C10 Compete(2)

Seeing this scene, the corner of Shen Zhicheng's mouth curled into a victorious smile. His hands didn't stop, and he once again gave out the gift that he had prepared earlier.

"Young Master Shen has sent fifty sets of banners!"

A total of five hundred thousand!

"F * ck Young Master Shen!"

"What a rich man!"

"99999996!"

"F * ck me! I've watched live broadcasts for more than a year. This is the first time I've seen such a tycoon!!"

"F * ck!"

In a private room in a restaurant outside the Business University, a rich young master with a big back and a suit and leather shoes cursed angrily. He almost threw the phone in his hand out.

"Brother Han, what's wrong with you? Who made you angry?"

A man who looked like a little brother jumped up from his seat and hurriedly asked.

"What is the background of this Young Master Shen?"

Ling Xiaohan ignored his little brother's question and said to himself. His eyes were filled with anger, and his voice was trembling with anger.

When his subordinates heard this, they surrounded him and looked at the screen of Ling Xiaohan's mobile phone. They immediately understood the situation.

"Who is this blind man? How dare he steal the limelight from you, Brother Han!"

One of his lackeys suddenly shouted angrily with a red neck. His face was filled with anger and indignation.

"Brother Han, don't worry. This kid has spent five hundred thousand yuan in one go. He's probably going to die soon. He's just trying to maintain his reputation."

Another lackey analyzed.

"You're right."

Ling Xiaohan took a deep breath and exhaled. His emotions became much calmer.

He, Ling Xiaohan, was the famous young master of Tianhai City. His father, Ling Liangcai, controlled many medium-sized and large-scale enterprises. Among them, the most famous one was none other than Ling Tian Corporation, whose market value exceeded 3 billion. It was ranked in the top 500 in the country, and was worthy of being called the richest man in Tianhai City.

And Ling Xiaohan was Ling Liangcai's only son, and he loved him very much. His pocket money. Go! He was never stingy. He was always willing to buy all kinds of luxury cars that he wanted. Every month, more than 2 million would be transferred to his account, which was enough for him to squander freely.

Even though it was more than half of the month, he still had more than one million yuan left. In terms of spending money, there was no reason that he could not spend more than a nobody from the Business University.

Humph! I think that kid must have gotten some money from his friends. Otherwise, why should he compete with me?

With this thought in mind, Ling Xiaohan's heart settled down.

"Liu Zi, Ah Fu, how much money do you have left? Transfer it to my account first. I'll pay you back next month."

"Hey! Brother Han, what you said, isn't spending money to help Brother Han pick up girls a natural thing? What's there to not pay back?"

The subordinate who was called Liu Zi heard him and immediately picked up his phone.

A while later, Ling Xiaohan received a receipt message on his phone.

The other henchmen also echoed him and transferred the money.

These people could become Ling Xiaohan's subordinates, so their family background was naturally not too bad. Although they could not be compared with Ling Xiaohan, they had more than a hundred thousand yuan. It was not difficult to take out tens of thousands of yuan.

Very quickly, they pieced together a total of around six hundred thousand yuan and directly charged into the live broadcast account.

"Young Master Qian sent sixty groups of banners!"

"Wow, wow, wow! Again! I thought it was over. "

"F * ck Buddha. When can I be so outstanding?"

"Poverty has limited my imagination"

"It's so good to have money!"

Ling Xiaohan laughed heartily when he saw the screen filled with bullet comments because of him. He continued to shout at Shen Zhicheng in red.

"How is it? You should continue following me!"

"Continue! Why don't you continue!"

"Compete with your father! In your next life!"

Three bullet comments were sent out in a row, but Young Master Shen's ID did not reply. Ling Xiaohan immediately felt very comfortable and vented his anger.

"Hahaha, where did this country bumpkin come from? He's trying to steal my limelight! Pui! "

Ling Xiaohan let out three loud laughs. He leaned back on his chair with a proud expression on his face.

"That's right, that's right. Who is Brother Han?! I think that kid doesn't have eyes. "

Liu Zi immediately echoed.

"Haha, Brother Han, look, that kid hasn't replied to you for so long. I'm afraid he knows that he can't beat you, so he downloaded the software with his tail between his legs, right?"

"I think so too. He lost so much face today. I'm afraid that this person won't appear in front of Brother Han in the future."

"Haha, your Brother Han is in a good mood today. Tonight at Yi Bar, I'll treat you! Which chick does he like to hook up with for you guys!"

Ling Xiaohan waved his hand, and his nostrils almost went up to the sky.

"Wait, wait, wait... Wait, Brother Han..."

At this moment, Liu Zi, who was standing at the side, suddenly screamed as if he had seen something terrifying. His voice even changed.

"What's wrong with you, kid?"

Ling Xiaohan frowned and glanced at him.

"No, Brother Han, look... Look at the livestream room!"

Ling Xiaohan frowned even more. He glanced at the screen of the livestream room on his phone and his face instantly darkened. His eyes were wide open and he looked so gloomy that it seemed like water would drip out of them.

"Young Master Shen sent 100 sets of banners!"

"Young Master Shen sent 200 sets of banners!"

"Young Master Shen sent 666 sets of banners!"

"Congratulations on ranking first on the Daily Gift Roll in this live broadcast room!"