Internship God of Wealth, she completed KPI by live broadcasting debt collection

Chapter 1 Live Debt Collection (please collect and recommend)

"I'm shocked, dear ones. Someone actually said that I, a fortune anchor, am nothing, and my calculation results are not as accurate as his three-year-old sister's calculations using tarot cards."

In the camera, Su He is wearing a small white skirt with golden dark patterns on it, as well as some small golden ingots, small gold coins, and other scattered embellishments.

There is also a mask on his face, a golden mask composed of auspicious clouds, ingots, and coins.

She is Su He, the new trainee God of Wealth in this area.

Apprentice God of Wealth, as the name suggests, is a God of Wealth who has not become a regular person.

It is necessary to complete at least one KPI given by God Realm every day.

It is precisely because of the need to complete a daily KPI that Su He embarked on the road of live broadcasting.

[Who is so talented? He has never compared an anchor with his three-year-old sister. 】

After Su He finished speaking, a line immediately appeared on the barrage.

Su squinted at the barrage on the screen, feeling the ridicule from the other side even through the screen.

Smiling, Su He looked at the camera and continued: "So we are doing something different today, live streaming debt collection."

[Live debt collection?I can do this~]

Once it was sold, someone immediately bought it.

Su He was very satisfied, and said: "Today's debt collectors are Qian Feng and Zhang Yizhu, who are in arrears with migrant workers' wages. We will set off to find them now."

【Qian Feng?Is it Qian Feng from Qian's Heavy Industries? 】

[How did the anchor go to Qian's Heavy Industries to collect debts]

[It’s impossible for a company as big as Qian’s Heavy Industry to owe its workers money]

I accumulated three fans in two days and started posting crazy comments in the live broadcast room.

Su He just glanced at it and ignored it.

Live broadcast and get ready to go.

Soon, she arrived at the Anyang Building.

There was already a circle of migrant workers at the door, holding banners and flags saying "Pay back debts".

"Come on, let's go in."

Su He came to the side of the migrant workers, raised his feet and strode inside.

As soon as the migrant workers saw her coming, they immediately followed her into the gate of An Shaoyang Building. Even the security guard at the door didn't stop them, and they rushed to the president's office.

Coincidentally, Qian Feng walked out of the office as soon as they arrived at the president's office.

Being blocked by them.

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

Qian Feng's face darkened in anger when he saw these messy people.

Su He immediately pointed the camera at him, "Hello, Mr. Qian Feng, I am a wealth anchor. Entrusted by the migrant workers behind me, I came to ask you and Mr. Zhang Yizhu for their salary arrears. ."

"Owage? What debt? I don't owe anyone money."

Qian Feng frowned, as if he didn't understand what she was talking about.

Su He looked at him coldly, "It is natural to pay back debts. If you lie, you will have your tongue pulled out after you die."

[Damn, this woman must be sick. People say she doesn’t owe anyone money, and she’s addicted to blackmailing people. 】

[If there is a financial dispute, it is better to call the police. If you break into someone else's company without permission, you will be in trouble if Qian Feng pursues the anchor. 】

[Qian Feng calls the police, don’t let them go. 】

The trend in the live broadcast room suddenly changed, almost all of them were pointing at the anchors and migrant workers, and the number of live broadcasters also changed from single digits to double digits.

Qian Feng's expression became more and more unhappy. Just as he was about to yell at her, his eyes suddenly fixed on her mobile phone.

"Are you taking a video?"

It was almost a determined tone.

Su He shook his head and said, "It's live broadcast."

Qian Feng was really angry now. How dare this woman live broadcast?
"Who allowed you to start a live broadcast on my site, turn it off."

As he spoke, he pointed at her with his hand extended, which was particularly rude.

Su He turned to one side and avoided the finger that was about to poke her mask.

"Mr. Qian, according to our understanding, Zhang Yizhu, the contractor, is in your office now, and he has more than 20 yuan in salary from migrant workers."

Today, she must enter this office, and she must get back the wages of migrant workers.

"I don't know Zhang Yizhu." The look in Qian Feng's eyes flickered, indicating that he was not telling the truth.

Su He didn't believe what he said at all, "We'll find out if you recognize him or not when we find Zhang Yizhu."

As he spoke, he pushed him away and forced his way in.

Seeing that she was trying to break in, Qian Feng stretched out his hand with a tough attitude, but after a pause, he said, "Are you so sure that there is the person you are looking for in my office?"

Su He replied firmly: "Of course."

"What if you go in and search but don't find anyone?" Qian Feng looked at all of them.

"You can say whatever you want."

Su He was the first to speak, but the migrant workers remained silent. Before coming, they promised to listen to her throughout the process.

Qian Feng smiled, "Okay, remember what you said."

After saying that, he stepped aside to let the migrant workers in.

Of course, he also walked in, and he did not forget to say: "You can find it, but you are not allowed to touch anything here. If it is damaged, you will be compensated according to the price."

The sentence of compensation according to the price made the migrant workers who had some momentum instantly shy.

One by one, they wandered around in his resplendent office timidly.

Qian Feng smiled with satisfaction and looked at Su He aside. To be precise, it was the live broadcast on her mobile phone: "How is it? Is there the person you are looking for?"

Su He stood by his desk and pointed the camera around his entire office.

"Mr. Qian's office is so big, why don't the windows open into floor-to-ceiling windows?"

As she spoke, she quickly came to the window, looked at the cement wall up to her waist, put one hand on the window edge, and turned to look at everyone.

"I guess there's money in it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she exerted force with her palm, and a large piece of wall surface fell to the floor with a crash.

Piles of cash codes in the mezzanine appeared neatly in front of everyone.

After becoming a trainee God of Wealth, she also acquired the ability of infinite strength, just like bricks and tiles, kneading it is like kneading tofu.

[Damn, that’s a lot of money, my guess is really accurate. 】

[What a strong woman. 】

[Money all over the wall, why does this scene look so familiar? 】

"What are you doing? You are sick!"

Seeing that the money in the wall was exposed, Qian Feng immediately ran over and pushed her aside.

Su He didn't mind him pushing her. She just looked at him and asked with interest: "Mr. Qian is very interested. He keeps the money inside the wall. I just don't know whether it is Mr. Qian's private property or a public account."

Qian Feng stiffened and turned to glare at her, "Of course this is my money. You don't care where I hide it. I don't owe you any money anyway."

Su He saw that he was still stubborn at this moment, so he didn't argue with him much, and turned around and came to the filing cabinet again.

"You, what do you want to do! These are all confidential documents of my company. If you dare to mess around, I will make sure you don't eat it."

Qian Feng's expression became nervous and he gradually approached her.

Su He smiled seductively at him and raised his hand to remove a cabinet door.

A stack of documents with black and white writing was revealed.

When Qian Feng saw the document falling, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately went to grab it. Seeing how nervous he was, Su He quickly grabbed the document on the ground.

"What document should be hidden in the cabinet door? Oh, it turned out to be a false VAT invoice~"

As he spoke, he put these documents in front of the camera.

Netizens in the live broadcast room went crazy as soon as they saw this.

[Qian's Heavy Industry seems to be his own company, so why is he still issuing false invoices from his own company? 】【Of course it's for money, otherwise where would the money for that wall come from. 】

[This live broadcast is really getting more and more painful the more you watch it]

"you wanna die."

Qian Feng's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and wanted to teach her a lesson.

Seeing that ruthless look, he seemed to want to kill her.

However, Su He didn't let him get to her, he just raised his foot and flew out.

Qian Feng flew half a meter in the air and fell heavily on his desk with a scream.

Su He followed and looked at the intact desk.

"This is a nice desk. It doesn't look like wood."

"This is poured cement, and the table top is made of marble."

Li Dafu on the side, as a professional migrant worker, could see its material at a glance.

"Okay, why don't you let me ask the accountant to pay? You go, leave immediately. I owe you money, and I will pay it back. You go."

Qian Feng was staggering, but he got up in a hurry, clutching his aching chest, came to Su He, and asked them to get out immediately.

I was even willing to pay the debt.

[Hey, something is wrong!Why did Qian Feng's attitude turn 180 degrees! 】

[What's under this table?Anchor, smash the table, there must be a treasure inside. 】

Even netizens saw it.

Su He raised his eyes and looked at him steadily under the mask, "But, I don't want to leave yet!"

After speaking, she raised her hand and clapped it, and the entire marble tabletop broke with a "click".

[I’ll go, this anchor really listens to advice. 】

[I’m curious about how the host’s hand is doing. Host, can you mail me your hand after the broadcast? 】

Qian Feng's face turned pale.

"What are you doing? Stop, stop!"

While roaring at the top of his lungs, Qian Feng stepped forward to stop him, but Su He didn't give him a chance to stop him. He turned his palm into a fist, raised his fist and smashed it with "bang bang".

The entire desk instantly shattered into pieces, revealing a gray and bloodless face inside.

It was Zhang Yizhu who they were looking for in the first place.

[Damn, I was scared to death. I almost had a heart attack from watching the live broadcast. 】

[This is definitely a normal live broadcast. Which normal live broadcast has dead people? 】

[By the way, shouldn’t I call the police? Anyway, I already called the police. 】

Su He's live broadcast room was like a drop of water dripping into a frying pan, and it was boiling.

The migrant workers present were also terrified. No one would have thought that the person they had been looking for for so long was actually dead.

"It's not me, it's not me. It has nothing to do with me. I don't even know him."

Qian Feng's face turned pale and he shook his head in denial.

"You can keep these words for yourself and tell the police. Call the police."

Su He waved his hand, signaling the migrant workers to call the police.

Then several migrant workers took out their mobile phones and began to tremble to call the police.

"One person is enough to fight."

Su He said helplessly.

Several migrant workers looked at each other and finally put away their mobile phones, leaving Li Dafu alone to dial the police.

"Hey, I want to call the police..."

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, Qian Feng rushed forward and reached out to grab Li Dafu's mobile phone.

Su He immediately moved when he saw this, raised one foot and accidentally kicked Qian Feng one meter away.

[The anchor is awesome, this left and right kick makes my blood boil with excitement. 】

[But it’s also possible that this really has nothing to do with Qian Feng. We can’t just leave a corpse and conclude that Qian Feng is the murderer. 】

[The person upstairs must be stupid. It has nothing to do with him. Why is he nervous?It has nothing to do with him and he would be afraid of calling the police? 】

At this time, the number of people in the live broadcast room has exceeded [-], and it is still rising.

"Qian Feng, don't you admit it? A year ago, you signed a labor contract with Zhang Yizhu, which shortened the two-year construction period by half. Zhang Yizhu led the migrant workers to work overtime, and finally helped you shorten the construction period within the contract period. Kick him out. But you kept delaying payment in order not to pay overtime pay, and finally brutally murdered Zhang Yizhu who came to you for money."

Su He became serious and serious, accusing Qian Feng who was staggering up from the ground.

[Wori, is it true or false? He makes false accounts, defaults on wages to migrant workers, and kills people? 】

[Real punishment, Qian Feng has no way to save himself this time. 】

[Qian Feng is simply not a human being! 】

Netizens were filled with indignation and all attacked.

Of course, Su He didn't watch the barrage, so she didn't know about it.

Soon, the police arrived.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Qian Feng lying on the ground with a distorted face, and a room full of aggressive migrant workers.

"Don't move, don't even move."

Several policemen pointed guns at the migrant workers, who were so frightened that they immediately squatted on the ground and held their heads in their hands.

Then two policemen came to Qian Feng with guns in hand.

The remaining policemen put on white gloves and examined the dead body embedded in the table.

"Who called the police?"

a police officer asked.

"I am me."

Li Dafu weakly raised a hand, "He didn't pay us the wages he owed us, and he even killed our foreman."

The police comrade silently glanced at Qian Feng over there and said to the migrant workers, "Come with us."

The migrant workers stood up one after another and followed the police comrades outside.

"What are you doing? Turn off your phone."

Suddenly a policeman pointed his gun at Su He.

To be precise, it was the mobile phone in her opponent's hand.

[Fuck, I was so scared that I fell off the stool. 】

[I'm so scared, I almost sent myself in while watching the live broadcast. 】

[My mother asked me why I was squatting on the ground with my head in my hands and looking at my phone. I could only tell my mother that there was a gun. 】

Su He silently turned off his phone, the live broadcast ended, and followed the police to take notes.

Because Su He acted bravely, he let her go after asking a few questions.

Back home, a small nest of fifty square meters.

After changing out of this shady outfit and taking off the mask on her face, she transformed into a delicate and refined beauty.

"oops."

Exhausted, Su He threw himself on the sofa, turned on the TV, took a bag of potato chips and started watching his favorite drama.

Until I was full of snacks and finished watching the two updated episodes of the TV series.

Su He patted his butt and got up and went back to the bedroom.

Su He's bedroom is not big, in addition to a bed, there is only a wardrobe and a dressing table left.

After climbing into bed, she took the tablet to check the progress of her task today.

(End of this chapter)