Chapter 114: Meme and the Beast

After replying, Ye Wan continued to lower her head and brush up the questions.

After checking the answers and correcting the wrong questions, Ye Wan seemed to have just remembered something, and opened the "Wanwan is a little fairy" dialog box, "I have a ticket for the fan meeting of Feiyu's mid-year banquet, would you like to come? ?”

Three tickets, one for "I'm Too Difficult" who ordered 600,000 pieces of fruit for Passion.

One was given to Yang Weiwei.

Now, Ye Wan only has the last one left in his hand.

With so many veteran fans, Ye Wan really couldn't remember who was the first person who clicked into the live broadcast room and followed her again, and it was not good to favor one person over another, so she put it on hold.

Unexpectedly, I happened to meet this big guy.

Either way, the smell of money is fragrant.

You can't let people's 1 million just watch a grand fake firework, right?

Lu Changchuan glanced at the tickets that Rong Qian sent in the drawer.

He is alone and does not need two tickets to meet Wan Wan.

However, if he had two tickets, then he would lose one more when he saw the man Wanwan, right?

It is taken for granted that those fans who post "Wife, I'm here", "My wife is posting", "My wife's saliva is about to fall" in the barrage are all stinky men.

Lu Changchuan tapped the keyboard, "OK."

The next moment, I received a link from Ye Wan,

"Just click on it and go to the official website to redeem tickets. Thank you for your support! Mmmmm..."

In front of him is the "What" from Ye Wan.

In my mind, there is the girl's vivid face when she is coquettish, and that gentle kiss at the sports meeting.

There was an instant reaction, and there was a flash of embarrassment and sullenness in Lu Changchuan's eyes.

Then I looked up at Ye Wan, who was seriously doing the questions on the screen, with pure and well-behaved eyes, and two words rushed past my heart: Beast!

The next second, Lu Changchuan got up and left.

In the back view, there is some indescribable panic and anger.

...

After the live broadcast was over, Ye Wan concentrated on writing the questions for another two hours before putting away the pen and stretching.

When the hidden icon in the lower right corner of the computer started to flash, Ye Wan restarted the computer.

Turn it on again, and it's a pure black screen.

A few commands were typed out, and a voice came in, "Boss, someone is going to fuck you!"

Ye Wan narrowed his eyes, "Have you found out who it is?"

"The phone is a satellite phone, and the ip is abroad. When I traced it to Las Vegas, the signal disappeared."

There was a hint of annoyance in the voice of the other party, and in a flash, he became excited again, "However, the tracker has failed, but the virus has not. Don't worry, boss, the person who wants to fuck you will cry soon."

After spending money, the person doing the work could not be contacted.

The money is in vain, and anyone who changes it will be mad, right?

What's more, that's not a small amount.

"Boss, the black money..."

"It's yours!"

After throwing out three words, Ye Wan hung up the phone.

It must be from Sicheng, don't do what he thinks.

People outside Sicheng are either strangers, or they won't easily provoke her.

Those who know her but know that she is not easy to mess with and dare not go off in person, then only the acquaintances in the Sicheng circle are the only ones.

No matter who it is, they deserve it!

Ye Wan hooked his lips.

...

The "Midnight" bar in the early morning and the VIP room at the end of the third floor were in a mess.

He called the number again, and the cold voice reminded him that the other party had an empty number.

This is... taking money and running away?

Filled with anger and having nowhere to vent, Han Bolin picked up a bottle of wine and slammed it against the wall.

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