The God-level Scholar of Agent Rebirth

Chapter 21 I just want to be a vase

Sheng Xiaye took his local tycoon teammates to play live all night, and the teammates couldn't bear it and went to sleep.

The two added WeChat friends to each other, and Midsummer Ye continued to fight and won [-] qualifying matches in a row.

When the [-]-game winning streak was achieved, the number of people in her live broadcast room had already reached millions.

She bid farewell to everyone, and took a look at the income in the background. The income for almost a day and a night was in the millions. Excluding the money to be distributed by the platform, it seemed to be only 30 after paying taxes.

If you make money at this rate...

Midsummer Night felt that it was not feasible.

It's not like she can live broadcast and make money all the time.

Sheng Xiaye was thinking before going to bed, after she got all the money to buy the house, she should make a good investment and earn a lot of money.

When she was living her little life safely, Sheng Fanxing's life was miserable and miserable.

That day she was touched by two men, and after she fainted, they untied her. She was exposed to the rain all night, and after returning home the next day, she had a high fever and her body was inflamed.

She locked herself in the room and cried, and she didn't dare to tell her parents about it. Apart from her sadness and resentment, her hatred for Midsummer Ye reached the extreme. If it wasn't for Midsummer Ye, how could she have encountered such a situation? matter?
After resting for two days, taking medicine and cleaning up, her body finally got better.

But this was the beginning of the nightmare. She received a video from someone, that is, the video of the two hooligans playing with her, asking her to give her money, or post her video on the Internet to make her famous.

"Ahhh." Sheng Fanxing screamed loudly, smashing the teacup and pen holder in the room to the ground.

Li Chunlan heard her cry, and reprimanded loudly through the door: "Why are you so crazy, why do you lock yourself in the room every day? Hurry up and eat."

"I won't eat, don't bother me." Sheng Fanxing roared angrily.

"If you like to eat or not, don't come to me when you're hungry." Li Chunlan ignored her, and greeted her husband and son for dinner. Their family got an advance payment from a black intermediary, and it was hundreds of thousands. You can go and see if there is any real estate available. Pay a down payment and use it as a wedding room for Sheng Guanghui.

Sheng Fanxing's eyes were red, tears were falling down, and the mysterious person continued to send messages: "Give me the money, and I can delete the video."

Sheng Fanxing was overwhelmed by great despair. She had no money at all. Even the money she was looking for at the beginning with Brother Wang and Li Ruolong was saved by herself. Now this person is obviously not worth thousands of dollars.

The message from the mysterious person came again: "Give me 300 million, or I'll post the video everywhere and send you to the hot searches, leaving you nowhere in the capital."

Sheng Fanxing didn't dare to reply to the message, and she didn't dare to cry loudly. She stared wide-eyed at the content on the phone screen, and another message popped up from the chat box of the mysterious person: "I know you saw it, if you don't reply to my message , I will send the video cable to your parents, and I will do what I say."

Sheng Fanxing looked at the countdown numbers on the screen.

She typed in a hurry: "I am here."

"Just be here, give me 300 million." The mysterious man said.

"Where did I get the 300 million, I...my family has no money." Sheng Fanxing responded with a breakdown.

The mysterious person sent another bunch of messages: "Your parents are rich, and your family got a sum of money recently, exactly 300 million. Give me the money."

Sheng Fanxing was stunned for a moment, she didn't know about this.

The mysterious man said again: "I'm doing this for your own good. Your parents will only buy a house for your younger brother when they are rich, but you have nothing. Isn't it a good deal for you to give me the money and keep your reputation?" ?"

Sheng Fanxing was startled and frightened, thinking in a vague way, she can't let this matter be known, her parents are willing to give the money to Sheng Guanghui to buy a house, she is also their daughter, spend it on her, and plan for her future , and it should be.

Sheng Fanxing quickly sent a message back to the mysterious person: "I'll look for it, I'll give you as many as there are, please don't send the video."

"Looking at your performance, within three days, I want to see the money." This was the last message from the mysterious man.

Never messaged her again.

Sheng Fanxing knelt on the ground collapsed, clutching his phone and weeping silently.

Why is this happening?

Why did her life become such a mess now.

She cried for a long time, and her parents were outside discussing the matter of buying a house lively, and then the sound of closing the door sounded.

Sheng Fanxing sat on the ground from the afternoon to the night, losing feeling in her feet. She slowly stood up, lying on the bed and weeping silently.

She must get the money, how can that money buy a house for her brother?

Who is that mysterious person who texted her?
Sheng Fanxing quickly searched in his mind, who would appear near there, and who knew it was her, who could know her phone number so easily?

Is it midsummer night?

Sheng Fanxing sat up from the bed, found his mobile phone, and quickly dialed Sheng Xiaye's number.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off."

After calling several times, all replies were like this, and Sheng Fanxing realized that he might have been blocked.

Midsummer night, you have to die, you dare to frame and threaten me.

"Ah Choo." Midsummer Ye found that the weather had turned cold, kicked off the quilt while sleeping, and sneezed when she woke up.

She turned on the computer and prepared for the live broadcast on Sunday.

But she still took a look at her forum news first, Chu Tiankuo sent her several messages, all from yesterday.

K: 【Are you short of money? 】

K: [Although I can't give you that much money, I know there is a good way to make money. 】

K: [With your IQ and ingenuity, you can definitely make money on this matter. 】

Seeing the content that Chu Tiankuo sent her, Sheng Xiaye couldn't help but sighed: "Is it really necessary to make money by IQ? I just want to be a vase."

(End of this chapter)