Song Yang was quite surprised.
He didn't expect that the plan he made casually would produce such good results.
The camera keeps flashing.
No one expected that Wang Zhen and Zhou Jianfei had such a relationship.
A few days ago, the two of them ran around naked wearing the same SpongeBob SquarePants, which further proved their secret relationship.
Ji Baduan secretly recorded a short video, put away his phone, ran to the bedside and said, "Two young masters, please restrain yourself, there are many reporters here!"
Wang Zhen and Zhou Jianfei were both shocked.
Wang Zhen pushed Zhou Jianfei away and said, "Fuck! Why are you unbuttoning my shirt?"
Zhou Jianfei said: "You're still pulling my belt!"
A reporter said, "Mr. Zhou, lift your chin higher so I can catch Mr. Wang's expression!"
Zhou Jianfei looked at him angrily and said, "I'm going to lift you up! Did I ask you to come here to take pictures of me?"
Wang Zhen also said: "Hurry up and delete the photos, otherwise the 10,000 yuan red envelopes I promised to each of you will be gone!"
The reporters looked at each other, somewhat hesitantly.
Ten thousand yuan is not a small amount, it is higher than their monthly salary.
Song Yang clapped his hands and said, "Don't worry, keep clapping! I'll give you a red envelope of 100,000 yuan."
One hundred thousand yuan!
The reporters' eyes widened.
They are fighting on the front line, with a monthly salary capped at 6,000 yuan, but Song Yang gives them 100,000 yuan, which is more than their annual income!
Zhou Jianfei said angrily: "Song Yang, do you think having a little money is a big deal? Wang Zhen, give the reporters a red envelope of 200,000 yuan later!"
Wang Zhen nodded shyly, grabbed Zhou Jianfei's clothes and said, "Fei Fei, I understand. Can you go get the candles?"
Zhou Jianfei chuckled, picked up the candle and looked at Wang Zhen's back, his eyes shining.
A drop of wax falls.
Wang Zhen looked painful, with his thick eyebrows wrinkled together.
“Bang!!”
Zhou Jianfei cracked his whip excitedly.
“Ka-ka-ka!!”
A series of shutter click sounds were heard, and Wang Zhen's expression was frozen in the photo.
The reporters were very excited, what great material!
Now, let alone Wang Zhen giving them money, even if he had to pay them back, they would still be willing to give it!
"Master Wang, please be more tactful! Turn your head! Good!"
"Young Master Zhou, keep your back straight. Right! Keep it up!"
"Increase the power of the whip, good!"
"The two young masters, please pay attention to your eyes! That's it, perfect!"
…
Ji Baduan bit his fingers in his mouth.
He was completely shocked. He didn't expect Zhou Jianfei and Wang Zhen to have so much fun!
Zhang Huiyao's eyes widened in disbelief.
She looked at Wang Zhen and felt sick.
Why didn't I expect that he used to be this kind of person!
Fortunately we have separated, otherwise I would have vomited by now.
She was very grateful to Wang Zhen for breaking up with her.
"Ding! A reward of 100 million gold coins!"
"Ding! A reward of 100 million gold coins!"
"Ding! A reward of 100 million gold coins!"
…
Song Yang continued to receive system rewards.
He waved his hand and called a reporter over.
The reporter was taking pictures and said angrily, "What are you doing? Can't you see I'm working?"
Song Yang said: "I'll give you five million and divide it among everyone. Anything left over will be your tip."
The reporter was stunned: "How much did you say? Five million!!"
The reporter was shocked. He had never seen so much money as five million.
Song Yang took the phone from him, scanned WeChat, and transferred five million directly.
"Ding! Five million has arrived!"
When the clear prompt sounded, the reporter couldn't help but tremble.
Just give him so much money!
The reporters who were taking pictures turned their heads suddenly. They were very sensitive to the sound of money being transferred.
Song Yang smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, come and scan the code to receive the red envelope!"