Bosses need to be educated

Chapter 20
"Boss, you said that if I post on Moments at night, do you want to mosaic you? I think you are quite handsome."
Ximen Lele held the mobile phone in his hand, and walked all the way to choose photos.

She felt that her circle of friends today could blow everyone's eyes away.

"If you dare to pay, all wages will be cancelled."

Ning Xuan was angry.

He almost never posts Moments.

There are no cell phones anymore.

It was still playing undead songs in the rental house last night, and I don't know if there is electricity or not.

"Oh, don't, don't, boss, I won't send it, I will only send mine."

Ximen Lele quickly promised.

"Hey, boss, what are there so many people doing around there?"

Not long after the two walked out of the mall, less than 100 meters away, they saw a lot of people surrounding them in the distance, just under the big golden bull on the square.

"Let's go, boss, there's something exciting to watch."

Ximen Lele was a little excited.

Pull Ning Xuan and run forward.

And Ning Xuan is generally resistant to such things, but before he took a few steps, he heard a familiar voice, "I won't go, why should I go, I came first to the public places in the square!"

"If you want to go, it's yours to go!"

this sound?
Why does she look so much like Fang Mihuan?

The student anchor, the one who asked me for help.

When he came to him, he saw Fang Mihuan, surrounded by two men and three women, arguing with them about something.

"Hey, boss, isn't she the one we met on the bus today?"

"The one who slapped the hooligan?"

Ximen Lele also recognized Fang Mihuan.

This guy looks quite individual, with short hair around the ears, dyed silvery white, with a tomboy temper and a smoky voice.

But Ximen Lele didn't know the relationship between Ning Xuan and Fang Mihuan.

On the bus at that time, Ning Xuan didn't say hello.

"you first?"

"let's go?"

"Then do you know that we broadcast live under the Taurus every night at eight o'clock?"

Among the five people who confronted her.

A girl named Wang Tenghua with dreadlocks came out to speak.

"Why?"

"I'll tell you why!"

"Just because we are the Huawu group. The hottest group within a hundred miles!"

"The Kuaijiu live broadcast platform has 50 fans."

Wang Tenghua, the founder of this group, looked at Fang Mihuan with contempt.

She didn't say anything.

That is, they feel that the iconic building behind Fang Mihuan, the big golden bull, gathers the luck of Huaxi Square,
Live live on the side of this Taurus, and you can get lucky.

I haven't seen their flower dance group, so they are just unknown, but they are often by the side of this big golden bull. In just one year, they have 50 fans.

With their hard work, but also the luck given by this Taurus.

Although it was ethereal and unreliable, they believed that the big golden bull had absorbed the luck of a hundred miles around and passed it on to them!

So I have been insisting on live broadcasting here.

Whoever robs them is robbing their luck and jobs!
How could she not be angry!

And she just watched it, the guy in front of her is just an anchor with [-] fans, compared with them, he is not necessarily the slightest bit worse!
"So what's the matter with 50 yuan?" Fang Mihuan obviously has the character of not admitting defeat, "What's the matter with the big anchor? I ate your rice, or did I use your salt?"

"It has nothing to do with me!"

"I'll broadcast mine, you will broadcast yours, don't bother me!"

Even in the face of five people, Fang Mihuan did not hesitate at all.

And this toughness made Ning Xuan feel more and more that this guy is like a tomboy.

It is estimated that the head is broken and bleeding, and I will not cry like that.

After all, he is the kind who dares to slap someone on the bus.

"Yo hey, it's quite horizontal."

One of the men in the gang spoke.

Wearing a large T-shirt, wearing yellow earrings, 1.8 meters tall, walked up to Fang Mihuan, looked down at her,
"What's the matter? Is it itchy and looking for pain?"

If he didn't do anything, he just threatened Fang Mihuan.

"What, do you want to start?"

Fang Mihuan snorted coldly and insisted on not leaving.

Even if you are beaten to death, you will not leave.

"Do it? Why do you do it?" Teng Hua, the leader of the dreadlocks, smiled, "We are Internet celebrities, not hooligans, why do we do it?"

"That way, we won't bully you either. Since you are so persistent, then let's follow the rules of the live broadcasting industry."

Live broadcast rules?
"What rule?" Fang Mihuan snorted coldly.

"PK."

Wang Tenghua said word by word, "Let's play a round, whoever loses, whoever has a low score, not only has to get out, never appear in Huaxi Square, but also kneel on the ground, and call daddy to the uncles and brothers around, Call my sister and aunt Mom."

"It's shameless to say I'm wrong, and it's embarrassing to my parents."

"How? Dare?"

Wang Tenghua mocked.

In order for Fang Mihuan to agree, he even turned around and shouted to the surrounding crowd, "How about uncle and aunt? Do you agree or not?"

"Someone loses, but I want to call you Dad."

"Do you want to hear it?"

Those who watch the excitement always don't think it's a big deal, and immediately want people to shout, "Think."

At first it was just two or three, and soon it became ten or so.

They all laughed and booed.

"PK..."

A look of hesitation instantly appeared on Fang Mihuan's face.

She is not afraid of fighting, at worst, she will be beaten severely.

But the live PK is obviously going to lose.

She only has 50 fans, and the opponent has [-], how can she win?
And kneeling on the ground, calling other people's parents, this is no longer a punishment, it's a humiliation!

"how?"

"Don't you dare?"

"Don't dare to get out!"

Seeing Fang Mihuan like this, Wang Tenghua and the others beside him laughed.

Aren't you crazy?
I make you crazy!

Today is to kill chickens and monkeys.

Get things out of the way.

Otherwise, I don't know how many ignorant anchors will come here to compete with them for the big golden bull.

"Dare! Why don't you dare! Don't you just call me mom and dad, and call me grandpa and grandma if I lose!"

Familiar with Ning Xuan's incredulous eyes, Fang Mihuan actually agreed!
This. . .

You dare.

What the hell is in your head.

"Boss, I checked. She only has 2000 fans. If the other party really wants 50, she can't win."

Even Ximen Lele was dumbfounded.

this. . .I dare to promise.

Is this person really not afraid of losing face?

"Okay, I have the guts, then don't talk nonsense, let's start! Wait for us to broadcast!"

Wang Tenghua and the others were taken aback for a moment, then they all pointed at Fang Mihuan.

This guy is really good enough.

Dare to accept this.

Also.

It wasn't this kind of stunned young man, how could he dare to snatch their territory.

Wang Teng waved his hand, "Brothers and sisters, the broadcast has started."

Then, not far from Taurus, I tied my mobile phone holder and logged in to the live broadcast.

The other four stood behind her.

Later they will perform a modern dance for fans.

youth.

vitality.

Publicity.

That's their personality.

(End of this chapter)