Qianjin became popular by throwing money all over the Internet

Chapter 4 is someone who doesn't want you to live

Zhang Qiqi couldn't help screaming, Ren Yuran frowned and looked at the screen.

Suddenly, her eyes widened.

Song Yuwei gave out red envelopes in her live broadcast room for viewers to grab, one every minute, and one contained 1 yuan. In 10 minutes, she had sent out red envelopes worth millions of yuan.

The number of people in the live broadcast room skyrocketed to 60+ online!

There were more and more people behind her, causing a sensation on the entire Internet. Half an hour later, a trending search "exploded".

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Four and 10 minutes into the broadcast, Song Yuwei stopped after sending out red envelopes worth 500 million yuan.

All on the public screen are: "woc!!! Got rich! The rich woman is so generous! She is beautiful and kind!"

"Thank you, rich woman! Not only is she as beautiful as a fairy, but she is also so generous! What kind of fairy or goddess!"

"I love it! This means that there is so much money that there is no place to spend it, so I can only throw it away? I have learned a lot!"

"The beauty live broadcast itself is a visual feast, and you are so generous to give us money, love it! From now on, I will be a fan of beautiful women!"

Song Yuwei glanced at the time, and said to the more than 60 online viewers in the live broadcast room: "I still have classes, so I won't be with everyone for now, bye."

She turned off the live broadcast, only to realize that many people surrounded her.

They were all shocked and curious, and finally someone couldn't help asking: "Song Yuwei, where did you get so much money? Did you go to rob?"

Song Yuwei snorted coldly, and said calmly: "It's only 500 million, which is the money to buy a bag, isn't it a lot?"

Crowd: ? ? ?
have been hurt.

Although they are all children of rich families and spend money like running water all day long, they don't have enough money to start a live broadcast and spread money all over the Internet!

Not to mention the 500 million package, they have never seen it before!

Song Yuwei left the cafeteria with shocked, surprised and curious eyes.

Since then, whether on the Internet or in school, Song Yuwei's live broadcast of throwing money has become a well-known hot topic, causing a lot of trouble.

When Ren Yuran came home at night, she pulled her face and exuded anger all over her body.

Chen Zimei put down the newspaper in her hand, stood up from the sofa, and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Ren Yuran took a deep breath and slammed the bag on her back to the ground, "Mom! Do you know what Song Yuwei did?"

Of course Chen Zimei knew that her daughter was in the same university as Song Yuwei, but Ren Yuran was in the second semester of her junior year and Song Yuwei was in her sophomore semester.

"Song Yuwei?" Chen Zimei was a little surprised. Although she had heard that she was famous in school because of her beauty, according to Ren Yuran, she was just a little transparent. nothing.

As soon as she was mentioned, Ren Yuran stomped her feet angrily, "Yes! She is that slut! Now the whole school and most people on the Internet know her! Now she has become a beautiful and rich woman praised by everyone!"

"A beautiful rich woman? Wait a minute, how could she be a rich woman?"

Chen Zimei knew very well that Song Yuwei's college tuition was not paid by her husband, it was all earned by her daily work-study program when she was not paralyzed.

Moreover, the clothes on her body were made seven or eight years ago. How could she be a rich woman?
Ren Yuran really didn't know Chen Zimei, after all, she likes to be quiet and doesn't usually surf the Internet much, so she told her everything that happened at noon.

When she finished speaking, Song Yuwei also came back.

"Song Yuwei, are you back?" Chen Zimei stared at her coldly.

"Yes, auntie." Song Yuwei put away the casualness on her body, and regained her previous cowardice.

"I heard from Yuran that you gave out 500 million red envelopes during the live broadcast at school, right?" Chen Zimei asked again.

"Yes." Song Yuwei blinked and replied harmlessly.

"Where did you get so much money?" Chen Zimei suddenly became serious.

Song Yuwei lowered her eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, then raised her head, "I'm sorry, auntie, this is my private matter."

After she finished speaking, she went up to the guest room on the second floor, and as the door was closed by her, Ren Yuran became even angrier, "She has gone crazy like this!"

A sinister smile appeared on Chen Zimei's delicately made-up face, and she whispered something in Ren Yuran's ear.

Ren Yuran's eyes lit up after listening.

The next morning, when Song Yuwei went to school, she opened the campus forum and took a look.

An ID named Qingqinghu posted a post, which was pinned to the top.

Clear lake: [Everyone should be very curious, how Song Yuwei, who used to have to work and study to earn tuition fees, has suddenly become a rich woman.

In fact, she has not been idle for a year. Relying on her appearance and special means, she is with a very rich businessman. The rich businessman has a wife and children, but they have lost their morality and conscience. For their dirty feelings, he did not hesitate to hurt his first wife. After his first wife died of anger, the rich businessman even gave Song Yuwei all her inheritance!

The money that Song Yuwei gave away in the live broadcast was because she was used to living a poor life, humbled herself in front of people, and wanted to show off with the money. Do you really dare to ask for it?Every penny was stained with the blood of the rich businessman's original wife!That is a living life! 】

This post should have been deliberately warmed up by someone with a heart, and there were many likes and comments in just one hour.

Many of them require evidence, but the landlord did not throw out any evidence.

When Song Yuwei arrived at the school, this matter had already been widely circulated, and rumors spread everywhere.

Everyone who saw her whispered, their eyes were full of contempt.

Although there was no real evidence in that post, Song Yuwei somehow had so much money without any reason, and everyone couldn't help but believe what the post said.

Song Yuwei didn't go to class, but went to a remote unfinished building near the school with few people.

She got up from the wheelchair and went up the steps to the top floor.

After reaching the top floor, she took out the computer from her backpack, cracked it a few times, and tracked down the ID address of the nicknamed Clear Lake.

It's at Lin Huali's house.

Song Yuwei curled her lips into a smile, it was indeed Chen Zimei and Ren Yuran who were playing tricks.

She turned off the computer and was about to go downstairs.

But as soon as he stepped down a step, he heard rumbling footsteps. There should be many people.

She reacted quickly and hid in the corner, blocking her body with piled up bricks.

Then, through the gap, she saw a handsome man dressed in either rich or expensive clothes, who was chased to the edge by a group of gangsters holding steel pipes.

His white shirt was already stained red with blood, and he looked seriously injured. If he took another step back, it would fall off.

"Master Jiang, it's not that our subordinates are merciless, it's that someone doesn't want you to live!"

(End of this chapter)