Funded by Boss Yang, I will repay my favor eighteen years later

Su Wenhao flew back to Hengdian by plane with Yang Mi.

"I'm a little sleepy, I slept comfortably on your shoulder last time, is it convenient for me to sleep for a while this time?"

After closing the curtain of the seat, Yang Mi rubbed her eyes and asked.

She used to sleep on the plane until it landed.

But sleeping against the window is very uncomfortable, and sometimes when encountering the airflow, the plane will be violently bumpy, and every time Yang Mi will be woken up, and then flustered for a while.

Last time she slept on Su Wenhao's shoulder, she found it very comfortable and slept peacefully until the plane landed.

Su Wenhao thought for a moment, and then compared two fingers.

"200 yuan at a time!"

"That's the price of fast food."

"If you want a monthly subscription, 800 yuan!"

What?

Yang Mi was amused:

"Sister pillow your shoulder, you still ask me for money?"

Hum.

How many male artists can't get this opportunity if they want it.

This bastard is a bit of a villain!

Su Wenhao asked rhetorically:

"So do you want to close the deal?"

"Yes!"

Not.

After answering, Yang Mi felt that she was spineless, but that sense of security was really too comfortable!

Then she took out her wallet from her shoulder bag, took out a wad of red bills and counted them.

"This is 1,000 yuan, and the extra 200 yuan is for you to put a whistle."

"You can't sleep before the plane lands, if the flight attendant comes to deliver anything, if the other party has to open the curtain, remove my head."

Well?

Su Wenhao looked at her puzzled:

"Why?"

Yang Mi shrugged:

"Of course, to prevent scandals!"

"Many people like to make something out of nothing, and seeing a little picture can make up a blockbuster movie for your brain, which is quite troublesome to deal with."

Su Wenhao thought about it, reached out and took the wad of money, and counted it twice very seriously.

"Deal!"

Forehead.

Yang Mi was a little speechless.

What's more, you even count the money? How much do you distrust me?

"Be sure to be prepared to put the whistle!"

Su Wenhao compared an OK gesture:

"Wrap it around me!"

Yang Mi patted him lightly on the shoulder, and then leaned her head up.

A sense of security arises, a feeling that neither assistants nor agents can give when they are around.

After adjusting her breathing a few times, she gently closed her eyes, probably because she was too tired from running around during this time, and soon Yang Mi fell asleep.

Since he received the money, Su Wenhao was also very competent to do the work of human flesh pillows, and he glanced outside the door curtain, always paying attention to the movements outside.

When nothing happened, he opened the system panel.

Host: Su Wenhao

Ability: Top singing voice, top fitness, top cooking, top musical instruments, top ventriloquist

Reputation: 888,1024

Hiss!

After seeing the prestige figure, Su Wenhao was secretly taken aback.

More than 8 million!

So high!

Well......

I have the impression that the last time I looked at the system panel was the last time.

At that time, I had just finished recording the mushroom house and flew directly to Yanjing, and it seemed that there were about 3 million left that time.

That is to say, in less than a week, he has increased his reputation by another 5 million!

Now it seems that when negotiating with the three music platforms today, I made the song free to the listener, which is the right decision!

Because only so that more people know his name, see his figure, and hear his voice. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

in order to gain more visibility, and then more prestige points!

Looking at the value of about to rush to 9 million, Su Wenhao suddenly felt that he had become a local tycoon.

No more scrutinizing for consumption.

"System, Master wants to draw a lottery! Draw three times! "

Gee.

When he said that he smoked three times, Su Wenhao had a feeling of squandering, although it was not spending money, but it was as cool as spending money!

"Dingdong, deduct 3 million reputation points, and the system lottery begins!"

In a stack of golden legendary cards, Su Wenhao chose one.

"Dingdong, congratulations to the host for obtaining: 1 million RMB in cash!"

[1 million has been deposited into the system warehouse, and can be transferred to the bank account designated by the host at any time! ] 】

Huh?

After hearing the lottery results, Su Wenhao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"One million? Can you still draw cash in this? "

"Dingdong, everything is possible in the system lottery!"

Swish!

Su Wenhao's eyes lit up.

Good guy, if this is pumped out of hundreds of millions, then do a yarn? Straight to the pinnacle of life!

He licked his tongue, and the whole person became more energetic.

Take advantage of the victory and chase, watch Lao Tzu draw another jackpot!

"Dingdong, congratulations to the host for obtaining: thank you for your patronage!"

Thank......

What?

After hearing the system broadcast in his mind, Su Wenhao was stunned, and thought that he had heard it wrong.

Looking at the card he drawn, the four big words "Thank you for your patronage" written on it flashed with golden light.

For the first time, Su Wenhao felt that the golden color was so spicy eyes.

Specially...

He suddenly moved with excitement, and Yang Mi, who was pillowing on his shoulder, was almost awakened, and his head rubbed on Su Wenhao's shoulder a few times.

Su 683 Wen Hao quickly stretched out his other hand and gently patted her shoulder like a child.

"Well, keep sleeping, keep sleeping."

After Yang Mi's breathing was steady, his gaze continued to look at the card floating in front of him that only he could see.

The four big words on [Thank you for your patronage] above, glowing with gold light and gold edges, seem to be very dazzling!

The corners of Yang Mi's mouth did not look for a slight upward edge.

Why is this guy moving so intensely?

Wake me up!

But Yang Mi did not open her eyes, because she was indeed too tired, and she was indeed too tired to run around every day in order to complete the gambling agreement, and soon fell asleep again.

"What the hell? Empty prizes? Are there any empty prizes? "

Su Wenhao didn't notice that Yang Mi had just woken up, because his attention at this moment was focused on thanking him for his patronage.

The last draw was 1 million cash.

This becomes an empty prize?

Great joy and sorrow, big ups and downs, who can endure it?

1 million people in popularity is lost?

"Ding-dong, system lottery, anything is possible!"

Forehead.

After hearing this, Su Wenhao understood what he meant.

Nima, and this kind of thing

......

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