Chapter 236 Since the other person is in the first year of junior high school, then don’t blame him for being in the fifteenth year!
Jin Cheng looked straight at Chen Xixi, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You all go and give likes to Chen Xixi, you don't have to give them to me."
[If they don’t order anything, I will take off their heads and play them as footballs for you all! 】
[There’s no need for you upstairs, we’re not interested in your head! 】
[We don’t have to worry about the number of likes in Chen Xixi’s live broadcast room. 】
[How come she still has so many likes when she didn’t perform anything? 】
Zheng He is singing, Han Qianyi is dancing, but Chen Xixi has not performed anything, and the number of likes has exceeded 5 million, leaving Zheng He and Han Qianyi far behind.
Many netizens were curious about what Chen Xixi was doing to attract likes so much, so they went to Chen Xixi's live broadcast room to have a look.
As soon as they entered, they heard Chen Xixi sharing various secrets and channels to save money and have free sex!
Of course, what everyone cares about the most in the money-saving variety show is saving money!
If they want to see their talents, wouldn't it be better if they just go to the talent show?
After Chen Xixi talked about ways to save money, she spoke slowly: "But everyone should also use the correct way to save money, such as collecting eggs. You can participate in activities in regular pharmacies and shopping malls. You should not go to some informal small places. to avoid being deceived and falling into the trap of scammers.”
[I know this question! Zheng He and the others cannot go to the place they went to last time! 】
Chen Xixi smiled and praised: "Yes, this friend summed it up very well. The most dangerous ones are those who can't tell the name and even the location is not fixed. You must be more vigilant. Don't just listen and don't stop giving likes. Thank you for your hard work!”
【Laughing to death! Zheng He is only worthy of being a negative teaching material, hahahaha! 】
[These are the essence of the essence, I want to quickly get a small notebook to record them! 】
【Yes, yes, yes! Take note of them quickly, they are all good ways to save money! 】
[Looking at it this way, Han Qianyi and Zheng He seem to have run on the wrong track! 】
[As long as Chen Xixi makes a slight move, the other guests will be beaten to their wits, hahaha! 】
[Why is Wan Chen so anxious about cheating? What a pity he missed this opportunity to make a comeback. In fact, if he hadn't cheated, he might still be able to rise at this stage! 】
At this time, Wan Chen, who was watching the live broadcast in a nearby hotel, also regretted it very much. If he had known that there would be this link later in the program, he would not have used that cheating method!
Sure enough, he was still too impatient.
……
At the end of an hour, when the results were finally announced, Chen Xixi still ranked first.
The difference between Chen Xixi and Han Qianyi in second place is only 100,000, and the difference between Zheng He and Chen Xixi in third place is only 260,000.
This funding gap seemed to give Zheng He hope again.
The difference between him and Chen Xixi is 260,000. If we add his counterfeit currency of 300,000, wouldn't that just surpass Chen Xixi? !
But he was a little hesitant.
After all, something happened to Wan Chen just now, so he had to be careful.
It wouldn’t be good if he was discovered, it would be too embarrassing!
Zheng He looked solemn and hesitant.
[Didn’t Zheng He say he would show us where his money was spent at the end of the hour? When will you show it to us? 】
Zheng He looked at the screen of his mobile phone and said: "What I said is that you helped me win the first place. Let me tell you, I haven't won the first place now, so I'm sorry. I'm off the air. Bye!"
After Zheng He finished speaking, he immediately turned off the live broadcast ruthlessly.
[Good boy, we changed our faces immediately after using it, right? 】
Zheng He was so preoccupied with counterfeit money at the moment that he had no time to pay attention to netizens.
After being anxious all day, I finally waited until the evening trading time.
The scheduled trading place was in Jiang City, and he bought the train ticket at five o'clock in the afternoon.
When he was about to arrive at the South District Scrap Factory, he turned off the live broadcast.
This transaction cannot be leaked yet. He is not sure whether to report it tonight. The area around the scrapyard is full of abandoned old buildings, sparsely populated, and almost no passing vehicles.
It was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and night was falling. Many of the old street lamps around had broken down, leaving only a few weak lights far apart.
The cold weather was accompanied by bursts of cool breeze.
Zheng He crossed his arms, turned on the flashlight function on his phone, and occasionally looked back behind him.
What a shabby place this is, it’s so scary! I wish I had known and made an appointment during the day!
Just as he was about to reach the door of the scrapyard, suddenly, the familiar feeling of going dark came again.
His head was covered with a sack, and then there was a series of stalking!
This time the attack was obviously much heavier than last time.
Zheng He lay on the ground and screamed in pain, "Ahhhh! Fuck! Stop hitting! If you hit me again, someone will die! You, ah! Do you know who I am! I am Zheng He! I am recording a live show ! You beat me, but you can’t escape! Because the police are always watching my... live broadcast room!
Zheng He originally thought that by saying this, the other party would be able to restrain himself.
Moreover, he has not offended anyone in Jiang City recently. He suspects that there is a high probability that the other party is retaliating against the wrong person. If he exposes himself in time, he can also stop the other party in time.
Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, the opponent's fist became even harder, and while beating him, he said, "The one I hit is Zheng He!"
"???" Zheng He was confused.
After a few minutes, the strong man at the head saw that it was almost done, so he asked the younger brothers to stop. He squatted down, patted Zheng He on the head, and threatened viciously: "If you dare to report our bar again in the future! I am not beating you. It’s so easy! ”
Report a bar?
The bar he reported to... was the one opposite the Mu Se Bar!
Because he reported the bar twice, which affected the bar business, the owner of the bar held a grudge and sent people to follow him all the way from Haishi to look for opportunities to exact revenge!
Zheng He grinned and opened the sack on his head. The figure of the perpetrator had already gone away.
Call the police, this must be called! So arrogant!
He also wants to blackmail you for medical expenses!
Zheng He stretched out his painful arm with difficulty and picked up the mobile phone that fell on the ground. Just as he was about to call the police, he remembered that he still had to inspect the counterfeit money.
This police report cannot be made for the time being.
He endured the pain in his body and slowly stood up and walked to the entrance of the scrap factory. Then he found a stone to sit down and waited for the seller to come over to trade.
However, he sat there until nearly ten o'clock.
Zheng He felt something was very wrong. He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the website to communicate with the customer service: "Didn't we make an appointment at eight o'clock in the evening? It's already ten o'clock now. Where are you people?"
There was no reply from customer service.
Ten minutes later…Twenty minutes later…Half an hour later…
The customer service guy on the other side looked like he was dead. He was so quiet that Zheng He wanted to cry.
Then he started making a series of fatal calls.
He even started to threaten the other party through gritted teeth: "If you don't reply to me, I will call the police!"
Half an hour later, the other party was still quiet, as if he was silently provoking him: Go ahead if you can!
Zheng He finally understood at this moment that he had been deceived and the other party would not trade with him at all.
Since the other person is in the first year of junior high school, don't blame him for being in the fifteenth year!
He wants to call the police!
Die to him! !