Bruce readily agreed to Liu Yueyue's small request for Yang Fan's contact information.
And he didn't ask Yang Fan for his opinion in advance.
Because Baofeng Interactive Entertainment has decided not to be threatened by Yang Fan anymore.
At Bruce's suggestion, they gave priority to inviting Yin Yan to be the next spokesperson for Monster World.
Liu Yueyue was sure to pass.
After investigating Yin Yan's background and finding no dark history or stains that might cause controversy, Baofeng Interactive Entertainment will sign an endorsement contract with her.
As a token of gratitude, Yin Yan accompanied Bruce almost throughout his trip to Xia Country.
The company turned down all the unimportant announcements on her behalf.
This is a big order. Once the dust settles, the money may be more than Yin Yan can earn even if she works hard for several years.
Liu Yueyue got the fan's phone number but didn't call it.
Although she really wanted to thank the other party, she was hesitant when she thought about how some fans were too enthusiastic.
She doesn't want to have any interaction with such fans.
At that time, Bruce also said that your fans regard you as their only goddess, which is rare in the world.
"The phone number of our mountain city?" When Liu Yueyue saved the number from the paper into her mobile phone, she was surprised to find that it was a fellow villager.
How could this fan have such great ability to make Baofeng Interactive Entertainment bow its head and extend an olive branch to her
Even her father couldn't do it.
Baofeng Interactive Entertainment is not a domestic company.
Even if she is from China and not in Shancheng, her father can't do anything about it.
Liu Yueyue only has Yang Fan’s WeChat ID, but no mobile phone number.
Among young people, WeChat accounts have basically replaced mobile phone numbers.
"Liu Yueyue took the initiative to give up the contract, so, Yang, it's none of our business anymore." Although Bruce didn't want to bother with Yang Fan, he still called Yang Fan before leaving Xia Country.
"You are not sincere?" Yang Fan didn't believe it.
Bruce wanted to hang up the phone immediately. Are we not sincere
If you are not sincere, would you come all the way across the ocean to come here
"Yang, you can go ask your goddess yourself. I didn't lie." Bruce said calmly.
"I don't have her contact information." Yang Fan said.
"I gave her your contact information." Bruce said.
"Mr. Bruce, you violated my privacy and leaked my contact information without my consent." Yang Fan said angrily.
Bruce had a headache: "Yang, that's your goddess."
"But she didn't contact me." Yang Fan told the truth.
Ever since she admitted that she was waiting for the wind to blow the sails, Liu Yueyue has not taken the initiative to chat with him on WeChat again.
She is thin-skinned.
"Then, Yang, I'll give you your goddess' contact information." Bruce had a toothache.
Yang Fan said unhappily, "Mr. Bruce, you should be careful with your words. You represent the entire United States. Don't disclose other people's privacy at every turn. If many Xia people know about this, their dreams will be shattered. They yearn for your country, but the people in your country are so uncultured? They always thought that your country is a paradise and everyone is an angel."
Bruce was annoyed, fucked, and mentally ill: "Yang, what do you want? Just name your price."
"I don't want money, I just want my goddess to endorse the game I like. I can't see her every day, I can only hope to see her when I log into the game. This way it will be like seeing her every day, and I will be very happy." Yang Fan said.
Bruce was very depressed: "Wouldn't it be better to give you the money? You can buy posters of the goddess and hang them on the ceiling of the room, on the wall of the living room..."
“No, no, no.” Yang Fan said, “It’s the same three meals a day, the result and purpose are to be full, but the environment and ingredients are different, so people have their pursuits.”
What a psycho! Bruce pinched his nose and listened to Yang Fan continue to talk: "Asking for your money is extortion, which is of a different nature. Mr. Bruce, you have a very bad conscience and want to cheat me. I am very unhappy."
Bruce said in a deep voice: "Yang, what do you want?"
"I've said before, I just want my goddess to endorse the game I like. Mr. Bruce, don't you call the player daddy all day long? Why can't you satisfy daddy's requirements?" Yang Fan said.
Bruce's liver hurts. It's just a joke that the customer is God. The official is the boss.
"Sorry, we can't do that." Bruce hung up the phone.
I heard from the planner that zoos are no longer allowed in the city.
Is it okay now
Bruce thought that the massacre would never happen again.
As for not allowing fighting within the city, that change is too big and the official cannot afford it. Countless players may quit the game because of it.
The call was hung up, but Yang Fan was not angry and sat calmly in front of the computer.
The lights outside were no longer bright as night fell and many residents began to turn off the lights and go to bed.
"Xiao Fan, Guoguo refuses to sleep." Just as he was in a daze, Aunt Thirteen came to find Yang Fan.
Tonight, Aunt Thirteen was wearing a pink pajamas with cartoon patterns on it.
The pink pajamas made Aunt Thirteen's girlish heart burst out, filling the entire room.
Yang Fan looked at it a few more times.
Aunt Thirteen smiled sweetly, her face as bright as a peach blossom. She pinched the edge of her clothes with both hands and pulled it a little, and asked, "Does this pajamas look good? Guoguo and I are wearing mother-daughter outfits tonight."
"Yeah, it looks very good." Yang Fan stood up.
Aunt Thirteen turned around and was the first to leave the room.
Coming out of the living room, she stood in front of a wall and looked around.
"Is there anything on this wall?" Yang Fan couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing, I'm just thinking about something." Aunt Thirteen smiled, and her smile was very beautiful.
Yang Fan didn't ask any more questions. She just said whatever she wanted to say.
He didn't want to talk about it, and he wasn't very interested.
Curiosity is not that strong.
A few minutes later.
In front of Guoguo's bed.
Yang Fan began to tell her a bedtime story.
This time we will tell a story in front of the Three Lives Stone.
“… The old man knelt in front of the Three Lives Stone and cried, saying that his children were unfilial and did not save him. He could have lived for a few more years.” Yang Fan spoke very carefully.
Guoguo listened very attentively.
Aunt Thirteen is no exception.
"The Sansheng Stone shows the life of the children in the world of the living." Yang Fan said, "The eldest son worked hard under the scorching sun, sweating profusely. It was very hard. The eldest daughter was scolded by her husband, who scolded his wife for using money to treat the old man without his knowledge. Is this family going to end? The youngest son knelt in front of the old man's grave with his malnourished, pale and skinny daughter. The little girl pleaded, 'Meng Po, if you have seen my grandfather, please add some sugar to the soup. My father said that he had a very hard life."
Guoguo's tears started to fall.
Aunt Thirteen’s eyes were also red.
"On the Naihe Bridge, Meng Po heard the words of the old man's granddaughter, added some sugar to the soup, glanced at the other side of the Wangchuan River, and said to the old man, there is no right or wrong in front of the Three Lives Stone, and right and wrong will not cross the Wangchuan River. Drinking this bowl of soup will bid farewell to the past life. The old man picked up Meng Po's soup, and scenes of this life flashed in the bowl. In an instant, he burst into tears."