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

Chapter 25: Go to a place before collecting debts

Xia Houliang was also anxious, "But brother, my studio is almost ready, we just need the funds to be in place. And it was agreed before that the money would be returned to me after I graduate from college."

Xia Houxuan didn't expect that his brother would be furious with him because of this little money. Just as he was about to say something, he saw his wife walking out of the bedroom angrily.

"What are you arguing about? You started arguing as soon as you got home. Why can't this home tolerate you? Or do you think your brother and I are both dead?"

Wu Cuicui, dressed in home clothes, walked toward them angrily, looking at Xia Houliang with undisguised disgust.

Xia Houxuan had already stood up when he saw her, and greeted her with a gentle face, "Why did you come out? Is the baby asleep?"

Wu Cuicui didn't have a good face when facing Xia Houxuan, pinching his waist with both hands, and looked at him fiercely, "Why can't I come out? If I don't come out, will you give up your family property to your brother?" ?”

After saying that, she turned to Xia Houliang and said, "Why are you so ignorant? Your nephew was just born. Diapers and milk powder cost nothing. You insist on asking for your 10 yuan at this time? You Do you want to force your brother to death?"

Xia Houliang was still a little afraid of Wu Cuicui, his sister-in-law, but when he thought of his studio that had already taken shape, "Sister-in-law, I am not! I only need money to open a studio, I..."

Before she finished speaking, Wu Cuicui stretched out her hand and pointed in front of Xia Houliang's nose, "What kind of studio? You are not doing your job properly. Your brother worked hard and pissed and shit to support you until you graduated from college. Why don't you tell me?" Find a job to repay your brother and me, and you still want to ask for your nephew's milk powder money. Xia Houliang, please touch your conscience, won't your conscience hurt?"

As she spoke, she poked Xia Houliang's chest with her finger, causing him to stagger.

Xia Houliang is not good at communication, and Wu Cuicui is really good at talking, so when she knows what she said is wrong, she doesn't know how to refute it.

Xia Houxuan on the side probably couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled Wu Cuicui and said, "Okay, he has graduated from college. It's not good for you to say that to him!"

When Wu Cuicui saw that Xia Houxuan actually helped an outsider, she immediately exploded, "Xia Houxuan, don't you want to get over it? If you don't want to get over it, we will divorce. You go with your good brother, and then you want to give How much money you give him has nothing to do with me!”

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo baby..."

Wu Cuicui started crying as she spoke, and then went back to the room to find her son.

"What did you say? When did I say I wanted a divorce!"

When Xia Houxuan saw his wife like this, his head suddenly got big, and he had no intention of caring about Xia Houliang, so he followed Wu Cuicui back to the bedroom.

Brother went to coax her.

Xia Houliang knew that he would never get his money back this time!
It was like this every time. As soon as he mentioned money, the sister-in-law would quarrel with her brother and want a divorce, and the brother would coax her.

No one cares about his feelings!

However, he would not be willing to give up his studio because of this!

The dejected Xia Houliang walked out of his brother's house and wandered aimlessly in the streets and alleys.

He has no place to go. He could live on campus before, but now he can't go back to school after graduation.

Xia Houliang walked to his studio.

At this time, it was still an empty room, and he needed to use 10 yuan of his own money to fill it up.

but……

Xia Houliang huddled in a corner, slowly closing his eyes, waiting for the arrival of tomorrow.

The next day was Sunday, the last day of the month.

Su He got up early in the morning and found that it was raining lightly outside.

I checked the weather forecast on my phone, it was light rain, with a minimum of 20℃ and a maximum of 25℃.

After putting on her battle robe and mask, Su He went out carrying an umbrella.

"Hello, my dears." As soon as I went out, Su He started the live broadcast, "The weather is bad today, it started to rain, my dears, remember to bring an umbrella when you go out!"

[Hello anchor] [It’s Sunday, I don’t plan to go out]

[The anchor’s umbrella is so beautiful, where did you buy it? 】

Some netizens noticed the umbrella she was holding, a white umbrella with a gold pattern on it, and a circle of small ingots hanging around the umbrella, which looked very good-looking and very wealthy.

Su He also glanced at his umbrella and said, "This is a unique item. There is only one in the world. You can't buy it."

Netizens didn’t believe it at all, and then some people went online to search for the same model, but the result was that it really didn’t exist.

Soon, someone sensed this business opportunity, and a netizen who knew how to make oil-paper umbrellas posted it on the barrage.

[I can make this umbrella. If anyone wants it, please pay attention to my live broadcast room]

but……

[Take this advertisement out]

[This is the debt collection live broadcast room, no advertisements]

[Anchor, kick this person]

Uncle Kong, the oil-paper umbrella man, did not expect that one sentence of his would arouse public outrage, and he immediately dared not speak.

But in a blink of an eye, I saw that there were actually a few people paying attention to me!

Uncle Kong was overjoyed and immediately exited the debt collection live broadcast room to communicate with several netizens who were following him.

Such a small episode did not affect the atmosphere of Su He's live broadcast room.

Netizens are very curious. Didn't yesterday they say they would collect debts at [-] p.m.?Why are you setting off now?

"Now we are not going to collect debts. We are going to Xia Houliang. This time we are going to ask for help from Xia Chanliang."

As she spoke, she came to a parking place for shared bicycles, scanned the code, got on the bike, put her phone on the front of the bike, held an umbrella in one hand and rode with the other.

[Anchor, it is dangerous to ride a bicycle with one hand. 】

[Rainy days are more dangerous, why don’t you, anchor, take a taxi! 】

[Anchor, I have nothing to do today, how about I become your driver]

[Speaking of which, where is the host’s CP cool girl?Why didn't you see her? 】

Su He concentrated on riding his bicycle and did not look at the barrage on the screen. It was not until 10 minutes later that Su He stopped the car and picked up his phone that he realized that the barrage was all about Feng Yin.

"She has gone home. Besides, she is not my partner and will not appear in the live broadcast room again."

Su He had no expression when he said these words. No matter who looked at him, he looked cold-hearted.

After finishing speaking, regardless of the reaction of the netizens in the live broadcast room, he turned and entered a commercial and residential apartment.

Taking the elevator to the eighth floor, Su He just took a casual look, turned around and walked to the door of room 802.

Bang bang bang.

Su He knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and Xia Houliang inside was stunned when he saw the person coming.

"Master, anchor?"

Xia Houliang seemed a little unbelievable that she actually found this place!
(End of this chapter)