One hundred yuan to survive: this anchor has a conscience but not much

Chapter 7 This money won't fall from the sky, will it?

On the other side, inside the security room.

The photographer's mentality has collapsed, and he is directly petrified in place.

Although Lu Chen is a security guard with no social status and low salary, he can't stand it easily!

Going to work every day is sleeping and confiscating the owner's takeaway, which is [-] lower than myself in a month.

Not to mention other people, even I am envious of such a job.

After a while, the photographer slowly came back to his senses, sighed, and said helplessly:

"It's considered a job now! But bro, isn't your money confiscated by the program crew?"

"We also need money to eat, we can't expect money to fall from the sky, can we?"

As soon as the words were finished, a red "Grandpa Mao" floated onto Lu Chen's table following the breeze.

Photographer: "???"

"Why don't you knock one to God?"

Lu Chen picked up Grandpa Mao on the table and asked tentatively.

Photographer: "..."

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room were also laughing so hard that they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear.

【Hahaha!The photographer is poisonous milk!I am really convinced!Say whatever you want! 】

[It was said that Lu Chen was not good at work and had no future, but the chairman of Tianyu Biology came! 】

[Said there was no money, but the money floated directly in front of them! 】

[Photographer!Wish me that I will fail the postgraduate entrance examination! 】

[(Laughing and crying) These two people get together, why are they so funny! ! 】

【…】

Lu Chen glanced at his luck buff calmly, and there were still about ten minutes left.

Quickly stuffed the 100 yuan in front of him into his pocket, turned to the photographer and said:

"Let's buy lottery tickets!"

"Hey!!!Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

The photographer glanced at the 100 yuan in Lu Chen's hand, and couldn't help reminding:
"Brother, have you ever thought that it might be dropped by the owner?"

"Huh? Is it?"

I saw Lu Chen frowned involuntarily, pondered for a long time, and then said seriously:

"You said... Is it possible that this money is not thrown here by others?"

Photographer: "Do you think I look like a pen?"

Lu Chen nodded seriously.

"Yes!"

Photographer: "I mean, do you look like me?"

"I said yes!"

[Detected changes in the surrounding emotional value, and obtained +100 emotional value from Qin Shou! 】

[Detected changes in the surrounding emotional value, and obtained +200 emotional value from Qin Shou! 】

【detected……】

The photographer was so angry that his chest kept rising and falling, and he put his hands on his chest to calm down for a while.

He said seriously to Lu Chen again:
"It's money anyway. Although it's not much, you should look for it!"

The photographer's face was gloomy, like a volcano that had been silent for a long time and was about to erupt.

Lu Chen didn't dare touch him again, for fear that the volcano would erupt.

I had no choice but to stick my head out of the security room, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one, I whispered:

"Who dropped 100 yuan! If you drop it, please go to the security room to collect it within three seconds!"

"If no one comes to claim it, it will be considered unclaimed!"

Lu Chen silently said one, two, three. After counting, he immediately turned his head, pretended to be helpless, spread his hands and said:

"Look! Sure enough, no one lost money?"

An angry hashtag has appeared on the photographer's forehead.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he said:
"Can you please be quieter???"

I was standing next to him, and I couldn't hear Lu Chen's shout unless I pricked up my ears to listen carefully.

If it is really lost, it is even more impossible to hear it.

"Isn't this just awakened by what you said and thinking about life? Security guards really have no future!"

"I decided to work hard from today! Work hard!"

"This is the 100 yuan that changed my destiny!"

With 100 yuan in his hand, Lu Chen looked at the photographer firmly with burning eyes.

Before the photographer could understand what Lu Chen's voice had to do with his words waking him up, he was dragged out of the security room by Lu Chen and brought to the lottery shop not far from the entrance of the community.

"Boss! Here's a 100 yuan scratch-off!"

Lu Chen proudly took out 100 yuan and threw it on the boss's desk.

It wasn't until the photographer saw the decoration in the lottery shop that he realized that Lu Chen had pulled him out.

Not to find the owner, but to sell the stolen goods.

The photographer looked at Lu Chen, then at the hundred-yuan bills on the counter of the lottery shop, and asked involuntarily:
"Brother, is this why you told me that you want to start working hard and change your destiny???"

Buying a lottery ticket here, how can you change your destiny?
After being caught by the owner, the beating is more serious?

"Yeah! Isn't this the fastest way to change your destiny?"

"Think about it! First of all, if we pick up money, it means we are lucky?"

"Shouldn't we take advantage of our luck and buy some scratch-offs?"

Lu Chen glanced at it calmly. On the virtual panel in front of him, there were still 10 minutes left of his strong luck buff, which was completely in time.

in the live room.

[In a sense, this is indeed the fastest way to change your destiny! (funny)】

【Hahaha!Before Lu Chen dragged the photographer away, I thought I was really looking for the owner! 】

[I am sworn to death with gambling and drugs! (Breaking sound)】

[Upstairs, Huang, you didn't mention a word! 】

[Fuck!After paying to sleep, paying to buy scratch-offs appeared! 】

【…】

Before the photographer could refuse, the five scratch cards were placed on the counter and appeared in front of their eyes.

"Don't worry! Did you forget that I still have a hundred extra money?"

"It really doesn't work, I'll use the one hundred to return it to him!"

Hearing Lu Chen's remarks, the photographer thought that Lu Chen had earned 100 yuan before, so he nodded slightly and felt relieved.

But I still warned Lu Chen.

"Ten bets and nine loses! It's not easy for you to earn money, and you don't have a second meal after eating. Do you still have to waste money on this?"

In his eyes, Lu Chen is not only bad at being a security guard, but also good at gambling.

The cameraman couldn't help but wonder, how did such a person get into the program?But he still picked up the camera and continued to point at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen, who was in front of the camera, felt relieved when he heard the photographer's words.

"Your words are enough!"

After all, the poisonous milk of the photographer has a bit of metaphysics in it.

Lu Chen gently scratched off the coating of the scratch pad and compared it with the winning numbers.

The first one, missed.

Lu Chen was not discouraged at all, and started to scratch the second one, but missed again.

The third one, still missed.

At this time, Lu Chen was a little panicked, and looked at the strong luck buff on his panel again in puzzlement.

With 3 minutes left, it stands to reason that I should have won a card no matter what.

Lu Chen continued to pick up the fourth scratch card, but the result was still the same.

He was a little unbelieving, and wondered if he had read it wrong. He took the scratch card and compared it with the winning number for a long time, but he still didn't win, and pinned his hopes on the last one.

The photographer was very calm about this, as if he had expected the ending a long time ago.

"The last one is left, let's scratch it!"

(End of this chapter)