urban life

Chapter 313

In the cold winter, with white mist in the sky, a gossip gradually circulated among the elders and aunts in the community. A young girl seemed to have some mental problems, and everyone asked her if she was beautiful.

Pretty?The whole body is wrapped airtight, who knows if it is beautiful or not?
[-]% ugly!
However, seeing the plight of the other party's low IQ, the uncle and aunt nodded reluctantly, and regarded it as a good deed for future generations.

After asking the seven people, Qiu Qianhong walked to the corner next to her, took off her sunglasses and hat, her mouth was perfectly curved, and her face was filled with a bright smile. beauty.

"It's done!" Facing the camera, her voice was full of complacency, and her self-confidence appeared spontaneously, as if the world was in the palm of her hand, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I've completed the task."

Many viewers in the live broadcast room brushed the barrage of bull pens and the like. The rich man named An Ting did not speak, and then a pink castle appeared, instantly occupying the entire live broadcast room, shining with brilliant colors and light , it is Douyin's most expensive gift, the carnival.

An Ting said one thing, and the seven carnivals bloomed together, illuminating the live broadcast room, and the floating screen of gifts added popularity and attention to the live broadcast room.

While the carnival was shining, An Ting began to speak: "The anchor is awesome!"

"Hey, it's all trivial." Qiu Qianhong waved her hands with a chic look, then stood up, bowed slightly, and said seriously: "The task is completed, and the grievance between us is over. Although the process was a bit embarrassing, But still thank you for your gift and attention, and wish you all the best.”

"Don't, don't, don't," An Ting continued typing, "I have another fun idea, do you still want to accept the task?"

The other party typed very quickly, and before Qiu Qianhong could speak, the bullet screen floated above the live broadcast room: "It's a bit cold in Shanghai today, suitable for exercising, how about you perform a glass cleaning performance in front of a large crowd? Reward, thirty carnivals .”

Originally, Qiu Qianhong refused in her heart. First, she was exhausted today. Second, performing Cabo Glass was a bit of a shame for the vice president of Xin Media. Third, she knew a little about this local tyrant named An Ting. It was definitely not a fun thing. Bad idea.

But... the other party gave too much, 4 carnivals, in his hands, it was nearly [-] yuan, how many people's annual wages, although Qiu Qianhong's family conditions are very good, but she can encounter this kind of money in her life. There are very few opportunities to pick up money.

Of course, nodding in agreement.

【Jimei, join me now, raise your right hand to your chest, let us clean the glass, clean the glass.】

Accompanied by a burst of magical BGM, Qiu Qianhong completely lost the so-called face, disregarding the eyes of ordinary people in the world, in the cold wind, under the beating of the music, she twisted her body and performed glass cleaning to her heart's content, with that serious demeanor And the standard action, telling the audience in the live broadcast room that she is a professional in cleaning the glass.

Qiu Qianhong swayed from side to side while falling into deep thought.

Thinking about it, who is this wicked rich man named An Ting?

One, the rich people passing by the live broadcast room are just throwing money, having some fun, and entertaining themselves.

There is some possibility, there are all kinds of people in the online world, seeking happiness in various weird ways, but she thinks the possibility is too small to be ignored, this little money can find a better anchor to complete the other party's "task" .

Second, An Ting is a rich man Qiu Qianhong knows.

Then she brainstormed and recalled the rich people she knew well, but after so many years in the MCN industry, she knew too many rich people, and this An Ting might come out of nowhere.

Qiu Qianhong has a bit of a headache. People often say that people's hearts are separated by belly, but now she is separated from the Internet, how can she guess who the other party is with just a few words?How is it different from finding a needle in a haystack?
MD, this rich man named An Ting is really annoying, relying on some money in his pocket, he does whatever he wants all day long, and that boy Zhou An.
Zhou An?

The general manager of Lixin Media, a multi-billionaire rich man, a severe salted fish patient, a typical representative of bad taste, an enemy with deep resentment towards Qiu Qianhong, and the leader of the united front against Qiu Qianhong formed with Zheng Li By.
Thinking of this, Qiu Qianhong frowned instantly, her smiling expression became serious, revealing bursts of terror, as if there were thunder and lightning flashing between her brows, she squatted down, tapped her phone, and in an inquiring tone Ask a question, but the question contains firmness and seriousness: "Zhou An?"

When many viewers in the live broadcast room were deeply confused, An Ting's barrage quickly floated above: "Who is Zhou An? Who is Zhou An? Which bastard has such an ugly name? I am not, I am not, don't talk nonsense .”

"Since you have finished the task, anchor, I still have something to do. Let's take a step first. The mountains and rivers will meet again. See you later."

Before the audience in the live broadcast room and Qiu Qianhong could react, the ID named An Ting disappeared in the VIP seat, and his speed was beyond everyone's imagination. Everyone in the live broadcast room was also at a loss. ah?

Then he looked back at Qiu Qianhong on the silver screen. Even though they were thousands of miles away from each other, they could still feel her emotions. A kind of anger accumulated in their hearts, like the horror and horror of waking up from a volcano.

"Hahahahahaha." A burst of loud and clear laughter resounded through the bedroom. The joy of that voice deeply reflected the joy and happiness of the owner of the laughter.

Zhou An threw away his phone and rolled the sheets over and over again, up and down, left and right. If he didn't have super powers, he would have wanted to climb up to the ceiling.

The rich man named An Ting is of course Zhou An.

As soon as he entered the live broadcast room, he heard Qiu Qianhong's training words. He rolled his eyes and quickly recharged [-] yuan to trick the vice president of Lixin Media, so what happened later.

"Is it really that funny?" Seeing her fiancé coughing from laughter, Hou Mengting patted his back,

"Funny!" Zhou An nodded while coughing, calmed down after a while, and asked, "Isn't this funny?"

Although Qiu Qianhong is the vice president of Lixin Media, Zhou An is the general manager, and there is a difference in their identities, but at work, the other party always finds him in trouble. Urge it to work, like an old lady.

Although Zhou An knew that Qiu Qianhong was doing it for his own good, he still had a bit of resentment when he knew Gui knew it, so he often spared no effort to confront Qiu Qianhong. Unfortunately, he was too kind and always lost more than he won.

It was hard to win once today, and even made Qiu Qianhong so embarrassed by tricks, one can imagine the joy in her heart.

Zhou An even wanted to open champagne to celebrate.

"It's really funny!" Hou Mengting pursed her lips, with a smile written on her face, overflowing with contented joy, "Wait a minute, the scene where sister Qiu called you and got angry is really very interesting."

"Why?" Zhou An tilted his head, pondering and said, "She doesn't know who is torturing her, so why should she get angry with me?"

"She called you by your name just now."

"Cut!" Zhou An dismissed it with contempt on his face, "It's just a temptation. There is no evidence or physical evidence. Qiu Qianhong still makes trouble with me, that is nonsense."

"Women don't need evidence to do things, they just rely on intuition." Hou Mengting patted her chest, "What's more, she really has evidence."

After a pause, he sat up and analyzed: "First, the account ID is An Ting. I intercepted a word from our two names, and sister Qiu can tell it at a glance. Second, the account ID in my account is An Ting. Most of the people who follow are the artistes under DMS. The third is the most important.”

"You are too childish. There are too few people who are more childish than you in the world. You are childish and have money at the same time. When you are rich, you are also full of wickedness. After all the calculations, buddy, you are a wonderful flower in the world. Lenovo, I immediately understand that it is you."

Zhou An's face full of smiles froze instantly, as if a cold wind had blown and turned into a humanoid ice sculpture. Following the sisters' careful analysis, his facial features were twisted into a ball, his expression was ugly, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.He couldn't help touching his neck, as if there was an invisible knife hanging around his neck, and it was about to fall in the next second, and the head fell to the ground.

In fact, from the first sentence of the sisters, he panicked. The sisters are right. Women don’t need evidence to do things, they just rely on intuition. Sometimes they don’t even need intuition. If you say you did it, it’s you Do it, don't refute it.

"Hey!" After the analysis, Hou Mengting had a playful smile, her watery almond eyes sparkled with anticipation.

From the moment she tricked Qiu Qianhong, Hou Mengting has been acting as a spectator, watching her fiancé cheating on sister Qiu, neither talking nor coming up with ideas, she is a real fun person.

After waiting for so long, just to see the "fight" between the two, even though Zhou An was slaughtered unilaterally, it was still fun for the boring weekend, otherwise it would be so boring.

"Fuck, shit, shit." There was about seven or eight seconds of silence, Zhou An gradually came back to his senses, his panic was palpable, his body rolled around on the bed, his voice was full of sadness and desolation, "It will happen, it will happen, it will happen."

At this moment, he really wanted to have a solid safe house, put his thin body in it, and completely understand the ups and downs of the world.

The world is too complicated for a simple person like Mr. Zhou.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

A phone call, the soft-spoken ringtone rang in the room and in Zhou An's ear, but it was as shrill and mournful as the king of hell demanding his life, and he was about to step into the eighteenth floor of hell in the next second.

He couldn't help but shuddered, and cast a pleading look at the woman he loved the most. However, the husband and wife were birds in the same forest, and they flew separately when the disaster was imminent. Hou Mengting smiled and shook her head calmly, unable to help.

Zhou An no longer likes this woman.

At this moment, he really wanted to escape, even if it was only for a second, so that the space in his heart would be less tormented by loneliness.
Cao!
It's a pity that Zhou An couldn't escape. Zhou An coughed a few times, with a strong momentum, a smile appeared on his face, and answered the phone: "Ms. Qiu, good morning, noon, and evening, have you eaten? Eat more, you have been hungry and thin recently , I am so distressed. You have a good lunch today, I will treat you. I have talked too much, so I won’t delay your meal, bye. "

"Hang up if you can." The voice was slightly hoarse and low, with a hint of magnetism.

"Hey!" Despite talking on the phone, Zhou An still smiled like a dog's leg, "How dare I."

"Hey! My dearest Mr. Zhou, Big Brother, and what else do you dare not do?" After hearing the words, Qiu Qianhong was slightly angry and amorous, but she changed the subject and said in a bad tone, "Zhou An you Are you sick? If you have too much time to spare, I’ll knock it off for both of you, so as not to save other people. You’re a salty fish, you’re so bold that you molested me, you’re living too comfortably.”

When a woman is angry, don't be reasonable, because in their eyes, it's just an excuse. The best way to deal with an angry woman is to listen without saying a word, and hum a few words from time to time.

Zhou An put the mobile phone by his side, gently stroked Qiyue's soft hair, sometimes humming politely, expressing his regret and pain deeply, as if he had done something unreasonable, Qiu Qianhong seemed to feel that Mr. Zhou Apologizing, the deafening voice gradually eased, no longer so angry.

"Is it wrong?"

"Wrong!" Zhou An pursed his lips, his voice mixed with grievances, "I won't dare next time."

"And next time?"

"No!" Zhou An twitched the corners of his mouth, almost said the truth, and said solemnly: "After this incident, I deeply realized my naivety and stupidity, and I deeply regret my behavior today. As for the time limit, I am willing to be 1 years."

"Get off!" Qiu Qianhong didn't pay the bill, "Leave these flirty remarks to Manager Hou, my old lady doesn't like you."

"I'm sorry!" Zhou An rolled his eyes and apologized again. In order to express his apology, he even pressed Qiyue's head and kowtowed to apologize, "Bang bang bang! Do you hear the sound of kowtow? Sister Qiu, this is my right Your guilt and self-blame."

"That's okay, this." Qiu Qianhong's anger subsided a little, and suddenly a dog barked into her ears, and she, who was so talented, instantly understood what happened. This bastard really didn't take her seriously. Putting on a pot of hot oil, it burned instantly, "Zhou An, my mother and you are incompatible. Today I will not tear you in half. My surname is not Qiu."

Regret, deep regret, Zhou An really regrets this time, the matter has been resolved, why did he play tricks on that stupid dog, now it's over, this bitch Qiu Qianhong has to grind for another half an hour.

More importantly, in order to settle the matter, he and Qiu Qianhong discussed for a long time, and finally made an agreement in three chapters to eliminate each other's hatred at the cost of going to work.

For a salted fish, going to work is a lifetime of torture, and he put himself in a dangerous situation for a while just for a little fun, and it can only be said that playing with fire will definitely wet the bed.

"By the way, hurry up and do thirty carnivals." Before Qiu Qianhong hung up the phone, she suddenly thought of something, "MD, just after cleaning the glass, you're a little bastard, don't wait for me to remind you, otherwise, The next time will be the Ninety Carnival."

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Zhou An was sobbing while brushing presents. He had never felt such pain in brushing presents.

Hou Mengting pursed her lips, smiling all over her face.

(End of this chapter)