NOVEL NEXT Chapter 4 Husband and best friend often disappear 2
He often comes home in the middle of the night, and when asked, he says he is entertaining clients. But why would an executive director personally entertain clients?
She had never thought deeply about it... nor had she imagined that Li Jun would be such a person.
Picked up the office phone and dialed her best friend's mobile phone: "Beep...beep...Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unanswered, please call again later."
"Anchor, what should I do?" Xu Yuan couldn't get through the phone and could only ask Yan Qing for help.
Yan Qing sat upright, complaining in her heart that the stool in the world was not as comfortable as the futon inside the door.
"There's no rush. It's still early, and you can't find any evidence against them now. Do you want to bring them to justice? Or do you pretend to be ignorant? Just save your best friend?"
Xu Yuan hesitated. She didn't know that the landline microphone in her hand was squeezed tightly.
Yan Qing reminded again: "What they did was very clever. Most of the girls who were killed earlier were silenced by them with money. They didn't want to, but under the manipulation of this group of scum, they were sent to a mental hospital by their families. In the end, they really crazy."
"I, I want them to be brought to justice. It's just my best friend. Will she?"
She didn't want Wang Yuan to get hurt. Their similar names were one of the reasons why they became best friends in the first place.
After hearing the question, Yan Qing looked around, picked up the accounting board on the table, tore off a piece of paper, and folded the paper into a human shape.
[What are you doing? You don’t know what to do and you start playing origami? 】
[I guess their scene can’t go on any longer. I’m so fucked. Am I dazzled? 】
[Shit, brothers, I definitely didn’t wake up. I’ll take another nap. 】
I saw Yan Qing spreading the paper man in the palm of his hand, making a few confused gestures with his fingers, blowing gently, and the paper man in his hand stood up! Still stretched and stood up!
The audience outside the screen were dumbfounded, and the barrage was silent for a few seconds until they said, "Now that the cost of live broadcasts is getting higher and higher, are you even doing special effects?" 】
Everyone was stunned.
[Hey, it turned out to be special effects. I thought it was really alive! 】
[This, the young lady looks so familiar...] Wang Qi, who was taking a lunch break, looked at the anchor on the screen, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he looked.
[Did you participate in some talent show or something? Have you seen it? 】
Wang Qi did not answer this person's question. She was checking her mobile phone video to see if it was an internet celebrity recorded before or where she had seen it.
Yan Qing's paper figurine spun around in her hand several times, "Master, master, you are finally willing to let me out."
Yan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, "How long has it been since I came out to save someone?"
After telling the little paper man, he saw the paper man jump off Yan Qing's hand and walk out of the screen.
[No, why are they still talking? 】
[The special effects are all done, and it doesn’t cost much to do the dubbing. 】
[The brother upstairs has a point. 】
【I am a female, thank you! 】
"Master, you haven't told me yet whether my best friend will be harmed."
When Xu Yuan saw Yan Qing's move, she changed her name directly.
Yan Qing raised his eyes and glanced at the phone camera, "You can call the police now. We will be able to take action at seven o'clock in the evening. Your best friend will not be harmed in any way, don't worry."
【I remembered it! The anchor is the girl who gave us hell in broad daylight at our hospital in the morning! 】
[Aren’t you awake upstairs? See a ghost in broad daylight? 】
[It seems to be true, you can search for today’s news from the First Hospital of the City]
[After searching, I came back with a blurry surveillance video. Let me take a look at the one at the top if there is a clear video.]
【+1】
【+】
[Since everyone wants to see it so much, please click follow and I will publish it. 】
Wang Qi saw the reminder popping up on his phone, and the follow +1+1 kept popping up.
Soon, he uploaded the video he secretly recorded during the day to his homepage.
[Brothers, go quickly and remember to give me likes]
People in the live broadcast room clicked on Wang Qi's homepage one after another and clicked on the video.
[Holy shit, is this true or false? 】
[Brother, are you a bastard? 】
Yan Qing watched Wang Qi's operation and did not stop him. Although he was a little careful, there was no malice.
[If I ask for help and get hit by a car when I go out, that’s okay, right? 】
Wang Qi felt hot as he watched his fans increase one by one.
[Brothers, I checked the news about the First Municipal Hospital. Such a thing really happened]
[Is the anchor really that powerful? Squat and follow up]
[It’s so early now, should we wait until seven o’clock in the evening? 】
Yan Qing could no longer see the barrage on his phone, and could only look at the camera of the phone in front of him seriously.
Xu Yuan, who was on the other end of the phone, suddenly felt her face getting a little hot.
"Um... anchor, it's only one o'clock in the afternoon, so do we have to wait until seven o'clock in the evening?"
【No way! Why wait six hours? 】
[Hahaha, is there such an outrageous live broadcast? 】
The phone was really stuck. Yan Qing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and silently recited the Heart-Calming Mantra for ten seconds.
"No, Miss Xu can disconnect first. I will be online again at 6:30 in the evening to connect with you."
After Xu Yuan disconnected, Yan Qing waited for a while before the barrage on the phone returned to normal.
It seemed that Lianmai took up too much memory, so Yan Qing decided to spend all the 6,000 yuan he had spent on fortune telling today to buy a mobile phone.
"Connect to the next one and I'll hand out the lucky bag. Those who are interested in fortune-telling can grab it."
After Yan Qing finished speaking, he handed out a lucky bag in the live broadcast room.
The lucky bags were sold out as soon as they were distributed.
"Congratulations to the user 'Spending Ghost' for grabbing the lucky bag."
After Yan Qing saw the system prompt, a cold voice sounded in the live broadcast room: "Congratulations to the 'spending ghost', please prepare to connect."
Wu Qian on the other end was slightly startled when she saw the system prompt.
She didn't expect that she could be drawn just by clicking casually, even when the network was stuck just now. Could it be that she was the only one grabbing it?
When he saw the connection initiated by Yan Qing, he hesitated for two seconds before picking up.
Yan Qing's screen was divided into two sides again. The girl on the other side of the screen had black shoulder-length curly hair and bright and clear eyes.
When he saw himself on the screen, the corners of his mouth politely turned up, revealing two small dimples.
"Miss Anchor, I...I have nothing to settle."
[The host’s company knows marketing, and the agents they find are all beautiful women]
Yan Qing slightly raised the corners of his mouth, raising the ends of his eyes slightly, and lightly parted his red lips: "Don't worry, if you think about it again, the one who grabs the lucky bag is the one who is destined."
[Yes, yes, yes, little sister, you Yuanren, two thousand and one hexagrams]
[Is the anchor forced to tell fortunes? The young lady has already said that there is nothing to settle. 】
[How can she make money without forcing her to do so? Let me tell you, little sister, just hang up the line. 】
Wu Qian looked into Yan Qing's eyes and really thought about what happened recently. Two thousand yuan was not much to her before, but now...
After much hesitation, I clicked on the gift column.
User 'The Ghost of Spending Money' sent 'Dream Float'*1
[The little girl nowadays is really rich. She can just swipe out two thousand yuan without knowing how she got it. 】