I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

"I'm a slave to Tengfei Entertainment. I'm really fed up with it. Every day I don't want to go to work and I hope the company and the boss disappear. But I didn't expect the company to really go bankrupt today, and I'm now an unemployed slave! No, hehe."

"dong dong dong"

The door of the president's office of Tengfei Entertainment was knocked again. In a fit of rage, Sun Dahu smashed the laptop on the table against the door with a loud "bang".

"Get lost! I'll chop off the hand of anyone knocking on the door!"

Sun Dahu roared and swept all the documents on the table to the ground with a wave of his hand. As if he was not satisfied, he picked up the potted plant on the table and smashed it on the honor display cabinet behind him.

"bang bang bang"

The honor plates and other items on the display cabinet were scattered all over the floor.

The broken phone on the ground rang. Sun Dahu picked it up and smashed it hard on the ground, breaking the phone into pieces.

He felt helpless and irritable. As an excellent entrepreneur, he had seen all kinds of storms. Ever since Pei Zhiheng lost control and jumped to Goodnight Culture, nothing had gone smoothly in their company.

After Zhou Xiong got into trouble, he blamed all the faults on Goodnight Culture and wanted to take revenge on them like crazy.

It was this thought that doomed him.

He regretted not listening to Hu Jun.

Now, those high-ranking officials who used to be his close friends avoided him like the plague. Even if he begged for help in a humble manner, no one was willing to save Tengfei Entertainment.

Good Night Culture also refused to accept any apology or compensation. This time, Sun Dahu was hit by more than just a steel plate.

Regret is no longer enough to describe his mood at the moment.

-

Wen Wan leaned on the sofa, tapping on his phone intermittently and entering Shuiyin. I found Yan Langyue's Shuiyin account in the follow list and clicked on it.

In the live broadcast room, the seductive and enchanting songs made people's bones go soft. Yan Langyue twisted her waist like a snake and danced to the music, like a succubus casting an illusion. Every movement was so amazing and irresistible that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Wen Wan couldn't help but sigh, he was so good at twisting, even better than a woman like her.

Reward, reward, reward, you must reward.

"Level 75 Wanwan gives the anchor Qingfenglangyue Carnival*100"

"Oh my god, the Wanhuang! The Wanhuang finally appeared!"

"I was held in place for 30 seconds. That level 75 rich woman is awesome! She just threw 100 Huazi! Ah! I'm going crazy! Why isn't this money for me? 30! "

"Just looking at the people upstairs, I can tell you've never seen the world. This is just the beginning. You haven't seen the strength of our Late Emperor. Haven't you seen a thousand carnivals if we don't agree?"

"So fierce? This isn't a rich woman, this is a fucking Goddess of Wealth! From now on, why worship the God of Wealth? Just worship the Emperor Wan!"

"Is this Wan Huang? The Wan Huang on the Shuiyin trending search list? Holy crap, I saw him alive."

"Who understands? A few days ago, I was lucky enough to witness the scene where the late emperor was deified on the spot. It was so hot!"

"I wonder if I can still see the battle of the century today? Looking forward to it."

"You think a rich woman's money comes from the wind and can be thrown away at will."

Just as Wen Wan was watching with great interest, a furry head came over and asked, "Has your taste changed?"

Suddenly, a sour citrus smell wafted through the air.

The soft hair brushed across Wen Wan's cheek, causing a tingling sensation.

Luo Mingchuan turned his head and looked at Wen Wan through the loose hair on his forehead.

Perhaps because he was at home, he was dressed casually with his hair down, looking less fierce and calculating and more obedient.

Wen Wan opened her mouth and was about to speak when a grape fell into her mouth. She bit it open and her mouth was filled with the sour and sweet taste of grapes.

Luo Mingchuan tilted his head and kissed her on the mouth.

Her breathing stopped and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Luo Mingchuan took a sip and moved away so quickly that Wen Wan couldn't react.

"How could I be so careless while eating grapes? The juice is all spilling out." Luo Mingchuan licked his lips and said, "They are so sweet."

His bewitching voice spread in her ears.