Rebirth declares war on the honest

Chapter 171. 165. The Goddess Sings the Third

"Brother, besides running a club, you should have other industries, right?"

In this year's e-sports circle, no club investor is engaged in e-sports full-time. Many owners are purely personal hobbies and are willing to invest for their hobbies. Winning the club's championship is equivalent to realizing their own dreams.

"Ahem, brother Cong, the coffee you just ordered is my property. If you like it, I will open a black gold senior membership for you later."

Gu Yun pointed to the Raw Coconut Latte in Prince Wang's hand. He seemed to like drinking it very much. There was only a quarter of the big cup of coffee left.

"Fuck! Is this coffee your family's business?"

Wang Gongzi was very surprised. This new local brand called Coffee Justice opened in Shanghai not long ago. The girls around him almost had a cup when they went shopping. Even he fell in love with this taste, and ordered a few cups every day. .

"Coincidentally, Brother Cong told me the coffee justice account number, and I will find the staff on the technical line to arrange it."

For a wealthy second generation like Wang Gongzi, in order to build a good relationship, it is not appropriate to directly deliver coffee. A senior member is arranged for him internally, and he can upgrade the SOE small black cup for free during delivery, so that he can naturally show it in front of the girl. Distinguished and distinguished.

The two chatted for a while again. From games to live broadcasts to Pusi Capital's next business layout, Mr. Wang found that although this little brother is young, his knowledge of emerging industries is simply top-notch in the industry. Come up with new ideas.

"rua!"

Brother Feng's roar came from the training room. Judging from the excitement of the voice, it must be that ig had won.

"Nice! Brother Feng is awesome!"

The victory or defeat of the training match is a common matter in military affairs. After chatting with Gu Yun for a long time, Wang Gongzi also gave up the idea of ​​​​acquisition.

There is no righteousness in buying and selling, the two added a contact information, and it is not bad to make friends.

Ever since Gu Yun let go of her rhetoric that she didn't have to worry about the establishment of an established shopping mall, Wen Ju simply took a few days off for herself, went through the whole process of skin care, spa, massage and beauty sleep, and swept away the exhaustion of the high-intensity work in Shanghai.

But after a few days, Gu Yun seemed to only care about the competition and training, and seemed to be indifferent to the company's affairs, so Wen Ju couldn't help but kill him.

"Where's Gu Yun?"

In the training base, Wen Ju asked coldly.

Liu Xing pointed to Gu Yun's room in the back room without making a sound.

Wen Ju pushed open the door, Gu Yun was catching up on sleep after a hangover, had a big drink with Prince Wang the day before yesterday, and experienced the feeling of his response to everyone in a nightclub in Shanghai. It turns out that the life of a real rich is like this.

It turns out that it is not enough to have money, but also to be famous.

For example, the national husband, this reputation is not something that ordinary people can get.

Wen Ju looked at Gu Yun's side face, his eyelashes trembled slightly in his sleep, and there was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, he didn't know what good he had dreamed about.

The boy's quilt was not tightly covered, and his clear abdominal muscles were looming after long-term exercise.

It's still pretty.

Wen Ju, who had come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, saw this scene, and didn't have the heart to wake him up, so she bent down to flatten the quilt for him, and went out to make a cup of sober tea.

Before closing the door, the girl pressed a kiss lightly on Gu Yun's forehead.

The princess is here to kiss you, why are you still awake?
Magic obviously has no effect on hangovers. After Gu Yun naturally woke up, he came to the training room in the living room in a daze, and found that someone had already sat down in front of his computer.

That figure seemed to be watching a live broadcast, and the anchor on the big screen even looked familiar.

"Thank you Shihuang for sending the plane, Shihuang is magnificent!"

Am I dreaming?
How did I hear Shen Qingcheng's voice thanking the gift?

Gu Yun rubbed his eyes, finally seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he suddenly became sober.

Fuck me!When did Wenju come?
It's okay to come, the live broadcast page I opened yesterday has not been closed, and it just happened to be the time for Shen Qingcheng's live broadcast again.

When Wen Ju passed Gu Yun's computer with hangover tea, she saw a familiar face out of the corner of her eye, and she never moved away.

"What's the matter, is my snail girl brewing tea for me?"

Seeing that Wen Ju's eyes were no longer right, Gu Yun quickly acted preemptively and changed the subject.

"Mr. Gu, oh no, no, Shihuang, can you tell me how many gifts you give to have the title of emperor?"

Wen Ju stood up from the computer chair, twisted Gu Yun's soft waist hard, his eyes were full of resentment.

"I can only reveal one number, well, 12."

It was rare for Liu Xing to see Gu Yun deflated in front of his sister, he suppressed his smile and fanned the flames.

"12? It's really yours, Shihuang."

Wen Ju's tone became sour, "She can sing and dance well, and she's also good-looking. It's normal for you to give her gifts. I understand. Don't you feel like a boss?"

"normal"

"Understandable"

The textbook-like yin and yang aura spread throughout the entire training hall, and the team members exchanged a look of watching the show. It was so funny to see the boss being taught a lesson.

Just as Gu Yun wanted to explain, Shen Qingcheng on the screen just said: "What song does Emperor Shi want to hear?"

Ever since Gu Yun and Shen Qingcheng broke through the last stage, the scale of her live broadcast was limited to chatting, singing and dancing folk dances, and things like black silk dances disappeared automatically, leaving only Gu Yun to enjoy them.

Not only is Shen Qingcheng very clear about her own position, but she also has the consciousness of being a canary.

While Gu Yun was sleeping, Wen Ju used his account to fly two planes over there, and also experienced the feeling of the emperor spending a lot of money in the live broadcast room.

At the moment, there was a trace of teasing at the corner of her mouth, and she continued to type on Gu Yun's account: "Sing an indifferent "Little Three" and listen to it."

Tell you to fool a man to pay money, and see if you can get off the stage after singing this miraculous song!
"Hahahahahaha."

"Shihuang is really a bad taste, I want to hear the goddess sing mistress."

"Qingcheng usually sings love songs, I've never heard her sing this kind of salivary songs, she really has taste!"

As soon as they heard that "Little Three" was going to be sung, the barrage exploded, and many left messages expressing their desire to hear it.

In front of the camera, Shen Qingcheng's face remained unchanged. She thought it was Gu Yun himself who left the message. It doesn't matter what kind of goddess demeanor and reserved frame it is in front of him. Since Gu Yun wants to hear it, then sing it for him.

The music accompaniment sounded, and Shen Qingcheng's crisp voice resounded through the live broadcast room.

【Finally you became someone else's mistress】

【I also know it's not because of love】

Wen Ju didn't expect that Shen Qingcheng would really sing. She originally wanted to see the embarrassment of the anchor, but he didn't care at all, and sang openly, without restraint at all.

The audience also gave Shen Qingcheng unanimous praise. Gifts flew into the live broadcast room, and the barrage of praise was overwhelming.

It turns out that this is the live broadcast effect.

Facing Shen Qingcheng, who calmed down the embarrassment and thanked the gift with a smile for the camera, Wen Ju gradually became less angry than at the beginning.

Forget it, it seems that people are not just fooling Gu Yun into swiping gifts. As a big anchor, it is normal to swipe gifts in the live broadcast room and thank them.

It seems that Gu Yun is just one of them who has a lot of brushes, an ordinary little fan.

Men, it's all like that.

Wen Ju pulled Gu Yun out the door and went straight to the famous West Nanjing Road.

Regarding the company's development and the expansion of new stores, leave it to me first, and I have to talk about it first.

"Buy me clothes! I can't buy enough for 12, I'll never finish with you today!"

The girl pointed angrily at the Plaza [-] in front of her, and squeezed Gu Yun's hand tightly with the other hand.

(End of this chapter)