In the coffee shop downstairs, business people are coming and going, and the sound of typing on keyboards and making phone calls is constantly circulating in the room. There is busy traffic outside the window, and the rapid tapping sound of women's high heels on the ground shows the busyness and fast pace here.
"You said you are Song Cheng's fiancée?"
"Replacement guaranteed."
Abe is calm. She is dressed in a French retro style. Her unique vintage mesh hat covers her eyes slightly. Her lips are maple leaf red, her eye makeup is deepened, and there is a little shadow under her curled eyelashes. It was completely different from her girlish appearance. Even if Song Cheng stood in front of him, he might not be able to recognize her.
She raised her head slightly, her eyes blurred through the veil, and the teardrop mole in the corner of her eye made her want to stop talking. Listening to her talk is like listening to an old record with a long lasting charm.
"I've always heard that Song Cheng has a fiancée, but I've never seen him take her out."
Fan Shaoyang leaned lightly on the back of the chair, seemingly casually, but couldn't help but light a cigarette. "Let me tell you, how could his secretary get his cell phone?" He raised his eyelids lightly, "Unless there is a special relationship."
Abe smiled slightly, and gently rubbed his fingertips on the lipstick on the rim of the cup, "How do I know? They may not have it either." The ambiguous breath was like smoke floating between his fingers, and when the wind blew, it quietly filled the air. Come on.
Fan Shaoyang paused, his throat rolling, "Is this why you came to me?" In order to get revenge on his fiancé, he did not hesitate to destroy his company's interests.
"Not entirely." She raised a finger, as if marking the price of the confidential document.
His eyes were playful, "One million?"
She shook her head.
"Ten million?"
Shake again.
He smiled, "Don't tell me it's 100 million. Enough is enough. If you're too greedy, you won't get anything."
"One night." She had enough time to watch his expression change slightly. She put her hand on the table and cupped her chin to look at him. "Mr. Fan, do you think your one night is worth the price?"
The smile on his face suddenly dropped, the muscles in his upper arms tightened, and his eyes filled with anger.
No one has ever dared to put a price tag on him!
"It seems that I am greedy. Such a document is not worth the price of Mr. Fan for one night."
"you--"
"Don't be angry, I know Mr. Fan is a priceless treasure." She changed her words quickly.
When the four words "priceless treasure" fell, Fan Shaoyang felt extremely ridiculous. He breathed in his chest, making him angry and laughing. In an instant, he had the idea of pressing this woman under him and teaching her a lesson, letting her know that he was angry. s consequence.
He probably didn't expect that the purpose of the woman in front of him was this -
"It was just a joke. I just want to take revenge on Song Cheng. He spends a lot of time and is having fun, why can't I?" She said pitifully, "But I'm not as picky as he is, and in this circle, I'm still... Mr. Fan is the most popular person in my eyes."
Fan Shaoyang was so stupid that he couldn't hear such hints and expressions, so he fell silent.
Seeing that he seemed unmoved, Ai Bei said: "Of course, this is a transaction between you and me. If Mr. Fan is not willing, I will just find someone else. Song Cheng has a lot of contact information on his phone. Well, actually I think that Mr. Ji Yanzheng also... "
"Wait a minute." Fan Shaoyang lightly dusted the cigarette butts and said playfully, "I agree."
"That… "
"Why, you still want to use this document to stimulate me?" For a moment, he stared at her sharply,
Abe casually threw the paper document into the ice bucket held by the waiter, which made the waiter stunned. She shrugged, "Then don't."
Fan Shaoyang laughed loudly and looked at her like a wolf about to catch its prey.
The two looked at each other slightly, electricity flowing lightly, and they understood each other tacitly.
[A man's self-esteem is probably earned by selling his body. ]
[I'm going to laugh like crazy. From the moment the anchor records the video, my God, I can't cut to the non-anchor's perspective to comment. I really want to see Song Cheng's reaction! ]
[Strategy Master Anchor Get, picking out human weaknesses accurately. ]
[Ah ah ah, is the anchor the person in the trailer, the cold and emotionless little brother! ]
I have to say that Abe’s rhythm is very good.
After experiencing long-term depression, the audience's emotions were like suppressed springs. As soon as Abe "let go", they jumped to the highest level. So-called "loyal fans" also suddenly popped up.
If the boring wait in front of them had not worn away their sense of shock caused by the car crash, such an unexplained appetizer may not have aroused their interest.
The number of views in the t77 live broadcast room suddenly soared to 100,000, and the viewers who had originally lost gradually returned, wanting to find out.
An audience member rewarded a maglev car worth 10,000 star coins and raised a question. [I want to know, what is the purpose of the anchor doing these things? ]
Abe did not answer, and others quickly started to make assumptions.
[Add more trouble, sleep with his brothers and enemies, and slap the scumbag's face hard. ]
[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I can eat this kind of cliché plot for another hundred years. ]
[Originally I was very interested, but if it’s what the previous person said, I don’t really want to watch it. It’s a bit low-key to cheat on someone in the face. ]
[Speaking of the cheating one, the heroine is originally the woman who is kept by the CEO. This kind of illegal and non-1v1 relationship should not talk about loyalty. ]
[Same as above, there are moralists everywhere who just stare at the lower body regardless of the situation. It's disgusting. ]
However, an audience member named "Shasha" said objectively: "I don't think it's that simple. The anchor didn't explain the purpose of the action. It felt like he was just setting up the plot. If the premonition is not wrong, the time bar will be pulled soon -"
When Abe brought up the control panel, she noticed this person's words and bit into the straw of her sparkling drink.
Then the timeline jumped.
The screen in front of the audience dimmed, and a line of text appeared: The anchor is adjusting the time progress bar, please wait.
In the audience, a woman with long, wavy ocean-blue hair stretched her body and logged out of the live broadcast room.
"Sister, which one are you looking at?" Next to her is a younger sister who has about sixty-seven points of facial features similar to hers, except that she has short light blue sky-colored hair, which is easy to distinguish.
"... t77." Sister Zheng Sha's expression was a little strange.
Zheng Xi was also stunned for a moment, "No. 5?"
"Yeah. She didn't perform very well this time. She wasted a lot of garbage time. She finally got to the point, but she actually adjusted the time and now has an intermission. I'm not going to watch it. Where's yours?"
Zheng Xi actually has no interest in live broadcast competitions. She prefers study questions to romance novels. When I participated in the competition with my sister, I was just accompanying her. The two people's family conditions are pretty good, but they cannot be allowed to run around between planets just for a competition with no future development. After all, they didn't even pass the auditions.
After her sister's persuasion, Zheng Sha gave up the idea of continuing the game, but she still dragged Zheng Xi to watch the game. This is her interest.
As for Zheng Xi, if she loses, she loses. That game only left a deep impression on No. 5. So when her sister stared at the big screen preview with a look of unwillingness, she noticed the content inside. Abby.
She felt that this girl was more cruel than the last audition, so she subconsciously bypassed her. Unexpectedly, Shasha went to watch the opponent's game and came up with a "not very good" evaluation.
While she was thinking, she said: "I watched t28, and I am also a newcomer. The plot is quite enjoyable, and it is a good way to pass the time. I think you will like Sasha."
"Weren't you watching T10 just now?"
"The background of this world is not good, the plot mastermind is too naive, and the anchor named Rose did not show his strength."
When Zheng Xi watches a live broadcast in his spare time, it feels like he is doing research. He always looks at the adaptability of the host to the world.
Anyway, as long as she is not allowed to experience the competition herself, she feels that this entertainment activity is indeed good.
"It's good to change it. That anchor can develop into a business war no matter what the world background is. It's boring to watch too much." Zheng Sha raised her head and looked at the huge holographic scene above. Now the first place has become "Southern "Crossed Rose", her footage was broadcast live on the big screen. At the moment, she was dressed in formal attire, sitting at the negotiating table with a smile on her face, and it seemed that she was about to conclude a cooperation.
The male protagonist is looking at her with admiration.
On the ranking list, under "The Rose of the Southern Cross", in the t28 live broadcast room titled "Ten slaps on the scumbag CEO online, let's count together", a group of fanatics in the live broadcast room, after the anchor slapped the president hard across the face, bounced The crazy count in the scene is "3333333", "Counting down, there are 7 times left!" "Anchor, please try harder!"
Zheng Sha looked at her usually expressionless sister and smiled, "What's so funny?"
"This anchor is very adaptable. He replaced the same early funny heroine type with the bitter heroine in this script, and the effect was completely different, but it was still very coordinated. If you didn't look at the front, the anchor would have to think about it after he slapped her It’s quite interesting to try your best to protect yourself and survive.”
"As you please."
Zheng Sha turned to other live broadcast rooms on the rankings, and couldn't find anything satisfactory after looking through them. Many anchors have limited abilities and want to kill everyone as soon as they start. They are full of confidence and have a complete breakdown with the CEO. They think they have succeeded in slapping him in the face. In the next second, they are used as gifts by their family members to other CEOs, even those in their forties or fifties. middle-aged fat man. Not to mention mastering the rhythm of the plot, it would be nice to be able to escape the predicament first and take care of yourself.
This is also the reason why t10 and t28 spread out the data. Planning and practice are always two different things.
He scrolled to more than 20 people until a familiar live broadcast room came into his eyes again. The title simply said "Aibe". If the anchor did not change the title, the live broadcast room would have her name.
Forget it if you didn't see it, but once it happened again, Zheng Sha hesitated.
Although the live broadcast on the 5th was not fast-paced, and there has been no climax except for the car accident in the trailer, some details are still inexplicably concerning.
Moreover, the time progress indicates "5 years later", and the progress bar is stretched quite a bit.
Since there's nothing else to see, let's take a look.
With a dispensable mentality, she clicked in and took a look.
"...I'll make a fool of myself!"
Zheng Xi asked carelessly: "What's wrong?" Shasha always had great emotional ups and downs while watching dramas.
"child!"
"Um?"
"Didn't she have a miscarriage? Where did the child come from?!" As she spoke, Zheng Sha started typing and was about to send a barrage of questions. However, the moment she pressed the send button, a prompt box suddenly popped up:
[Due to the permissions set by the host, only viewers who have tipped more than 1,000 star coins can send comments. ]
"Damn, trash anchor!" She gritted her teeth and cursed.
He was so angry that he cursed people, which is rare for someone who cares about their image.
Zheng Xi was curious, "Which room? I'll go take a look too."