At 1:30 in the morning, Song Qianqian had dark circles under her eyes, and her mood was complicated, waiting for Wu Liang to appear in the live broadcast room so late.
Until this moment, she was surprised by the news that the galaxy had retreated.
Originally, she didn't have much hope that Wu Liang would win the bet, because Xinghe was an old tyrant of Shark TV after all, and his strength was obvious to all.
Therefore, she didn't expect Wu Liang to win at all, she just asked Wu Liang to not have a conflict after meeting Xinghe, and not to make a big deal about it.
However, the news that came now surprised her.
Winning or losing doesn't matter to her, but she's happy to be the one who wins.
At this moment, Wu Liang appeared, and the live broadcast room boiled again.
"The boss is magnificent, the boss is awesome, even the galaxy has been forced away by you."
"What is the background of the local tyrant?
Is it Kyoto Daisho?
Acting so low-key has a great deterrent effect, indicating that there is not only money, but also power. ” "I guess he is the young owner of Hongsheng Real Estate, young and promising, handsome and golden."
"Don't guess, everyone, he's my classmate, CEO of Jumei Youpin, Chen Ou, do you know each other?"
Since ancient times, Nima Wu Liang has no idea which Hongsheng Real Estate is.
When he saw someone guessing that he was Chen Ou, the CEO of Jumei, he almost vomited blood.
In fact, he wanted to say that with the best Shenhao system in his body, it is not a dream to surpass Chen Ou.
When Wu Liang came to Song Qianqian's live broadcast room, he only posted a barrage: "Qianqian, hurry up and go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow morning, pay attention to your body." ” Song Qianqian just read the barrage, and was moved, and shy stretched out his hand to cover his face, nodding lightly.
Wu Liang was speechless, and he was moved by a word?
Just shy?
It's too simple!
Seeing Song Qianqian's shy and delicate appearance, Wu Liang couldn't help but tease.
He posted another barrage: "Shallow, in fact, you are very suitable for pink nurse clothes, because your face is very white, and pink will set off your face to be more pink, more delicate and cute, which can attract a lot of popularity." ” As soon as he finished the barrage, Wu Liang couldn't help laughing.
Obviously they met in reality, and there was a small misunderstanding, but the other party didn't know who he was, this feeling was a little dark.
Although this product is bad, I can't find fault with this sentence.
There is no clear indication that he likes to watch it, nor does it make people think that he is.
Besides, those who like Song Qianqian are all male fans, and everyone also wants to see what Song Qianqian looks like in a pink nurse suit, so they coaxed in the live broadcast room, and some people shouted that the two of them were together.
Song Qianqian nodded a little reservedly, biting her pink cherry lips, the atmosphere was very embarrassing at this time.
In desperation, Song Qianqian used singing to round the field.
"That, I'll sing "Fairy Tale Town" for all of you, it's not too early, and it will be broadcast after singing this song."
Song Qianqian, who lacks experience in live broadcasting, can't control this rhythm at all.
Wu Liang felt that Song Qianqian was really shy, not pretending.
In the first few contacts in the hospital, Song Qianqian looked a little cold, but now Wu Liang found out that in fact, Song Qianqian was not cold, but very restrained and shy, so it gave people a feeling that it was not easy to approach.
After molesting Song Qianqian, Wu Liang lay down and fell asleep.
However, after Song Qianqian went off the air, he couldn't fall asleep over and over.
She is still struggling, whether to change into a pink nurse outfit tomorrow night?
It's impossible to wear a hospital nurse's outfit, and I don't have one at home, so I can only buy one.
Song Qianqian hugged the "big white" shaped pillow and lay on the bed, thinking about it.
"That's not right, why do I have to do it?"
"However, after all, the local tyrant's brother gave me a gift of 500,000 yuan, if I refuse, it will be too unkind, and the request is not too much, just a change of clothes."
"It's still wrong, why do I care so much about the feelings of the local tyrant brother......"
"Song Qianqian, you must not have this kind of thought, in case someone is an uncle, then ......"
Song Qianqian, who was in a tangle, kicked the quilt on the floor, waved a small pink fist, and smashed it a few times on the "big white" pillow, as if he was venting.
But in the end, she still had to obediently pick up the quilt, it was raining outside, and it was a little cold without the quilt.
The next day, Song Qianqian went to work as usual, but he looked tired.
She met Wu Liang in the hospital ward, but she couldn't recognize the local tyrant who supported her as Wu Liang in front of her.
Wu Liang also didn't tell Song Qianqian, it's not the time yet, if Song Qianqian knows the truth too early, then the gift will change its taste, which will cause Song Qianqian's misunderstanding.
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The system stopped for a day, and by noon, the task was sent again.
【Ding】 [Yang Bo antique trading auction is ongoing, please go quickly] [The details of the specific mission have not yet been announced, please act on the host] Wu Liang went to an auction last time, but this time it was different, this was a private antique trading auction, and it could be said that the water was very deep.
Why do you say that, because the official antique fair collections have been identified and certified by experts, and they are all genuine, not imitations.
This private auction is different, the water is deep, the antique collection is uneven, there are real and fake, the play is exciting, and the play is the heartbeat.
Private auctions have both disadvantages and advantages.
Some antique collections, even the seller does not know the authenticity and real price.
If you know how to do it or are lucky, you can pick it up.
But if you don't know how to do it, and you don't have good luck, you can buy an antique at a high price, and it is likely to be a scrap.
Give it a go, and turn your bike into a motorcycle.
Take a bet and turn a motorcycle into a jeep.
Those who mix with private antique fairs have to pay tuition fees at the beginning, and they are more likely to gamble on luck.
After receiving the task, Wu Liang decided to set off immediately.
But he didn't know where the location was, so he pulled out the system interface and looked at it to see if there was a mark. only to find that the system interface was blurry.
【Ding】 [It costs 20 points to check the precise location, whether to check] Isn't this nonsense, of course you have to check, the provincial city is so big, it's very troublesome to find.
Moreover, this kind of private antique trade fair is only attended by some insiders, and it is rarely exposed.
"Check."
Wu Liang said to the system.
[Venue: Hall on the first floor of Longchang Building, Yang's Enterprise] 20 points have been deducted, the original 100 points, the remaining 80 points.
However, knowing the specific location, Wu Liang also saved a lot of effort, everything must be done for the purpose of completing the task, and time is also precious, so the ghost knows what the system wants to play.
Twenty minutes later, Wu Liang drove his Phantom to the front of the Longchang Building of Yang's Enterprise.
Yang's is also a well-known family-owned business in the provincial capital, among which the old chairman Yang Bo is a lover of cultural toys and used to be very obsessed.
This private antique fair is named after him, which shows that his status in the circle is really not low.
The security checks at private auctions are even stricter than those of the official ones.
There are two main levels of security, and you will need to go through a security check when you enter through the main entrance of the main hall.
From the lobby on the first floor to the second floor, there is also a security check.
Security personnel have special equipment for detection.
Wu Liang successfully passed the security check on the first floor and walked around the hall on the first floor.
Wu Liang analyzed that since the trade fair is divided into two layers, it shows that there is still a difference between the two layers of antiques.
The collection in the hall on the first floor, there are many defective products, and the real big head is upstairs.
However, it's not that there is no genuine product in the hall on the first floor, this thing is deep, true and false, good and bad, and experts also have a time to look away.
Wu Liang is a layman for antiques, and he doesn't know much about it, but he is a clay pot from the Han Dynasty in front of him, and he will also use it as a urinal.
If it weren't for the mission given by the system, he wouldn't have been able to come to this place.
After wandering around the hall on the first floor for half an hour, the system did not give instructions, so Wu Liang had to go upstairs to have a look.
However, when he went through the second security check, he was stopped by the security guards.
"Sir, please show me your business card."
A burly security guard said to Wu Liang.
"I don't have a business card."
Wu Liang told the truth.
Wu Liang doesn't have a company or a job, where did he get his business card.
The security guard said very directly: "Sir, please show your identification, for example, what unit and position you are in." ” This is also the difference between the private auction and the official one, and those who can go up to the second floor are obviously all figures with heads and faces in the provincial capital.
There are rich people, collectors, and well-known collectors in the circle.
"Proof of identity?
I'm a vagrant.
Wu Liang said.
The only one who can talk about the unemployed vagrant so indifferently is Wu Liang.
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At this time, the security guard frowned, "Then sir, which son are you in our provincial city?"
Who is your dad?
” The security guard has already said very directly, since Wu Liang has no job, then those who dare to go up to the second floor are the rich second generation.
Wu Liang shook his head lightly and replied as usual: "My father is a farmer. ”