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

Chapter 8 How can he live so well as a security guard?

Lu Chen looked at the Scratch in front of him, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Carefully pick up the last scraper and scrape off the coating.

"Still missed! Boss, you can't be fake, right???"

Lu Chen stood up from his chair angrily, and asked loudly.

It stands to reason that my lucky value has doubled by ten times, so it should be very high.

Why can't you even hit the scratch-off game?

Suddenly, Lu Chen seemed to think of something, his body froze, and he froze in place.

If the lucky value is zero, then if it is multiplied ten times, isn't it still zero?

Thinking of this, Lu Chen recalled that when he played games to draw his wife, he relied on guarantees to get out, so he couldn't help covering his chest, feeling a little heartbroken.

One hundred yuan, for me now, that is a huge sum of money.

I actually just made a fuss like this, and didn't even hear the sound.

The photographer looked as if he had expected it, and asked knowingly:
"Brother, don't you want to change your destiny? How is it? Has it changed?"

Lu Chen was only briefly lost for a few seconds, and immediately adjusted his mentality.

Patting the photographer on the side, he said earnestly:
"Brother has worked hard, maybe this is fate, brother accepts fate!"

Afterwards, Lu Chen left the lottery shop with only a handsome back view for the photographer.

The photographer, on the other hand, was petrified in place, and Lu Chen's words kept echoing in his mind.

"Maybe this is fate!"

in the live room.

【Hahaha!What kind of hard work is this? Lu Chen laughed me to death! 】

【I'm just like Lu Chen every day, first I try my best to be strong, and then I accept my fate (funny)】

[Some people are reading jokes, some people are looking in the mirror (laughs)! 】

[You say he will show it, he really wants to win the lottery and change his life, but if you say he won't show it, he just gave up! 】

【…】

At this time, a barrage in the live broadcast room caught the attention of the audience.

[Everyone, go to NO.13's live broadcast room and watch it, I'm dying of laughter, this script can't perform this effect, right? 】

At this time, NO.13 live broadcast room.

Luo Cheng had just finished delivering the food and took a rest.

I didn't eat anything all morning, and I saw the delicacies Lu Chen ate in the security room before, and my stomach was already growling.

I walked into a small restaurant with my photographer, intending to spend a lot of money.

"Boss! What good food do you have here?"

Luo Cheng didn't look at the menu at all, and said very proudly.

Before joining the program group, he had never been to this small restaurant a few times.

In his impression, the only advantage of this kind of fly restaurant is that it is cheap.

Although the photographer on the side ate a lot in the security room, he was still thinking about the big meal Luo Cheng told him about.

Seeing Luo Cheng being so arrogant, he immediately fantasized about the next delicious meal.

Seeing the photographer like this, Luo Cheng naturally didn't say much, he just coughed.

He winked at the waiter and said:
"Is there any abalone?"

"Have!"

The waiter didn't notice Luo Cheng's eyes at all, and nodded.

Luo Cheng suddenly panicked, turned his head to see the camera on the photographer's shoulder, and turned back immediately.

"Then bring me two top-quality double-headed abalones!"

Luo Chengqiang gritted his teeth and insisted.

This kind of abalone is not available even in some domestic high-end restaurants with one or two stars.

Not to mention this kind of fly tavern.

Unsurprisingly, the waiter shook his head.

"Sorry, sir, we don't have top-quality two-headed abalone here, only ordinary ones."

"Really? That's fine!"

Luo Cheng pretended to be a little disappointed, and looked at the photographer beside him calmly.

"It's okay bro! It's the same if I eat ordinary ones."

The photographer showed a simple and honest smile. Although he couldn't understand the two-headed abalone Luo Cheng was talking about, he knew that abalone was a good thing.

Hearing what the photographer said, a smile uglier than crying suddenly appeared on Luo Cheng's face.

"Brother! You don't know, eating too much abalone is bad for your health."

"It's because I usually eat too much, that's why I came to participate in the show. This time, let's experience ordinary food?"

Before the photographer could react, Luo Cheng hurriedly yelled at the waiter:

"Waiter, here are two bowls of egg fried rice!"

The look of expectation on the photographer's face suddenly became disappointed.

"Brother, this is the feast you mentioned?"

Thanks to myself, I was expecting something good to come.

"Of course not! You can order whatever you want!"

When Luo Cheng saw the photographer like this, he was also ready to bleed heavily.

As long as the photographer doesn't order those delicacies, he should still be able to afford it.

"Then let's have braised prawns..."

The photographer glanced at the menu and knew their current situation.

Didn't order anything too expensive, just ordered a spicy prawn.

Luo Cheng glanced at the price of braised prawns calmly, and was completely relieved.

The price of a spicy prawn is 78, plus the previous two bowls of fried rice, the total price is 98.

The 100 yuan in my pocket is just enough to pay.

After a while, the dishes were served.

The two looked at the braised prawns in front of them, and began to feast on them.

The photographer beside Luo Cheng has no appetite.

After taking a few mouthfuls, he stopped.

Luo Cheng looked towards the photographer with some doubts. The photographer looked at the spicy prawns in front of him, feeling a little melancholy.

"Brother, I ate a lot of sushi before, and I'm almost full!"

The stewed prawns in this kind of fly restaurant tasted good, but compared with the high-end sushi he ate in the security room before.

The taste is indeed so bad that I don't know if it's a star and a half. After eating that and then eating this, it's like chewing wax.

The photographer suddenly lost his appetite.

When he thinks that the photographers around Lu Chen can eat that kind of high-end food from time to time, he can't help being a little envious.

When Luo Cheng saw the photographer like this, the chopsticks in his hand stopped abruptly.

He began to feel bored in his heart, and he naturally knew what the photographer was thinking.

Moreover, the boss seemed to use prawns that smelled fishy in order to keep costs down. Compared with high-end sushi, it was not even a star.

……

The originally cheerful atmosphere suddenly became dull because of the photographer's words.

The eyes of the two were lax and lost their color, as if they had lost the meaning of life.

After a long time, Luo Chengcai quietly said a word from his mouth.

"How can he live so well as a security guard?"

Immediately afterwards, the two fell into deep thought together.

The audience who were originally in the No.13 live broadcast room also thought about it.

They also saw that Lu Chen was different from Luo Cheng who was busy early in the morning.

Lu Chen's life is simply not too comfortable. He goes to work, sleeps, fishes, doesn't work overtime, doesn't have to be led, and still has a monthly salary of [-].

This is even better than most of the audience in the live broadcast room.

After a long time, the same doubts as Luo Cheng's were asked in the live broadcast room.

【Meow!Why can Lu Chen live so well as a security guard? 】

(End of this chapter)