Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Fu Chi always remembered what Zheng said at the beginning.

Every time there is an echo, my heart will throb.

That feeling is amazing...

Fu Chi responded to the incident on Weibo.

Prove that he has an object, but I hope everyone will not disturb him.

Not many people have defaned, but many people scold Chuzheng.

But Fu Chi stopped responding, and nothing new broke out, and the heat dropped day by day.

No matter how uncomfortable everyone feels, they must finally accept the fact that Fu Chi has a target.

When Fu Chi was broadcasting live, these were the same.

Chuzheng is as always krypton gold.

[I think God of Wealth is true love. ]

[I think so. ]

[The God of Wealth did not abandon our cubs like this. It is definitely true love. Cub, don't fall in love anymore. What good is it to fall in love! ! ]

[Little poor girl who is broken in love doesn't want to talk, but still has to screen for her husband]

[The most sad one should be God of Wealth! ]

Chu·The God of Wealth·Zheng was not sad at all, and even wanted to give her cub a little more krypton.

The good guy card is really a good spender.

Chuzheng lit the gift with joy, the screen was almost blocked by the gift, and Fu Chi's face was no longer visible.

After Chuzheng finished the gift, he returned to the homepage.

There is a big cover annual Internet celebrity voting event on the homepage.

This... looks like it can be gold!

Chuzheng went in and took a look at the rules, and it turned out to be an activity of krypton gold.

Krypton gold is required for Chu Zheng to roll up his sleeves.

and many more!

I didn’t sign up for the Goodman Card!

[Private Chat] God of Wealth: Official vote, sign up.

[Private chat] Jinghexun: Thank you, I will not participate in that.

Fu Chi had seen someone on the barrage just now, but he was not interested.

[Private chat] God of Wealth: I will send you up.

[Private chat] Jinghexun: No need.

[Private Chat] God of Wealth:...

Own cub, hold it for yourself!

Chu Zheng took his mobile phone and slid to the entrance of the study. Fu Chi had almost finished the live broadcast and was packing up his things while interacting with the audience.

When Xu Shi saw Chu Zheng, he was packing things faster.

Fu Chi turned off the live broadcast.

Chuzheng strolled in with a serious face: "I will use the study room."

Fu Chi was stunned. She had never said that she would use the study for such a long time.

He stepped aside: "Yeah."

Chu Zheng looked at him.

Fu Chi pointed outside: "Tell me to go out."

"if not?"

Fu Chi was a little strange, but he left the study with his own things and closed the door smoothly.

Chu Zheng immediately pulled away the chair and sat down.

Fu Chi only turned off the live broadcast, and left the rest. Chu Zheng directly clicked on the registration page and submitted the information for registration.

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Fu Chizheng wondered what Chuzheng was doing with the study, when he suddenly received a text message reminding him of successful registration.

He did not sign up...

Fu Chi got up and went into the study.

The girl sat in front of the computer, staring at the screen intently.

He walked over suspiciously, all web pages had been closed, and she was looking at a foreign website.

"What's the matter?" Seeing him come in, Chu Zheng looked at him calmly and naturally.

Fu Chi's eyes stayed on the computer for a few seconds: "Have you signed up for me?"

"What sign up?"

Fu Chi showed her the text message.

"The official voting event, did you register for me?"

Chu Zheng shook his head, denying firmly: "No."

"Not you?"

When he went out just now, he didn't turn off the webpage. His account was posted on it, and the only person who could operate it was her.

"No." Chu Zheng said solemnly: "What good is it for me to lie to you?"

"It's not you..." Fu Chi frowned slightly, suspiciously: "Who is that?"

"Official." Chuzheng throws the pot to the official without any pressure: "There is nothing wrong with participating in this event, you must get the first." The first can be a lot of gold!

official?

Will the official sign up for others?

Fu Chi clicked on the contact list and asked the official staff.

Officials said that there is such a thing, the top 30 anchors on the list, the official will automatically sign up.

"You have something else?"

"...No." Fu Chi always thought something was weird, but he couldn't tell: "We will go out to eat tonight."

Chu Zheng nodded to show that he knew.

Fu Chi exited the room.

Chu Zheng immediately reached out and patted his chest and took out the phone under the table.

The interface still stays at the chat interface with 001.

Thanks to her quick response, otherwise she would be exposed.

[Miss sister, what can't you say? 】

You know what a fart.

What if the good guy knows that I'm giving him krypton money and he doesn't live broadcast?

This good person card does not worship money.

[...] It seems to make sense.

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Fu Chi's fans are very active in the rankings, far ahead of other anchors.

Of course, God of Wealth contributed the most.

The local fans of other anchors are completely inferior to Chuzheng.

The anchor's small business card received by Chuzheng is again ×N.

Just as this activity was in full swing, someone on the Internet suddenly broke the news of Fu Chi.

When Chuzheng saw this revelation, the incident has been fermented for some time, and the hot searches have been posted.

#新晋网红男神真脸#

#闘鹤寻LG#

One person broke out a picture of Fu Chi and a man entering the hotel.

I don't know if it's the shooting angle or other reasons. In short, Fu Chi and the man in the photo look extremely ambiguous.

[No wonder he suddenly became popular, it turned out that someone was holding him. ]

[Good-looking women and men are inevitably being sneaked. ]

[This photo is fake at first sight, my husband is not that kind of person! ]

[Don’t talk too much! Slandering our cubs, won't your conscience hurt? ]

[The facts are in front of you, what else is there to wash? ]

[What can a photo show? ]

The Internet is roughly divided into three groups of people.

Wife fan, mother fan, Yan fan and so on who speak for Fu Chi.

Keyboard man who scolds when he sees the picture, or other fans who fish in troubled waters.

In the end, there is nothing to do with the crowd.

These three groups of people quickly ignited the heat and remained high.

Chu Zheng stared at the picture for a while, then quit to call Guancang.

"Miss Ai?" Guancang answered quickly, with a flattering tone: "What can you do?"

The God of Wealth came to give money.

Can you be upset?

"Fu Chi's matter, you can handle it." Chu Zheng said.

"Fu Chi?"

Guancang was a little confused, I went through it in my head, there is no such person in the entertainment circle!

But Guancang is smart, he immediately searched the Internet, and the Internet celebrity...

It still looks so good.

Gee.

"Miss Ai, what do you want to do?"

"He is my person." Chu Zheng said concisely.

"Okay, Miss Ai, I understand." Guan Cang gave Chuzheng a wave. He was professional, and Chuzheng didn't bother to listen, so he had to do it quickly.

Close warehouse: "..."

How can I do it?

Just the information online?

Seki Kurabuki himself is professional, which is also a bit capable.

Close the warehouse and let the team analyze it first.

"Miss Ai, there is a navy inside..." Guan Cang called Chu Zheng.

"You also look for the navy." First stabilize the situation!

"Miss Ai, this money..."

Chuzheng boss shot the case: "Money is not a problem."

"Okay, then I will do it immediately."

Guan Cang soon took the navy off the field, mixed with those fans, and quickly turned the battle to Fu Chi's side.