After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

In the live broadcast, Cui Tianze's smile that had been excited all morning was a little frozen. Looking at the proud Feng Yin, he said aggrievedly: "I didn't expect you to be such a Feng Yin! How could you agree to such an unreasonable request from my father!"

"It's simple. Your dad gave me the money."

The straightforward and honest reason made Cui Tianze a little angry, but not that angry.

Who told Feng Yin to be on the opposite side? He is known to love money as much as his life, and he can't seem to find a reason to ask her not to give up money.

"Hmph! If you don't have money, you don't have money. No one can force me to do anything I don't want to do."

Feng Yin smiled and said nothing, while Cui Tianze leaned against the window angrily.

The camera turned to look at the scenery outside.

"Actually, that position originally belonged to Allah, and your postures are quite similar."

Cui Tianze, who was lying on his stomach, sat upright. He didn't want to be like a dog!

Feng Yin smiled even happier.

It’s so easy to handle!

[I think Cui Tianze got on a pirate ship and he couldn't even jump off even if he wanted to. 】

[Feng Yin has opened up a new section, bringing the rich second generation to the live broadcast? 】

【You can believe this too! Cui Tianze's Xinghuo Entertainment is the entertainment company where Feng Yin works. This seems to be their plan to advertise for Xinghuo Entertainment. 】

[That is, hire Cui Tianze’s father so that he can take care of you! 】

Many netizens made rude remarks, while some just watched and watched the excitement.

Real fans in the live broadcast room are calmer than anyone else. Things like slapping and scolding should be left to professionals.

The wind sings.

Feng Yin naturally saw the comments from netizens. Just as she was about to speak, she saw an invitation from the live broadcast room.

Cui Tianze's biological father personally came to the scene to prove to Feng Yin.

A simple one-minute link to the microphone gave netizens a solid slap in the face.

Feng Yin hung up the phone and looked at Cui Tianze who looked hopeless.

"Young man, do you understand what your father said? You can leave only when I say you are qualified."

At this time, Cui Tianze discovered that he had been fooled.

It’s over! Is the wind chanting trying to torture me?

In Cui Tianze's fantasy, the car stopped.

"Where is this? Are you going to sell me?"

"No, there are many police officers in my live broadcast room, so I don't dare to sell it."

Feng Yin's words did not provide the slightest comfort. She stood up from the back seat, patted Cui Tianze on the shoulder and said, "Look over here, there is a sign."

With Cui Tianze's realization, netizens also saw eye-catching signs.

#####Slaughterhouse.

Slaughterhouse? Kill a pig?

Is meat delicious?

Is there any connection between this?

Cui Tianze wanted to cry, but he followed Feng Yin and got out of the car.

"Feng Yin, welcome, welcome."

The slaughterhouse was already greeted at the door.

There is no way, Feng Yin's live broadcast is too popular, and all professions that have been on her live broadcast have become popular.

"We have everything you need ready. Shall we visit first?"

"Okay, please."

Feng Yin spoke politely to the person in charge of the slaughterhouse, and led the four people behind him into the modern slaughterhouse.

First thing, change clothes and visit.

The slaughterhouse is very large and everything is mechanized.

Under the camera, people in the live broadcast room learned about the process of pigs from birth to death.

After visiting the entire assembly line, Cui Tianze only cared about one thing, what kind of work he was going to do.

But all the pigs were slaughtered mechanically, and there was no need for manual labor at all. He gradually let go of the thought of it.

He is completely useless!

At this time, Cui Tianze was still a little happy. Being a waste was actually quite good.