Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

Many users of Mifanku are young people, and many more, they also have to take the college entrance examination in June.

So when Zhen Qiong asked this question casually, not only Gao Guoguo and the others were stunned, but many netizens in the live broadcast room were also stunned.

However, Gao Guoguo and the others still have to think hard about the answer, and the netizens reacted and tapped on the keyboard.

"I'm just watching a live broadcast, why do I have to suffer this kind of problem?"

"So what is the answer?"

"Zhen is always the devil, right? It scares the child."

It looked like Gao Guoguo was shocked, still thinking about finding the answer from the barrage, but there were too many barrage, and there were any answers. She didn't know which one was correct.

Almost a minute later, Zhen Qiong said, "The answer is D, which eases the main contradiction in society. It seems that your studies are not good enough. I will notify Miss Nohara to increase your class time."

"No..." As soon as Gao Guoguo said, Zhen Qiong hung up the call, making her look sad.

"Hahaha! Mr. Zhen has done a good job. The college entrance examination is going to happen next year. He must study hard."

"Shut up! If Guoguo and the others study hard, who shall we watch live?"

"We can watch them study!"

"Study is so boring, who sees it?"

"Sing and dance while studying."

"You are the real devil!"

Looking at the messy barrage, Gao Guoguo burst into tears and said: "Our manager Zhen is good at everything, but he values ​​our academic performance too much and is more nervous than my parents."

As soon as Gao Guoguo's voice fell, a golden barrage appeared in the middle of the live broadcast room: "I'm still watching the live broadcast!"

The person who sent the barrage was Zhen Qiong. His account was obtained by Shi Zhongchuan from the rice library for him, and it was an official authentication account.

As long as you move the mouse to his avatar, you can see a row of gilded characters "Founder and CEO of Qiongshen Technology Entertainment Co., Ltd.".

In addition, in the live broadcast room, Zhen Qiong also bought a "Capital Governor" for 20,000 yuan a month. The barrage he sent out in the live broadcast room is like the flames of the night. As long as you are not blind, you can see it. .

With luck, Gao Guoguo moved the mouse to the avatar of Zhen Qiong's account with a trembling hand. Looking at the funny avatar, the official certification popped up. She rolled her eyes and almost fainted.

Xiao Ke's eyesight was quick, and he hugged Gao Guoguo and helped her pinch the crowd.

Seeing Gao Guoguo like this, Zhen Qiong was also a little embarrassed, so he was very heroic in the live broadcast room, brushing the ten most expensive gifts-big pot of rice.

A large pot of rice is worth a thousand Longhuang coins, and one will be broadcast on the whole station, not to mention that Zhen Qiong also brushed ten in one breath.

The Mifanku live broadcast has only just started, and such a big deal shocked many netizens in other live broadcast rooms.

They flocked to the live broadcast room of Linglun 512 one after another, wanting to see what kind of treasure anchor it is that can win the favor of the local tyrants.

There are also many anchors who also ran over. Their ideas are more utilitarian, just to see if they can hold the thighs of the local tyrants.

Then they all looked at the five beautiful girls, two of them were holding each other shivering, and one fell into the arms of the other person, seeming to fainted from fear, being pinched by the beautiful girl in her arms.

There is also a beautiful girl who can remain calm. She smiled and said: "Thank you Mr. Zhen for the big pot of rice, Mr. Zhen is magnificent! We will definitely study hard and make progress every day."

The netizens and anchors who have just arrived have no idea what this is, but the barrage is very happy.

"Coco, you let go of Guoguo and let me come!"

"Oh! I fainted too, I need Cocoa hug to get up."

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Haiye is Haiye, he's not chaotic when he's in danger, he's quite a general!"

"Huihui and Xinxin hugged so tightly and so naturally, I seem to have discovered something!"

"Ah! My love! No!"

"No! Isn't this better?"

"Who can refuse two beautiful girls and post them in front of you?"

Many anchors found Zhen Qiong's account, and then some anchors had no choice but to leave.

Mr. Zhen gives gifts to his girl idol group, just like buying gifts for his own daughter.

These outsiders, what qualifications do they have to let Mr. Zhen give them gifts?

However, there are still many anchors who want to be the "stepmother" of Linglun 512, so they send a private message to Zhen Qiong, the content is all kinds of licks, and there are even voluntary appointments.

For these people, Zhen Qiong completely ignored them, because he had turned off the live broadcast of Mifanku and called Nohara Sakura.

Compared with Gao Guoguo's nervousness, Yehara Sakura seemed calmer when she saw Zhen Qiong's call.

"Hello, President Zhen, do you have any instructions?"

"I saw Guoguo's live broadcast, what's the matter?" Zhen Qiong asked straightaway.

"Oh. Mr. Zhen, it's like this..."

Sakura Yehara told Zhen Qiong about the ins and outs of the matter, including that it was Chen Shuji who made a plea, so she gave Linglun 512 a pretty good live broadcast contract. That's why Zhen Qiong saw this scene.

After Zhen Qiong listened, she sneered inwardly.

Oh it's you! Chen Shuji! This account, the son of God has taken note of it!

Before Zhen Qiong thought, since the contracts have been signed, in the spirit of the contract, let Gao Guoguo and the others go live.

Anyway, after the platform is divided, it will not make much money, and the daily expenses for filling in the Linglun 512 training base are not enough.

Moreover, according to Linglun 512's contract, starting from next month, at the beginning of the month and at the middle of the month, Gao Guoguo and the others will have to take an exam.

If you have good results, you will be able to perform on stage. If you do not have good results, then it is a pity that you can only make persistent efforts.

Zhen Qiong thought that with Gao Guoguo and the others now, the exam at the beginning of the month was definitely not satisfactory.

He was able to use the unsatisfactory results as an excuse to reduce the time spent on live broadcasts, thereby reducing the popularity of Gao Guoguo.

But now, he decided not to wait until next month.

now! immediately! immediately! He wants Chen Shuji to pay the price!

Thinking of this, Zhen Qiong said: "I just checked it out a while ago. Guoguo and the others couldn't even answer a multiple-choice question. Did they really study hard?"

"President Zhen, they are in class. The teachers are in place, and they have at least four hours a day to study cultural classes."

"Too little. Increase to six hours."

Four hours? Are you kidding me? Have you ever seen a senior high school student who only studied for four hours a day?

"Ah? President Zhen, but in this case, the other time is not enough."

After the talents of various positions in the training base were in place one after another, Gao Guoguo and the others were fully arranged every day.

But every arrangement is scientific and reasonable and will never overspend Gao Guoguo's health.

Therefore, the time for studying has increased, so the time for other aspects will naturally be reduced, and now the only thing that can be reduced is the live broadcast.

However, Mifanku’s live broadcast has just given a big publicity to the live broadcast room of Linglun 512, and the effect seems to be good, so I cut the duration of the live broadcast, and I am a little sorry.

"No. There is no need to reduce the duration of the live broadcast. Anyway, in the contract, there is no statement about what must be broadcasted. In that case, it is better to broadcast Guoguo to their studies."

Ren Mei Ge is sweet, right? Can sing and dance, right? This magical child pinched you all and let them live study.

I don’t believe anyone can watch such a boring live broadcast!

"Huh? Is this all right?"

"What's wrong? Isn't this a two-seat thing? Okay, you can arrange it! It will start tomorrow."

"Okay. Mr. Zhen. I'll do it now."