Master, do you believe in love?Spit out two hundred on the car!

Chapter 6 Dare to ask, have you heard of No. 32?

On the other side, at an intersection in Jiangnan City.

Two young men carrying buckets and dry rags were washing the cars of passing vehicles.

As one of the contestants in "Life's Varieties", on the 23rd, Zhao Cheng had already realized it when he participated in the show.

If only relying on work alone, there is absolutely no way to stand out among the 32 people and win the final prize.

Therefore, he, who was known as a visionary, did not choose his previous job at all, but chose to start his own business without hesitation - helping people wash cars and clean windows.

He used the living fund distributed by the program group to buy a bucket of linen and car wash detergent, and then started his day's work.

Although it looks a little chilly, this is undoubtedly a very reliable job.

First of all, people come and go every day, and the customers passing by are basically different, which can attract many viewers to stay in the live broadcast room.

The second is that although the job looks a bit chilly, it earns more than going to work.

Especially those rich people who drive luxury cars will give some tips from time to time.

In this way, Zhao Cheng has earned nearly 300 yuan from his busy work in the morning, and recovered the cost in just one day, and even made an extra [-] yuan.

Moreover, the popularity of the live broadcast room is also maintained at the forefront of the participating guests. Those who make more money than him are not as popular as him, and those who are more popular than him are not as popular as him.

When he thought of this, Zhao Cheng couldn't help but admire his own intelligence.
Now he seems to have seen the final 5000 million grand prize beckoning to him!

However, the photographer next to him had an ugly expression on his face, as if he had been drained dry.

After wiping the car with a rag, the photographer looked at Zhao Cheng very weakly.

"Brother! It's almost eleven o'clock, can we go to eat now?"

They have only eaten breakfast since morning, and have not even eaten lunch and dinner. Now he is about to faint from hunger.

After Zhao Cheng heard the photographer's words, he sighed helplessly, shook his head and said:

"Today's young people are too weak. Haven't they just missed two meals? Do you think there's nothing wrong with me?"

After speaking, Zhao Cheng also placed a few poss.

When the photographer heard this, he was so angry that he almost threw the camera weighing thirty to forty pounds on his shoulder towards him.

This is a typical example of standing and talking without pain in the back, and I have been carrying such a heavy machine to help him for so long, but Zhao Cheng turned around and said that he was false? ? ?

The photographer immediately threw the rag on the ground and quit.

But Zhao Cheng's next words made him silently pick up the rag again.

"In this way, work for another half an hour, and I will definitely treat you to a big meal then!"

Zhao Cheng glanced at his time, it was almost eleven o'clock, and there were fewer and fewer cars on the driveway.

He is also getting ready and planning to leave work.

Although the photographer can't bear hardships, he still helped himself a lot after all.

Naturally, he would not be stingy with the photographer, and planned to treat the photographer to a good meal.

When the photographer heard this, he was motivated to work again.

At the intersection, a sky blue taxi stopped in front of the traffic light.

"Da da da!"

"Boss, do you need to clean the glass and wash the car? It only costs ten yuan to wash the car and clean the glass!"

The car window slowly rolled down, and a very handsome man sat in the driver's seat and stuck his head out.

This person is Lu Chen.

Lu Chen looked at Zhao Cheng and the photographer in front of him and frowned involuntarily.

"Are you contestants with all kinds of life?"

Luo Cheng and the photographer were taken aback for a moment, then nodded in affirmation the next second:
"Yes! The boss is watching our show too! Just because you are a fan of our show, I will give you a discount on today's order. I will clean the glass for you for free, and only charge for car washing!"

The co-pilot did not roll down the window, so Zhao Cheng naturally couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

Although today is the first day of the broadcast of "Life", the total number of viewers is not large so far.

But anyway, it is the first large-scale reality show in China, and it has done a lot of publicity before, so it was recognized by people.

Zhao Cheng didn't think there was anything strange, but felt a little happy in his heart. He was considered a celebrity after all!

"Only five dollars?"

Lu Chen was a little surprised, after all, he had never heard of such a cheap price.

Besides, my car hasn't been washed for a long time, and it looks like a lot of dust has accumulated on the outside, so I nodded and agreed.

When Zhao Cheng saw Lu Chen agreed, he felt even more happy. Today's sales increased by five yuan!

He quickly picked up the rag and started to wipe the car.

While looking at Zhao Cheng who was cleaning the car hard, Lu Chen asked for information.

"Brother. Do you make money doing this job?"

"Hey, it's all about earning a little hard money, one or two hundred a day is not bad!"

Zhao Cheng was cautious and did not tell Lu the truth.

Instead, he hid the tips he gave to others for cleaning luxury cars. If not counting that, it would only be around one or two hundred a day.

"Although I earn hard-earned money, I am the boss after all, which is better than working part-time!"

While cleaning the car window, Zhao Cheng chatted with Lu Chen, during which time he did not forget to solicit votes for himself.

"I'm guest number 23. If the boss is interested, you can come to the live broadcast room to support my brother!"

"I also watched your show. It's not that I watched No. 32. That young man is handsome and kind-hearted. I think it's pretty good!"

When the photographer sitting in the co-pilot heard Lu Chen's words, he wanted to cover his face in shame, trying to find a crack in the ground to slip in.

How could he say such words? ? ?
The audience in the live broadcast room also recognized Zhao Chenglai in front of them and laughed out loud.

[How did No. 32 have the face to say such a thing, to praise herself in front of her? ? ? 】

[I can only say that Brother Lu is so thick-skinned!Poor No. 23 was manipulated by him, and he even gave him a discount! 】

[I wonder if No. 23 would be filled with regret if he knew the truth of the matter! 】

【…】

Zhao Cheng blinked his eyes, and heard Lu Chen talking about No. 32 in front of him, and seemed to think of something.

"On the 32nd, I seem to have heard someone say it, but I heard that he didn't make any money for a day, and his popularity in the live broadcast room is also the lowest. I guess he only looks like a face?"

Zhao Cheng still feels that hard-working people like himself who can make money and maintain popularity in the live broadcast room are worth seeing.

He didn't notice that Lu Chen's face in front of him became extremely embarrassed. The corners of Lu Chen's mouth twitched, and he continued following Zhao Cheng's words:
"No, I also think that a young man like you who is willing to work hard has a future!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Chen patted Zhao Cheng's shoulder earnestly.

Hearing this, Zhao Cheng worked harder.

"By the way, how much did you say that No. 32 earned today?"

"Not much, just 1000 yuan, right?"

Lu Chen waved his hands and said, as for the [-] cash rewarded by the system, he had already received a notification text message from the program team.

The source of the [-] yuan is unknown, and it cannot be counted as earned during the show. Otherwise, when everyone only had a few hundred yuan on the first day, you alone would have six figures. How can this show continue?

After hearing Lu Chen's words, Zhao Cheng was stunned, wondering if he heard it wrong.

"How much???"

"Not much 1000 yuan? This is what he earned in half an hour!"

After speaking, the red light just turned into a green light.

Lu Chen slowly rolled up the car window, stepped on the accelerator and drove off.

Zhao Cheng and the photographer were left with a bewildered expression.

"Brother, they don't seem to have paid you yet?"

The photographer looked at Zhao Cheng with a blank expression. Zhao Cheng was dumbfounded and couldn't help but collapsed and said:

"1000 yuan? How much does it cost to wash the car!"

(End of this chapter)