Feng Shui live broadcast: A haunted house worth 50 million is not worth living in

As soon as Chen Yile returned, Li Yaoyao came to greet him.

"Boss, how's it going? Did you come to an agreement?"

Chen Yile shook his head and said, "The money given is too little. Thirty thousand yuan is not enough to even support you."

"So, I refused."

"Thirty thousand yuan?" Li Yaoyao frowned. "That's definitely a little less."

"I see that those signed anchors make a lot of money."

"Right," Chen Yile said. "So, it's not that I don't give them face, but forget it, let's wait until they figure it out. Get ready, don't take a break today, and continue live streaming to make money."

Li Yaoyao immediately said yes.

As soon as he started broadcasting, his fans rushed in one after another. It was his first time broadcasting, but the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded 10,000.

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen, I heard that Wang Lun had another accident in the hospital."

"Fuck, guys, how come you're so well-informed? Please give me a detailed explanation."

"Yes, that's what I wanted to say too. Please give me a detailed answer."

……

Chen Yile was also a little confused.

"Brothers, are you guys going to the hospital? Don't do that."

However, before the fans could respond, a request for a live broadcast suddenly came in.

And it was Wang Lun.

Chen Yile picked up the phone and saw Wang Lun still lying on the hospital bed.

It wasn't a cell phone he was holding, but a beautiful woman.

"Brother Wang, how are you? Are you okay?" Chen Yile asked with a smile.

Wang Lun's face turned pale and he asked, "Did you do something to me?"

"What can I do to you?" Chen Yile was dumbfounded. "We are so far away from each other."

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Don't blame me when something happens to you."

Fans in the live broadcast room started to mock him.

"Good boy, now you're suspecting someone of something, hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"

"In other words, if you can't afford to lose, don't play."

"I also want to say, if you can't afford to lose, don't play. Haha, you insisted on gambling, and now you blame others."

"Looking at this, is there really something wrong again? Tell me the truth."

……

"Husband, what did you promise me?" Zhao Qianqian asked.

Wang Lun then took a moment to formulate his words and said, "I admit defeat. I admit that you are a Feng Shui master, but I failed in my fight against counterfeiting. I am a clown."

"Are you satisfied with this?"

Chen Yile couldn't help laughing: "I don't know what you are talking about, but you really look like a clown right now."

"Don't be like that," Wang Lun said. "I'm definitely a fake anchor, and I admit it when I was wrong."

"Look at me now, I'm in such a state, why don't you say anything more?"

Chen Yile smiled: "I still like your rebellious look at the beginning."

"Master, I truly admit my mistake," Wang Lun said. "I was already injured, and then I had a second accident at the hospital. I almost lost my leg."

"But there's still no bleeding. If there's a bloody disaster tomorrow, I can't even imagine the consequences."

Ding Dong!

At this time, Chen Yile received a WeChat message.

Just open it on your phone and take a look.

It was sent by Xiaoliyu, which contained a comparison chart of Wang Fang's photos and the hospital's plastic surgery records.

It was confirmed that Wang Fang was the anchor who previously sold counterfeit products.

Chen Yile looked up at Wang Lun. This guy was still begging for mercy.

For a moment, Chen Yile hesitated, not knowing whether he should expose him.

If this guy is exposed, his career will be over, but now he has surrendered and begged for mercy. Isn't it a bit unreasonable for me to do this?

"Master, I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me," Wang Lun said quickly. "Please put away your magical powers and stop bullying me. I'm still young, I have a family, and I don't want to die."

Chen Yile raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not a matter of whether I will forgive you or not. I can give up the bet, but your bloody disaster was not caused by me."

"If it's not you, then who is it?" Wang Lun asked fiercely. "Come on, I know you guys are all capable of some kind of sorcery."

"If you do it, just tell me. I won't say anything. Just let me go."

"It's so funny! I told you it wasn't me, but you still don't believe me." Chen Yile was also quite helpless. "Besides, if you just said it nicely, it would be fine, but you insist on saying it as if I owe you something."

"I'll let you go, but my conscience will be bothered."

"Don't!" Wang Lun was really scared and quickly sat up and said, "Brother, I really know I was wrong."

"I'm already honest, please, let me go."

Zhao Qianqian next to her also spoke.

"Please, Master, please let us go. We are just ordinary people."

Chen Yile was not happy about this.

"It was your fault in the first place, and now you're putting it on me. What? Am I the easier one to bully?"

"Don't portray yourself as a victim. If you ask me, the real victims are those live streamers you exposed as fake, right? Who knows how many are real and how many are fake?"

Wang Lun immediately became unhappy: "You can say that I lost this time, but you can't insult my profession!"

"I, Wang Lun, have been fighting fraud for several years and have never been involved in a wrongful conviction. Even if I made a mistake, I would always come to my senses and apologize."

"Don't spit bloody words at me here."

"Actually, we Taoists also believe in cause and effect," Chen Yile told him. "Don't you think your bloody disaster is caused by what you did?"

"I'll give you one last chance. Admit it and apologize, and everything will be fine. I can even help you for free."

But Wang Lun refused to listen and cursed, "You're talking nonsense! I've never hurt anyone. You're slandering me!"

"People like you shouldn't push your luck. You've already won, yet you still want to slander me!"

"Otherwise, even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

"Are you sure?" Chen Yile asked.

Wang Lun immediately said, "It's confirmed! I haven't done anything wrong, so why should I be afraid of ghosts knocking on my door?"

"Okay." Chen Yile said. "Well, I wish you good luck."

After saying that, Chen Yile hung up.

At this time, the fans in the live broadcast room were even angrier than him.

"What the hell! Brother Chen, you shouldn't be so nice to him."

"Yes, why should you help him for free? This kind of person will bite you back if you help him."

"Just as I thought, he was wrong, and then he started to portray himself as a victim. It's abominable!"

"He initially portrayed himself as so righteous and great! How shameless!"

……

Chen Yile now had no psychological burden and directly sent all these things to the female anchor.

"I know everything now. Do you want to confess it yourself, or do you want me to make it public?"