Zhu Jing'er was powerless and very sad, so she could only send Ye Fan down the mountain.
When they parted, she also gave Ye Fan a fruit basket full of grapes.
Ye Fan knew that she was trying her best to make up for the relationship between the two parties, so he did not reject her kindness, and finally told her to be careful tonight.
After returning to the dilapidated villa where he lived, Ye Fan took out the unfinished general jade, then hid in the room and polished it carefully.
After three hours, the general jade was completely transformed. It was still the same piece of blood jade, but the symbols and text on it were completely clear.
Turning under the light, the lines of the general jade are not only very smooth, but also have a faint flow of blood.
Ye Fan took a hand with blood dripping, and a red light burst out, and words and symbols appeared in the air, with endless chilling.
The gloomy atmosphere in the entire villa hall was instantly swept away.
One general succeeds and ten thousand bones wither.
This piece of general jade can eliminate even ten thousand evil spirits, let alone drive away evil spirits.
Holding this blood jade, Ye Fan felt happy.
"Ding--"
At this moment, Ye Fan's phone vibrated. He thought it was Zhu Jing'er, but when he picked it up, it was Li Dayong looking for him.
Li Dayong has been thinking about him, and when he had free time today, he invited Ye Fan to his house for dinner.
Ye Fan originally refused to avoid quarrels between him and Liu Yueling, but Li Dayong insisted that Ye Fan eat the meal.
Ye Fan finally had to go to Li Dayong's house.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan appeared at Chunhua Villa carrying the fruit basket given by Zhu Jinger.
This villa has two and a half floors, with yards at the front and back, and three parking spaces. It is worth 50 million.
Obviously Li Dayong is doing really well in Nanling.
"Is Ye Fan here?"
Seeing Ye Fan appear, Li Dayong smiled and welcomed Ye Fan in: "Come here, what else do you want to buy?"
He took Mark's fruit basket and placed it on the table, and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Yue Ling, Mo Mo, Ye Fan is here, please prepare some more good dishes."
Liu Yueling, who was busy in the dining room, and Li Momo, who was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa, glanced at Ye Fan when he walked in, with a hint of disdain in their eyes.
Especially when they saw the fruit basket in his hand, the two of them shook their heads. A poor boy is a poor boy, and every gift he buys cannot be put on the table.
Ye Fan greeted politely: "Hello Uncle Yong, hello Aunt Liu, hello Mo Mo."
"Um!"
Liu Yueling nodded in response, and then said coldly to Li Dayong:
"My parents called just now. They will come to our house later."
"There is nothing going on at the museum these days. They are planning to stay at our house for two days."
She added: "After dinner, please help me clean up the room."
"Is the old man coming?"
Li Dayong was slightly startled. His father-in-law had been a museum leader. Although he had retired and was re-employed, he still had a lot of airs and his eyes were high.
The second elder had always looked down on his son-in-law, who was full of copper odor, so they took the initiative to come and stay for two days. He was somewhat surprised.
However, Li Dayong quickly realized that this was not a chance for him to keep Mark.
He was a little annoyed at his wife's snobbery, but it was hard to say anything. After all, they were his father-in-law and mother-in-law, so he could only respond:
"Well, I got it. Let's cook quickly. Mark is hungry."
Ye Fan has been in Nanling for a few days. It is unreasonable for him, a good uncle, not to treat him to a meal.
"The beef is stewed with radishes, so fast? Didn't he bring a fruit basket?"
Liu Yueling rolled her eyes: "Let him wash and eat by himself."
"Watch your attitude."
Li Dayong scolded, and then took the fruit basket to clean it, not forgetting to shout to Ye Fan:
"Ye Fan, please sit down for a while, and I'll go to the kitchen to help your aunt cook."
He also shouted: "Mo Mo, please have a chat with Ye Fan when you have time. After all, you are also my little master."
Li Momo, who was playing with his cell phone, replied impatiently: "I know, I know."
Ye Fan also smiled: "Uncle Yong, please do your homework. I can take care of myself."
Country bumpkin...
Li Momo glanced at Ye Fan and muttered, but still gave his father some face:
"Ye Fan, I don't know what you like to play. You can play with your phone. I'm going back to the room to live broadcast."
Then, she left Mark and went upstairs. After a few steps, she felt that this was too ruthless: "You can watch my Yunyin live broadcast to relieve your boredom."
After Li Momo left the room number, he entered the room to earn some extra money.
Ye Fan looked at her back and patted his head. He suddenly remembered that he was the major shareholder of Qianying Group, and Yunyin Company was also one of his industries.
He remembered the account Tang Qiqi asked him to register last time. He took out his mobile phone and logged in using the 'Zhonghai Little Miracle Doctor'.
He was surprised to find that Tang Qiqi had also come to Nanling and was busy at a shooting base. The video contained many funny clips of her, which was very eye-catching.
Ye Fan thought of the Eighteen Beauties of Nanling that she once said, and it was obvious that she finally decided to enter the entertainment industry.
He was thinking about going to see Tang Qiqi someday and asking about Tang Ruoxue's situation.
After watching Tang Qiqi's video, Ye Fan was about to close it when he saw the number left by Li Momo, so he searched and clicked in.
Ye Fan quickly entered Li Momo's live broadcast room.
Li Momo changed his clothes and looked very fashionable.
She is already pretty, but she wears Chanel, pouts her lips, looks cute, and is lively and eye-catching.
"Hello, new babies!"
Li Momo waved his hand with a smile on his face: "I'm glad you're here."
Many new members of the audience cheered, seemingly happy that they were being taken seriously.
Li Momo smiled sweetly again: "Momo's friends, what songs do you like to listen to recently?"
Ye Fan typed out: "At the end of the day, here comes the song "Aguo Ji"."
At this moment, a 'Nanling King Zongyuan' appeared:
"Aguo, your uncle, a new guy, do you have the nerve to ask Mo Mo to sing?"
"What a little miracle doctor, he's actually just a hanging silk."
"Mo Mo, don't pay attention to these free hanging threads."
"Come on and sing "The Last Love", and I'll give you ten drones."
One drone costs 100 yuan, ten drones cost 1,000 yuan, and Nanling Wang Zongyuan is very wealthy.
Then, the screen buzzed.
[Nanling Wang Zongyuan sent a drone! 】
[Nanling Wang Zongyuan sent a drone! 】
[Nanling Wang Zongyuan sent a drone! 】
Ten consecutive brushes, one thousand yuan.
Li Momo smiled and shouted: "Thank you Nanling Wang Zongyuan."
"Mo Mo, sing "The Last Love" to me, pull down your clothes a little more, and after you finish singing, I'll give you another hundred drones."
Prince Zongyuan of Nanling was very high-spirited: "The little miracle doctor from Zhonghai made him roll as far as he could with the hanging thread."
The rest of the audience echoed: "The feelings are not over, the feelings are not over."
Li Momo was about to sing when Ye Fan sneered: "A thousand dollars, how dare you call it a big deal?"
"Hmph, haha, you don't have the right to speak for someone who doesn't pay for anything!"
Nanling Wang Zongyuan said in a mocking tone: "If you have the ability, compare gifts with me. Whoever gets more gifts will be the other party's grandfather."
Ye Fan leaned on the sofa and smiled: "Just wait until you become your grandson."
Nanling Wang Zongyuan was very contemptuous: "What bothers you the most is that you poor second generation have no ability to make money, but Bibi is first-rate."
Ye Fan was noncommittal: "It's better to be poor than to be rich."
"Stop talking nonsense, do you dare to compete or not?"
Zongyuan, the king of Nanling, looked down upon Ye Fan from above: "If you dare, accept the challenge. If you don't dare, get out."
Ye Fan agreed: "Let's compete. Whoever gives in first will be my grandson."
Anyway, the platform is his own, and Li Momo is a low-level anchor, and the share of gifts is very low. Ye Fan doesn't mind making the platform popular.
"Okay, five thousand people are here to bear witness. I'm afraid some losers will cheat later!"
Nanling Wang Zongyuan laughed loudly: "If I don't trample you to death today, I will live broadcast and eat half a catty of Xiangxiang."
[The little miracle doctor from Zhonghai sent out a helicopter! 】
Suddenly, the system prompts in red text.
[The little miracle doctor from Zhonghai sent out a helicopter! 】
[The little miracle doctor from Zhonghai sent out a helicopter! 】
Ten consecutive brushes, 10,000 yuan, Ye Fan directly charged money to start the war.
The live broadcast room suddenly exclaimed, "You rich man."
Li Momo smiled sweetly: "Thank you, the little miracle doctor from Zhonghai."
"It's interesting, but unfortunately, the money is too little."
Nanling Wang Zongyuan was noncommittal, and then swiped twenty helicopters in one go.
Twenty thousand.
Ye Fan didn't stop, and his backhand was ten fighter jets.
One hundred thousand.
"ah--"
At this moment, the entire live broadcast room exploded. After all, the price was one hundred thousand, which made Li Momo excited.
She has been live broadcasting for so long, and except for Wang Zongyuan who fully supports her, no one is so generous.
Nanling Wang Zongyuan was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, and ten fighter jets came up at once.
Although the total value he earned tonight was 11,000 yuan more than Ye Fan, this time he was no longer doubling down on Ye Fan.
"Is this all you can do?"
This time it was Ye Fan's turn to sneer and shoot out the powerful super rocket.
One hundred thousand, Ye Fan directly brushed ten.
one million.
"Wow!"
Super Rocket flashed the screen again and again, and people in the live broadcast room were screaming again, as if they had been splashed with boiling water.
Li Momo was stunned in front of the camera, his seductive little mouth slightly opened, obviously stunned by the hit.
One hundred thousand?
And then a million?
This was something she couldn't even think about tonight.
You must know that the gifts she received in the past month, the highest peak was only 100,000 yuan, were paid by Wang Zongyuan with colleagues from Ruyi Company.
Now it’s over one million in ten minutes.
Li Momo felt dizzy.
The live broadcast platform was also stunned. It seemed that it was the first time to meet such a rich man, and then the whole platform broadcast and golden flashes.
The name Zhonghai Little Miracle Doctor soon spread throughout the Yunyin platform.
Countless viewers also flocked to Li Momo's live broadcast room.
Many beautiful anchors also followed to see Li Momo.
Three thousand people, four thousand people, eight thousand people, twenty thousand people, fifty thousand people...
The number of people in Li Momo's live broadcast room is increasing like a snowball.
"Damn it, who is this rich man? Is his father Song Wansan?"
"Isn't this too wealthy? Watch the live broadcast, one million, it's scary."
"Are you crazy? Did some elementary school student steal his parents' cell phone?"
"It's really a wealthy family that smells of wine and meat. It's freezing to death on the road..."
A large number of spectators started to discuss it.
As a result, the matter was not over yet. Ye Fan looked at Nanling Wang Zongyuan provocatively: "Wang Zi, do you admit defeat?"
Nanling Wang Zongyuan was furious, and then he gritted his teeth.
"Swish swish——"
Twenty super rockets followed.
two millions.
He wants to crush Mark.
He has to earn back this face, otherwise this account will become a laughing stock and Li Momo will look down on him.
And Wang Zongyuan believed that if he spent two million, he would definitely impress Li Momo, and he could push her on the bed after three days.
"Two million? Two million?"
The whole audience was shocked at first, and then screamed.
Li Momo also jumped up happily and shouted thank you brother, thank you brother repeatedly.
Nanling Wang Zongyuan said aggressively: "Boy, do you still want to play? Are you done playing?"
"Silence?"
"Fuck me to death if you can, just do it."
The tone was disdainful and arrogantly provocative.
Ye Fan didn't respond.
Nanling King Zongyuan laughed ferociously: "Isn't it because you have no money?"
Seeing that Ye Fan didn't respond, the live broadcast room became noisy.
"No response? It seems that the little miracle doctor from Zhonghai is dying."
"Nanling King Zongyuan is still more powerful."
"Of course. I heard that he is the nephew of the President of the Martial Alliance King, and he is very wealthy."
"That little miracle doctor from Zhonghai is probably just a nouveau riche, and he can't compete with Nanling Wang Zongyuan."
"One million is probably what he paid for selling iron. Unexpectedly, Nanling Wang Zongyuan spent two million, crushing him."
"A hanging thread is just a hanging thread. It doesn't have enough stamina. It's embarrassing to still want to pick up girls."
"Nanling Wang Zongyuan, I am Xiao Momo, the anchor next door. Come and play with me when you have time..."
Everyone praised Nanling Wang Zongyuan, and also belittled the little miracle doctor Zhonghai who had lost his voice.
Scenery!
Scenery!
At this moment, Nanling Wang Zongyuan was enjoying himself very much.
"boom--"
Just then, there was a loud noise.
The space battleship was born!
Ten million.
The entire live broadcast room was filled with dead silence.
