

Jiang Fangyan's personality is happy and approachable, and she doesn't have the air of being a rich man. Fans like her very much.

Now Jiang Fangyan honestly doesn't speak, everyone doesn't want to, and yells at Sister Sisi to talk to them for another fifty cents.

"I don't want it anymore, I have business to do." Jiang Fangyan saw her cousin Mu Qinghei's face like the bottom of the pot, she suppressed her restless heart, and forced the topic back to fundraising, and promised, "As long as today's The amount of fundraising can reach 30 million, and I will live broadcast together with Jijie and Zhang Chen in the future, and the name of the group will be called the 'Human Demon God'."

"Really?"

"Sister Sisi is a matter of words~www.mtlnovel.com~ Let me ask you weakly, do the local tyrants still lack friends? Here is a brother and sister you have lost for many years, please take them away."

Fans were very excited by Jiang Fangyan's promise. In order to keep her in Jijie's live broadcast room, they generously donated money to the ICBC account.

On the top of Jijie's live broadcast room, there is a box showing the amount of donations, and everyone can clearly see that the number of donations on the spot is constantly soaring.

"18524170"

"3541208"

"19684532"

The red numbers inside changed, and in less than half an hour, the amount of donations exceeded the 10 million mark, steadily moving towards 20 million.

Chapter end