After the funeral live broadcast, my paper shop exploded

Chapter 21 The Junkyard Box
He is fast, but someone is faster than him.

Gu Ling, who was still listening carefully a second ago, had already squeezed Huo Shiyuan's wrist with her slender hands.

"Hmm." Huo Shiyuan's wrist was pinched, and he screamed, "It hurts."

Not only painful, but also hot.

"Take care of your hands." When Gu Ling let go of her hands, she pinched the two paper figurines and threw them back into the glass display case.

From the corner of his eyes, Huo Shiyuan saw that the two paper figures were slapping their chests without any wind.

K.
This Chacha's performance is actually higher than his rank.

Huo Shiyuan actually wanted to compete for favor.

Fearing that Gu Ling would get bored with him, Huo Shiyuan's brain twitched: "I just want to say, when you are live broadcasting, I will give you gifts."

Gu Ling's squinted eyes burst into stars in an instant. "real?"

"Yes, I'll swipe for you. I have some money." If [-] million cash is not enough, he will find a way to get some.

As long as Gu Ling doesn't be wary of being hostile to herself.

"Ah, speaking of swiping gifts, I see that in your plan, there is a question-and-answer session with mics. Is this going to take screenshots to draw a lottery, or is it voluntary to get mics by swiping gifts?"

"Is there any difference?"

"Screenshot lottery, it is easy to encounter some nonsense, purely for fun, the quality of the content is not good, the content of the mic for gifts is accurate and clear, even if someone intentionally mics to make trouble, the money has already been swipe out, and the loss is not big .”

Gu Ling had never watched the so-called live broadcast before, and now it sounded like learning Tianshu, so she couldn't help asking: "You should be looking for a job, why don't you come to me and have a part-time job?"

Xu Xinyi blinked and asked happily: "Really? Can I do it? But I don't understand that, metaphysics, funerals, etc."

"It's okay, as long as you understand these modern things."

Xu Xinyi hummed twice, and immediately responded, only to realize later that she was puzzled, she didn't say anything about losing her job, the deceitful boyfriend and her have a work handover, because the deceitful boyfriend's position is higher, she played tricks Let her not continue to work in the original unit, she hasn't mentioned it yet.

After Gu Ling became familiar with some routines of beauty and live broadcasting, the little boy also came, and Xiao Li moved out a motorcycle that was in proportion to reality, so the child could sit as high as its seat.

This is very embarrassing.

It was Huo Shiyuan who offered to send him back to solve this small problem.

"Thank you, brother." The little boy watched Huo Shiyuan walking away with his motorcycle relaxed, enviously imagining that he wanted to grow up to be that tall in the future.

"Let's go, lead the way." Huo Shiyuan followed the little boy to a waste collection station. The location is very remote, so the roads are not all-round. It's hard to believe that there are still such roads in the 21st century.

After delivering the motorcycle, Huo Shiyuan put down the motorcycle made of paper, and the woman took two steps and touched it carefully: "It's so beautiful, it's really magnificent, it's exactly the same as the real thing."

"The child's father only has an electric tricycle, and he has always wanted a new motorcycle..." The woman who was still picking out the garbage burst into tears without warning.

The eyes were not red, and there was no crying, and the tears were pouring down like a faucet.

Huo Shiyuan's eyes were attracted by other things, an old box with old dirt stuck on the outside, standing in the garbage dump, almost mixed with them.

It belongs to the existence of normal people passing by without even looking at it, but at this moment it is exuding a fragrance.

Huo Shiyuan squinted his eyes, and as he got closer, his eyes unconsciously turned into a brilliant purple.

"Ah, sir, that's a garbage dump, don't get your shoes dirty." The woman noticed that Huo Shiyuan had changed positions.

Huo Shiyuan immediately regained consciousness, and his pupils became normal again. "Oh, I see this box, it's very interesting."

"Which one? Ah, this one, if you like it, take it away. I have nothing to thank you for helping my child move things." The woman said cautiously.

Huo Shiyuan still gave 500 yuan before taking the box away.

In the evening, he cleaned the box in the park, then grabbed the rusty chain on it and yanked it off.

(End of this chapter)