Chapter 185 Lan Luoyu’s asking price, those who get up early get the peach
This is a dream.
In the dream, the woman was holding a wedding.
The auditorium was full of guests.
The woman wore a wedding dress and exchanged rings with her new husband under the MC's speech.
"Let us congratulate the two newlyweds on their marriage."
The fireworks bloomed and there was a rain of flowers.
The woman was held in a circle by her husband, feeling extremely happy physically and mentally. After the circle was completed, the woman looked up at her husband, only to see that her husband’s appearance had changed at some point. Another man.
The woman panicked and ran away subconsciously.
Pap-ta-ta.
On the road, horse hooves were flying.
On horseback, a woman in a wedding dress leaned against the man and breathed a sigh of relief.
Wait.
The woman reacted and looked back at the man holding her on the horse, panicking again.
In my ears, a man’s voice sounded: “Wife, why are you running away.”
ah!
In the bedroom.
The woman suddenly opened her eyes and woke up, sitting up, looking dazed, and her mouth was inexplicably dry.
Raising her hand, she wiped the fine sweat on her forehead. Recalling the dream she had just had, her body and mind felt inexplicably weak.
Slow down.
She quickly dismissed those thoughts, looked at the time, and found that she had only slept for an hour.
Somewhat thirsty.
The woman immediately got up from the bed, stepped on the floor with her bare feet, and left the room quietly.
When we came to the living room, there was no one.
However.
After a pause, she looked toward the balcony and vaguely saw a figure moving.
Who is not sleeping at night?
The woman frowned and walked over quietly.
At the same time.
Relying on his super perception and observation ability, Song Cheng also noticed the subtle footsteps in the living room.
He wasn't wearing shoes, so he couldn't hear his footsteps.
However, he didn't care who the unknown woman hidden in the living room was, and was still looking at the woman on the phone at this moment.
Under the lens.
Lan Luoyu sat on the chair, and what could not be seen in the live broadcast room was her beautiful legs wrapped in thin and shiny white silk.
A cosplayer dressed in white, the cosplayer is a white fox witch?
He admired the woman's figure wantonly, looked at the woman's frosty face, and smiled lightly.
Internal live broadcast perspective?
Lan Luoyu is obviously not that kind of crooked anchor, there is no such thing.
And when he asked this, it was obviously very disrespectful.
That’s right.
He is deliberately disrespecting women and even insulting them.
I did this naturally because I was angry.
In addition to the fact that the woman did not tell him about Jiang Caizhi's situation, another reason was that when he was in school, this woman was always against him, which was very inexplicable.
Asking is because he doesn’t like it.
To this day, the woman has always disliked him and been against him.
If he had a grudge because he dumped the other person, then forget it.
The problem is that the two of them have no emotional entanglement at all, let alone any shady relationship. They are just ordinary classmates.
But this woman just wants to go against him everywhere, for no reason at all.
Two people have the wrong aura and are naturally disgusted?
Who knows.
In short, if it weren't for the fact that she was Jiang Caizhi's friend, he wouldn't bother to talk to this woman at all.
Things are different now.
Now that he has the opportunity to settle accounts and educate women, he will not be polite.
He couldn't afford to offend him before and was too lazy to offend him. Now, he wants to see if this campus cosplay goddess who is always against him and hates him will kneel in front of him unwillingly in the end. It's up to you to decide.
The thought fell.
He lost interest in blowing the wind, turned around and walked back to the living room, looked at the woman walking towards him in the dark, casually took the woman's body into his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Doctor Guan?"
Dark clouds covered it The moonlight made the room darker, making it difficult to see clearly.
Eagle Eye is not night vision and has limited effect.
However, from the pajamas worn by the woman, it can be confirmed that they are Dr. Guan’s pajamas.
So caught off guard.
The woman's body softened and she hummed softly.
“It’s so late and you’re still not sleeping?”
Song Cheng took the woman and sat down on the sofa and asked casually.
“Thirsty.”
The woman’s tone remained cold.
"It's very late."
Song Cheng grabbed the woman's jade hand and said warmly: "The water is too cold to drink. Make yourself some hot milk to drink."
My ears are gone. speech.
The woman paused and made hot milk.
At the same time.
other side.
Although Lan Luoyu was angry, he held it back and kept analyzing.
Listening to the voice, the man's voice was young, somewhat deep, and the tone was inexplicably familiar.
Be generous and reward millions of people.
Just for that shameful internal live broadcast perspective?
impossible.
With so much money, there are more women playing, and more female anchors willing to provide that kind of live broadcast perspective, why bother looking for yourself.
There must be other purposes.
“Boss, you’re kidding.”
On this occasion, Song Jia saw that the atmosphere was tense for a while, and she quickly whispered: “Our Sister Lan is not that kind of female anchor, no. That kind of inside perspective.”
on the phone.
The man's voice sounded again: "So, how much does it cost to provide an internal live broadcast perspective?"
Lan Luoyu gritted his teeth slightly, his face even colder.
“Boss, it’s not about money.”
Song Jia trembled and said: “Our Sister Lan is a serious anchor, we really don’t have that kind of live broadcast perspective.”
On the phone, the man's voice was always deep and he said lightly: "Tell me the number."
Song Jia was about to cry but said without tears: "No, boss."
The man continued: "One Ten thousand minutes.”
His!
Song Jia took a breath and opened her mouth speechlessly.
Ten thousand a minute?
Oh my god.
As long as one hour of live broadcast a day, that is 600,000, and in a month it will be 185 million.
Hiss!
No wonder so many female anchors fall into trouble. The money is so good. You can earn 600,000 yuan without doing anything. It’s outrageous.
Is it illegal?
As long as it is not spread, not known to anyone, not exposed, and kept private, it is at most a matter of interest between men and women, and there seems to be no problem?
Song Jia was shaken, looked at Sister Lan, with expectation in her eyes, and silently shouted: "Sister, why don't you give it a try?"
In response.
Lan Luoyu glared at the assistant, feeling extremely angry. She gritted her teeth and said, "Is the boss very rich?"
On the phone, the man said calmly: "So?"
Lan Luoyu sneered: "Okay, give me 100 million, I can meet all your requirements, you can play whatever you want."
She was obviously irritated when she said this.
"One hundred million"
Song Jia repeated subconsciously, it was hard to imagine how much money one hundred million was and how to spend it. It would be impossible to spend it all in a lifetime.
That's 100 million.
With Sister Lan’s current studio and income capacity, with an income of more than one million yuan a year, it will take a hundred years of hard work.
This is just an ideal state.
You must know that as a two-dimensional cosplayer, Sister Lan’s current popularity has reached its peak. It is difficult to increase her number of fans and increase her income capacity.
COS relies on youth to make a living, so it won’t last long at all.
When it comes to cultivating other cosplayers, it doesn’t mean that cultivating them will lead to success. If you want to become bigger and stronger, it’s as difficult as climbing to the sky.
There is a high probability that you will not earn 100 million in a lifetime of hard work.
Now I just ask for 100 million. If it is really going to come, then why do I do cosplay? It would be more comfortable to enjoy life and be a toy for the boss.
In today’s society, few ordinary people can stand out.
The trend of selling goods in the past few years has indeed created many anchors who bring goods, and making money is like the strong wind.
But that little money is nothing compared to real capital.
And the higher those people fly, the harder they fall, and the ending is not much better.
In short, making money is too difficult.
If you really have 100 million, no one can refuse it.
But, is it possible?
This is 100 million.
Song Jia couldn't help but look at her phone, looking forward to the boss's reply.
“One hundred million”
On the phone, a man’s voice sounded, saying with a smile: “You really dare to ask for it.”
Lan Luoyu snorted coldly: "So, can you afford it?"
The man simply said: "Although you are not worth 100 million to me, I can give it to you. After all, this little money is no different to me than a dollar in the eyes of ordinary people."
So big. tone.
Lan Luoyu stood up, crossed her arms, approached the camera of her mobile phone, and sneered: "Okay, give it to me when you want, and I'll play with you whenever you want."
The man said lightly: " I’m looking forward to it.”
The video ended after he finished speaking.
Is it really, really coming?
Song Jia looked at the hung up video call on her mobile phone, looking dazed and unbelievable.
"Sister Lan, you, we are going to send it."
Looked at the assistant.
Lan Luoyu took a breath and said calmly: "Stop dreaming, this person should have quit in spite of the difficulties."
She knew the value of 100 million.
As the man said, she also knew that she was not worth 100 million at all.
To say so much is just to tell the other party to go away. After all, no matter how rich a person is, it is impossible for him to give 100 million just for saying 100 million.
That’s 100 million, which is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, including her.
“But, what if someone really gave it to me?”
Song Jia couldn't help but look forward to it. "Let him play as he pleases."
Lan Luoyu said angrily: "It's very late, I went to bed."
Song Jia's eyes turned around and said: "No, Sister Lan, what a great opportunity, and judging from the voice, the boss is still very young. He is definitely not a bald and greasy man.”
“Should we take some private photos of the boss?”
"Hook the boss, if it really reaches 100 million, then we can just lie down."
Let's just dream.
There is no such good thing in the world. Even if there is, the price is definitely unbearable.
The most practical thing is to earn your own hard-earned money honestly.
Lan Luoyu was too lazy to pay attention and left alone.
Song Jia was disappointed. She looked at her phone and thought of something. She said without raising her head, "Sister Lan, I'll send your previous photos to the boss."
Lan Luoyu turned a deaf ear and disappeared completely.
Song Jia was not tired at all, and excitedly started sorting out her previous photoshoots.
These photos are all prepared for offline signings and VIP fans in the live broadcast room. They are large in quantity.
I don’t know if the boss likes it or not.
One hundred million
After sending out the photos, Song Jia yawned and went back to her room, staying awake all night.
Next door.
Lan Luoyu was also inexplicably upset and couldn't sleep.
One hundred million
Who is that man? If he is really given 100 million, what will he do?
You can play with her, but what if you play with her too pervertedly, playing with whips, candles, etc.
So annoying.
The other side.
Inside the mansion, balcony.
Song Cheng put down his phone and concentrated on enjoying the tranquility of the night.
One hundred million, no more, no less.
Although he now has a lot of personal assets, 20 billion US dollars, he doesn't have much cash flow.
Including the 30 consecutive draws this morning, the 6.66 million X3 drawn, the cash currently owned is just over 100 million.
This is the remaining cash after giving Xu Ruyan 10 million.
This amount of cash is really not enough, but it is enough for him and he can't spend it all.
There is no need to spend.
The system gave him everything, including luxury houses and cars, and he didn’t need to spend a penny at all.
Of course it is impossible to directly give Lan Luoyu 100 million.
Gotta try another way.
He now has an investment fund of 300 million, of which 100 million is reserved for Shen Yizhen to develop a boutique coffee shop, and the remaining 100 million can be invested in Lan Luoyu's studio.
While thinking, time passed.
Twelve o'clock at midnight.
Song Cheng exhaled and took a sip of tea.
The night is dark.
When the dark clouds leave and the moonlight shines again.
The woman who drank the hot milk returned to her room, and Song Cheng also returned to Sister Yun's room, hugging her good sister's soft flesh and falling asleep to relieve her worries.
The next day, early morning.
It’s another sunny day.
In the bedroom.
Song Cheng's thoughts returned. He hadn't opened his eyes yet, but he had already seen the system information emerging.
[You have survived for 24 hours and have obtained 26696 survival points (including development bonus). Survival evaluation: perfect. 】
[You get perfect evaluation rewards: advanced genetic optimization fluid, materials X26696, random advanced skill book X1 (including development bonus: elementary X2, intermediate X1). 】
Another great harvest day.
Song Chengdun was satisfied and recovered the unused materials, and the total survival points once again exceeded 100,000.
Looking at the development points, I have accumulated 3,000 points, thirty consecutive draws.
[Today’s Lucky Color: Black]
Black, okay.
He didn’t get up in a hurry, he still closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
A woman's voice sounded in my ears.
"Yanyan, this is wrong."
The good sister's voice was as gentle as ever, as if she was explaining something, and she kept whispering softly.
Xu Ruyan was studying something seriously without saying anything.
Song Cheng was enjoying it, his thoughts beating.
It seems that the advanced life energy enhancement effect is very good.
Although my good sister is still quite sensitive and is no match for me, her recovery power is very sufficient and she can recover no matter how much she consumes, which is why she wakes up so early, even earlier than she wakes up.
“Sister Yun.”
Song Cheng opened his mouth slightly and called softly as if in a dream.
The next moment, the good sister slowly leaned into her arms and kissed her gently.
“Well, is Chengcheng awake?”
Song Cheng did not wake up, but continued to talk in his sleep.
"Sister Yun. I want to eat peaches."
With such a request, the good sister naturally agreed and took the initiative to give a big peach.
Half an hour later, Xu Ruyan left.
Song Cheng opened his eyes and woke up.
In front of him, his good sister was leaning in his arms with a rosy complexion and her body was weak.
"Bad Chengcheng"
Yu Meiyun was pouting, with infinite tenderness and charm in her watery eyes.
"Good sister"
Song Cheng breathed quickly, turned over and hugged his good sister, who was so soft and real soft flesh, he got up easily and got out of bed, while deep The kiss was lingering and they walked into the bathroom.
In the bathroom, after another half an hour of fussing.
Yu Meiyun's eyes were blank, her mouth was open and she was speechless. Her soft body fell on the soft bed, unable to move at all.
Kiss my good sister on the lips.
Song Chengyi left the room without finishing his sentence and came to the door of the next door. He happened to see Ms. Shen getting up and walking out, yawning and eyes full of resentment.
“It’s so loud in the morning, it’s so noisy.”
The woman complained, wearing a slim-fitting and light silk hip-hugging pajama dress with suspenders, and her beautiful legs were wrapped in thin and shiny flesh-colored stockings.
Hug a woman.
Song Cheng walked into the room and said with a smile: "Then make a noise back."
Shen Yizhen crossed her arms and said coquettishly: "I'm not the kind of person who only cries and screams. Woman."
Song Cheng raised his eyebrows and immediately galloped forward.
Facts have proved that no matter how tough Ms. Shen's mouth was, she could not withstand the baptism of the scorching sun. In the end, she completely softened. She cried and screamed, her voice became hoarse, and she drew circles all over the room.
Eventually.
Song Cheng used the advanced genetic enhancement he had just harvested on the woman, then patted the woman's limp body and left the room.
It only lasted fifteen minutes and it didn’t work anymore. She was not as good as Sister Yun.
Shaking his head.
He returned to the first floor refreshed and started making breakfast.
"Mr. Song, good morning."
Xu Ruyan and Wei Xuanxuan have already packed up, staggering their beautiful legs in shiny black stockings and silky stockings. Their silky feet are stepping on high heels, and they are swaying. Come over.
"Morning, did you sleep well last night?"
Song Cheng asked casually.
"Very good."
Xu Ruyan smiled sweetly.
"Yanyan."
Wei Xuanxuan smiled lightly and said softly: "We have to help brother cook together."
Xu Ruyan blinked and said: "Okay , Sister Xuanxuan, what should we do?”
Wei Xuanxuan said calmly: "We want to make breakfast milk, just follow me."
As she said that, the woman's black stockings squatted down with her beautiful legs together and picked up the tool.
Xu Ruyan looked serious.
Looking at the two women working very carefully with help.
Song Cheng took a breath and prepared other breakfasts.
After breakfast is ready.
The two women finished their work and looked rosy.
Guan Lingzhi and her aunt also woke up, packed up and walked out of the room.
"Chengcheng, where are Meiyun and Yizhen?"
At the dining table, Qin Xiuru's complexion was visibly better, and she sipped the breakfast milk carefully prepared by the two women. Satisfied, I asked casually.
Song Cheng went upstairs for a moment, then carried the two fragile women downstairs and sat down at the dining table.
It was a pleasant breakfast.
After dinner.
Song Cheng explained to Guan Lingzhi, and then left home with his aunt.
Get in the car.
Qin Xiuru arranged her cheongsam, her flesh-colored shiny legs between the slits of the skirt were held together, and she sat in the passenger seat with a dignified and elegant posture.
“Auntie, today is the Chinese Valentine’s Day.”
Song Cheng said casually: “Do you have any plans?”
Qin Xiuru said calmly: “How wonderful the Chinese Valentine’s Day is. You should have a good time with Yuzhu.”
Song Cheng nodded and said, “Auntie, what suggestions do you have?”
Qin Xiuru smiled and said: "There is a good concert in Lanyun Mountain this afternoon. You can go and see it."
Lanyun Mountain is a famous landmark in Yuncheng.
The mountain is not high, only a hundred meters above sea level, and the scenery is very good.
"Concert"
Song Cheng mused: "Sister Yuzhu must be used to going to elegant places. If you want to go, go to a place you have never been before."
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Qin Xiuru patted her son-in-law's hand and warned: "Don't do evil."
Song Cheng said casually: "How could it be? I remember there is bungee jumping on Lanyun Mountain, and I plan to take Sister Yuzhu there to experience it."< br>
Qin Xiuru frowned and said : "No, it's too dangerous."
Song Cheng simply said: "Auntie is not worried, let's go together."
Qin Xiuru said softly: "That's okay, auntie will go over and keep an eye on you. , lest you mess around.”
Song Cheng is funny.
Qin Xiuru slapped her son-in-law's hand angrily.
Not hit.
Still hiding?
The beautiful woman refused to let him go, raising her hand to chase and beat her.
Song Cheng dodged easily and was so slippery that he kept teasing his aunt.
(End of this chapter)