Chapter 16 Making money by starting a broadcast

Just two days after the incident stopped, Gu Xiangwan received a series of urgent calls from Song Li.

"Look what you did on the show? Instigated the best actor, mocked the best actress, quarreled with Song Xueer and even attacked others? You didn't read the director's script at all, Gu Xiangwan, do you still want to make money?"

Gu Xiangwan huddled in the chair and polished her nails. The phone was placed far away on the table. As for what Song Li said, she didn't hear a word clearly.

"The advertiser has a liquidated damages payment that has been urgently paid in the past two days. Gu Xiangwan, if you are more sensible, please flatter the director. Maybe he can introduce you to some other jobs and pay off the debt quickly!"

Amid Song Li's roar, Gu Xiangwan directly cut off the call. Looking at the meager balance in her bank card, she became troubled.

Even if the debt is not paid, the balance of this poor little star is really sad.Gu Xiangwan used to make a lot of money just by doing divination, and he was used to spending money lavishly. It was really uncomfortable to live in such a tight schedule.

I really have to think of other ways to make some money quickly...

Not long after, Gu Xiangwan's personal account started a live broadcast on the most popular short video platform.

She had not made any warm-up preparations in advance, and she did not even have time to apply for V certification for her personal account. As soon as the broadcast started, only a few people poured into the live broadcast room.

[Let me take a look at this fake account. 】

[Let me go, it’s really Gu Xiangwan. Have you been fired by the show team? 】

Gu Xiangwan looked at the camera with a smile: "No, it's just that the next program hasn't started yet."

There is a piece of A-[-] paper taped to the wall behind Gu Xiangwan, with several large characters written on it in colored pen: "Suan life, no money required, one rocket launcher at a time."

The simple ones are not even as good as the fake Taoist priests on the street.

People in the live broadcast room naturally noticed this piece of paper.

[Live broadcast fortune telling?Thank you for thinking that the authorities would quickly ban her. This person is engaged in feudal superstition! 】

"If you don't like it, you can quit. Don't cut off people's financial opportunities, otherwise be careful of retribution, dear."

Gu Xiangwan smiled, but his mouth was unforgiving.

Soon the news came out that Gu Xiangwan was conducting a live broadcast to tell people's fortunes. More and more people came to watch. The number of people in the live broadcast room skyrocketed, but no one gave her the gift she asked for.

According to the rules of the platform, a rocket launcher needs to be recharged with 1000 yuan to purchase [-] platform coins. The amount is not very large, but it is enough to prohibit ordinary people.

[It’s too dark. The fortune-telling studio next door only costs one lollipop. Why is it so expensive? 】

In fact, according to the platform rules, if the user pays 1000 yuan, the platform will directly deduct half of it. In the end, only [-] yuan ends up in Gu Xiangwan’s pocket. But she is too lazy to explain. The old god is sitting on the ground, picking a few at random. Barrage reply.

"I haven't received a resignation notice from the program team yet. If nothing happens, you should still be able to see me in the next episode."

"Mayor? It has nothing to do with me. If you want to know, you can ask the director."

"No money."

A steady stream of anti-fans poured in, and most of the comments on the barrage were abusive, which invisibly increased Gu Xiangwan's popularity.

More and more people were curious, and then the screen changed and the gift effects flashed.

Gu Xiangwan curled his lips: "Thank you boss for your support, Gao Fushuai, please get on the line."

Gu Xiangwan connected the user who bought the gift, and a man's face was printed on the screen.

The man looked ordinary, and the background was probably in an open grassland. He smiled maliciously when he saw Gu Xiangwan. "Hey, is this really a deal-breaker? I thought it was time to leave after asking for a few gifts."

Gu Xiangwan is smiling but not smiling. At first glance, this rich second generation looks good, but upon closer inspection, the distance between his eyebrows and eyes is extremely narrow, and he has a pair of provocative ears. He cannot gather wealth and is prone to bad luck.

"A gift counts once, and no child can be deceived. What do you want to count?"

The man leaned back lazily on the chair and looked at Gu Xiangwan with evil intentions: "How about we count it as marriage?"

Gu Xiangwan's face was expressionless: "Anchor is a prostitute, not a prostitute. Since you don't know what it means, I can tell you whatever you want. You have a good family background, but it's a pity that you are not your biological parents, and you will lose it soon. You still have to be careful with everything you have now.”

"Oh, that's alarmist. Are you going to say that buying your stuff will help me avoid financial losses? Tell me, is it a bracelet or an ornament? As long as you make me happy, I can pay for anything."

"Prodigal son, what else do you want to buy?"

Another older man's voice came from the other side of the screen.

Immediately afterwards, the rich and handsome man spoke to the man: "Dad, there is someone here who tells my fortune. He said that I am not the biological child of you and mom. Do you think that is ridiculous?"

"what!"

The middle-aged man over there immediately became serious, and then a well-maintained face appeared on the screen.

"Did you figure it out?"

Gu Xiangwan nodded calmly: "Your real son is not him. He was hugged wrongly when he was in the hospital."

[Excuse me, what kind of bloody plot is this? Does she think this is a TV series? 】

[The civet cat replacing the prince has long been out of date. 】

[You can say whatever you want, since people can’t verify it after so many years, she can naturally say whatever she wants. 】

"Master, could you please do the math for me? Where is my child now? I can pay you any amount!"

The middle-aged man on the screen looked so excited that he almost cried, and the disbelieving voice of the rich second generation over there came.

"Dad, you actually believe what she says, you are a genius!"

"Don't talk nonsense! My child, in fact, your mother and I found out about the time you had a car accident a few years ago and needed a blood transfusion, but we never told you. We have been investigating for so many years, but we don't know where the child went. Where is it, is it still alive..."

"Don't worry too much, the child is still there. Are you in City B? There is your child among the graduate students of the universities in the west of the city. He grew up in an orphanage, and the conditions are probably not very good."

"Thank you, Master, I'll go look for you right now!"

[Hey, don’t worry, I’m going offline right now. Let’s finish the whole drama. 】

[The sitter that Gu Xiangwan found was really dedicated. I almost believed it with that expression on his face. 】

[Directing and acting, do you think the audience is all fools? 】

There were more and more questioning voices in the barrage, and Gu Xiangwan called out to the man who was about to log off in time.

"Wait a minute, sir, if you don't mind, can you search for your child while you're connected? I can help you point out a clearer path."

Under Gu Xiangwan's guidance, the rich second generation's father did not hang up. Instead, he took his mobile phone with him and set off towards the university town amidst the rich second generation's cries.

(End of this chapter)

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