urban life

Chapter 312 I have passed the age of judging people by their appearance
Qiu Qianhong glanced at the bullet screen and account ID floating above the phone screen, and a perfect arc was drawn at the corner of her mouth.

"Hello, An Ting." She smiled and said in a flat manner, "What do you think you should ask for in return for a Porsche worth 120 yuan?"

Qiu Qianhong did not answer, but kicked the ball to the other party, because now she is the anchor, and the other party is the "big brother" who collects gifts, so the rules of the game must be handed over to the other party.

Originally, as the vice president of Lixin Media, she would not do something like "accepting tasks" to receive gifts, but today, after all, she is training her artists. Qiu Qianhong believes that she should use herself as an example to encourage the enterprising spirit of her artists, Cultivate better and more available talents.

An Ting was silent for about two or three seconds, and then a bullet screen appeared in the live broadcast room: "Well, how about having a meal at the most luxurious hotel in Shanghai?"

"." Qiu Qianhong looked at the bullet screen seriously, her eyes widened slightly, she couldn't believe what she saw, and she was stunned for a moment.

A Porsche is 120 yuan, the Douyin platform deducts the same amount, and Lixin Media takes a part, which is worth more than 50 yuan in her hands, while the most luxurious hotel in Shanghai costs at least tens of thousands of dollars for a meal, the income and expenditure of the two It is the difference between heaven and earth.

Qiu Qianhong thinks that An Ting's account has brain problems, and it can even be said that the illness is unclear, and she is on par with her own salted fish boss.

She slammed 'Which mental hospital did you run out of? The question was suppressed in the throat, and there was still a faint smile on the face, maintaining due courtesy, shaking his head: "Sorry!"

Before the voice finished speaking, before the message was sent, the other party seemed to have already guessed the result, and continued to send the barrage: "Hey, just kidding, don't take it seriously. One Porsche, five jackpots, what do you think?"

The so-called jumping jack is an exercise posture. The main action is to open your feet about 1.5 shoulder widths outwards and clap your hands overhead.

"Really?" Qiu Qianhong's eyes lit up as the barrage floated past, and her voice was filled with joy.

You can get more than 50 yuan for just five jumping jumps, and an average of [-] yuan per jumping jump. Where can I find such an easy-to-earn job today? No, it should not be said to make money, but to pick up money.And in the process of 'picking up money', you can also exercise your body, which is perfect.

Jumping can make money, Qiu Qianhong can jump until the other party goes bankrupt and has nothing.

"Why am I lying to you?" An Ting flashed across the barrage.

At the same time as the barrage drifted past, a bright Porsche quickly entered the live broadcast room, shining red and full of brilliant colors, as if showing its expensive value to the world.

"Thank you, brother!" Qiu Qianhong immediately stood up, clasped her fists in both hands, and thanked loudly, her posture was standard and elegant, "I met you today because my sister is blind, and I hope that my elder brother will forgive my ignorance. My elder brother is heaven and earth, and my elder brother can stand up to the sky. , I will show my elder brother five jackpots."

After some polite words, she tidied up her dress. Fortunately, the dress was rather slender, and the skirt was lower than the knees. Otherwise, it would be a bit dangerous to lose the clothes in the open and close dance, and the gain would not be worth the loss.

Five consecutive jumping jacks are very easy for a person like Qiu Qianhong who exercises regularly. After the jacking jumps, she clasped her fists again: "Brother, it's done!"

An Ting's barrage appeared instantly: "Keep dancing!"

Speaking of a Porsche worth 120 yuan, it drove into the live broadcast room. Before Qiu Qianhong could react, the brand new and expensive Porsches drove into the live broadcast room one after another as if they were free of money, with bright lights and Brilliant colors are docked in every corner of her live broadcast room.

Qiu Qianhong watched the gifts in her live broadcast room go up slowly, the Porsche rose from single digits to tens digits and then quickly rose to hundreds digits, and finally fixed at 300 Porsches, she was suddenly surprised, but she quickly came back to her senses After all, as a senior gold agent, he has seen too many worlds, and 300 Porsches are not a big deal.

However, at the same time as he regained his composure, the gold broker's brain ached, as if there were countless knives churning in his mind. The feeling was extremely uncomfortable, because three hundred Porsches represented fifteen hundred jacks, representing After jumping jackpots, she was half-disabled for the next week.

Although jumping jacks are simple and easy to exercise, there is a limit to everything. Once the limit is exceeded, it will cause great damage to the body.

At this moment, Qiu Qianhong was sinking into a mood of regret. It was originally intended to train the operation skills of skilled artists, but why did she suddenly use it on herself?And in order to create an image of taking the lead, he also agreed to the mission requirements of An Ting's people.

How can there be such a serious person in the world?I'm just talking casually, do I need to brush three hundred Porsches?This An Ting is a typical example of a person who is stupid and has a lot of money, Qiu Qianhong thought helplessly.

"Hey, hey, don't stand still. I know that you must be very happy to make so much money all at once, but don't play tricks." An Ting's annoying barrage appeared at the right time, interrupting the vice president of Lixin Media from thinking, "Hurry up Jump, otherwise, I will ask a lawyer to sue you for fraud."

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Qiu Qianhong glared fiercely at the barrage, while doing jumping jacks with great reluctance.

To be honest, she had the idea of ​​playing tricks, so she returned the income to this stranger named An Ting. After all, 6000 yuan is not much for her, but considering that most of the people in the live broadcast room are company artists, Playing tricks in public casts a bad image on the company.

What's more, it's the idea of ​​gift return she mentioned. If she cheats, her majestic image will be destroyed in an instant. How can she continue to work in Lixin Media in the future, and how can she manage artists and employees?
"come on, come on, come on."

When Qiu Qianhong danced open and close, everyone in the live broadcast room, including the stranger named An Ting, encouraged and cheered her, as if admiring the other party's behavior.In the eyes of everyone, An Ting is a local tyrant, a kind-hearted local tyrant with a generous hand.

However, in the eyes of the opening and closing jumping people, An Ting is an out-and-out bad species. It is definitely not a good thing to spend a lot of money in order to achieve the evil taste of the whole person.

I don't know how long time has passed, because of the exhaustion of the body, Qiu Qianhong has long forgotten how many jumping jacks she did, maybe five hundred, maybe eight hundred, anyway, it's not a thousand, and it's far away from fifteen hundred a distance.

Along with the jumping jacks, her body has reached the limit of her usual exercise, and every extra jacking jacks is a difficult journey, as if the days are like years of torture, and her breath is exhausted.
Panting, his face flushed, drops of crystal clear sweat slipped down his cheeks quietly.

"How is it? Is your body still able to support it?" Taking advantage of Qiu Qianhong's rest and drinking water, An Ting appeared again and asked with a caring attitude, "Be careful not to hurt your body."

"It's okay." She replied lightly.

"I have a new idea that can save you from the jackpots later."

"Forget it, we agreed on jumping jacks, so do it as agreed." Qiu Qianhong frowned, thought for a while, shook her head, and replied seriously: "Don't worry, I will complete all the jumping jacks, Even if I ask for leave next week, I will never cheat, I, Qiu Qianhong, am not the kind of person who breaks promises."

"Nice pen!" An Ting said, "Do you know how many dances you just did? I asked someone to count 723, so you still owe me 777. Come on!"

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After hearing the words, Qiu Qianhong seemed to be frightened, and the water wrapped in her mouth gushed out in one gulp, and her ruddy face suddenly turned snow-white, like the whiteness of goose feathers and snow in winter, full of coldness and despair.

Facing the camera, she wiped the water stains at the corners of her mouth while dancing her eyes, as if she was thinking about something. After wiping, she bit her lips and asked earnestly, "What's your new idea? I want to know more about it." one time."

Qiu Qianhong knows herself well. She walks a hundred and a half miles to ninety, and the next ten is a very difficult journey for her. , and even the idea of ​​giving up dominates.

Since there is no end to jumping jacks, let's just learn about An Ting's new ideas, and it won't hurt anyway.

"Go to the outside of the community and ask everyone you meet, am I beautiful? Ask five people in a row, and when you're done, you'll get rid of the 777 jumping jumps." An Ting's words were full of viciousness, and she said temptingly: "And , you ask one, I’ll make you a carnival, ask ten, make ten carnivals, how about it? Pick up the money and belong.”

Qiu Qianhong's eyes stared at the bullet screen that floated across the screen, and her eyes were shining brightly. If she had superpowers, she really wanted to travel to the other side along the network cable and see what kind of strange thing it was. Can come up with such a conscience-stricken job.

Let her be a good wife and mother, go to the street and ask strangers if I am beautiful?Is this something people can think of?

Devil, rascal!
What's more, my beauty, Qiu Qianhong, is incomparable, do I still need to ask others?
It's just superfluous.

"I allow you to wear a mask." An Ting seemed to understand the other party's concerns, afraid of losing face in front of the neighbors, and took the initiative to remind, "Also, I won't have any dissatisfaction if you cover it tightly and wrap it into rice dumplings."

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Qiu Qianhong was silent for about ten seconds, thinking about the process and consequences, nodded seriously: "Deal!"

At noon, as the earth rotates, the sun shines on the hemisphere, and the sky in the magic city gradually brightens.

In winter and on weekends, most people choose to stay at home, and only a few old men and women are active outside.

Qiu Qianhong put on a down jacket, a down jacket cap, azure mask, and sunglasses. She looked shameless, like a famous star.I saw her walking, looking left and right, holding a selfie stick, talking to herself, as if suffering from a mental illness.

Neighbors in the neighborhood cast strange glances at him, but they didn't say anything. After all, today's society is too diverse, there are everyone, and there are too many experiences. As long as you don't disturb others, others won't bother to interfere with your words and deeds.

There are not so many audiences in this world.

"Hurry up!" An Ting typed and urged, filled with excitement and tension between the lines, as if a big drama had begun, "What are you looking for? The young man next to him is very nice."

"What a hammer!" Qiu Qianhong rolled her eyes, "That's my downstairs neighbor, I don't want to die yet."

After a few simple exchanges, she had a little understanding of the character of this local tyrant named An Ting, who loves to play, join in the fun, have a bad taste, and trick people, which is similar to her own Mr. Zhou, so the conversation between the two naturally relaxed, and she was no longer so in awe. Anting.

Qiu Qianhong wandered in the community, carefully sizing up the pedestrians in the community, imitating the scenes and words of the two parties chatting in her mind, but she still couldn't take that step. She thought she was a cheerful and outgoing personality, but she also had a tangled side.

After building a series of psychological defenses, she gritted her teeth and walked over to the fitness equipment, smiling involuntarily on her pretty face (despite wearing a mask), and asked calmly, "Master, how about exercising?"

While shaking his body, the uncle looked at Qiu Qianhong, who had a mischievous eyebrow, and said in a low voice, "Nonsense! Which law of Guo Jia does not allow us to exercise? What does it matter to you if I exercise?"

"." Qiu Qianhong was suddenly stuck, and I just said something casually. Why are you so angry, old man? Resisting the idea of ​​'hedging', she said with a smile: "Master, you are in good health!"

"That's not right!" Hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed with a light, his face was full of smiles, and he was in high spirits. He liked to hear this kind of praise for his good health. I'm stronger, I seldom get sick for so many years, I don't even have a cold, do you know why? Exercise more!"

"Exercise is the best investment, and the body is the capital of revolution. I am in very good health now, but there is still a gap of thousands of miles compared with when I was young. Back then, I walked dozens of miles. effortless"

When the old man met Qiu Qianhong, it was as if he had met a confidant, chatting with him about the methods and benefits of exercising, and even told the stories of the past. Qiu Qianhong listened and nodded helplessly from time to time. Facing such a talkative old man, she He was shocked for the first time, and gave up the initiative to speak.

"Hahahahahaha." The live broadcast room was filled with smiles, what an interesting scene.

The series of smiles and emoticons pulled Qiu Qianhong out of her echoing identity, interrupting what the old man wanted to say, because without interruption, the old man could talk until night.

"Cough, cough, cough!" She coughed a few times, making her tone a bit more serious, raised her eyes to look at the old man, and asked earnestly, "Master, am I beautiful?"

After hearing the words, the old man still shook his body, turned his head and looked carefully at the tightly wrapped Qiu Qianhong, from top to bottom and then from bottom to top, as if to see through it.

"Why?" The old man poked his smooth head, looking confused.

"Am I beautiful?" Qiu Qianhong blinked, but unfortunately the sunglasses made those Kazilan eyes lose their luster.

"Hey!" The old man sighed, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the foggy sky, he said meaningfully: "I have passed the age of judging people by their appearance."

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(End of this chapter)