Chapter 39: None of these people watch the live broadcast at work?

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In the villa in the Magic City, there was a person with a flushed face. He kept pressing the screen of his mobile phone, and his eyes seemed to be spitting out fire.

"Brothers, brothers, it's almost done!"

Zhang Peng grabbed Fu Zong's hand and patiently persuaded him.

"No, I don't believe there's not a single person in their group who can paddle and watch the live broadcast!"

Fu Zong's other hand was still brushing the gifts.

His mobile phone was Chu Qian’s live broadcast room.

The "Urban Cool Young Man" ranked first in Chu Qian's live broadcast room is none other than Fu Zong!

He is still swiping rockets fiercely in the live broadcast room. The counter in the live broadcast room above shows that he has swiped more than 400 rockets.

That’s more than two hundred thousand!

His hand hasn't stopped yet, still brushing against the rocket.

The special effects on the screen are still beating.

If it weren't for Chu Qian's current experience, she wouldn't even have the experience to look at her cell phone.

Otherwise, Chu Qian would be shocked when she saw this number.

This person didn't ask for anything, and he didn't even say a word until now, and yet he could still spend so much money.

Fu Zong's idea is also very simple.

Push this live broadcast room to the first position.

In this way, as long as one of the employees there watches the live broadcast, they will be able to find Chu Qian's location!

But what Fu Zong didn't know was that people in Chu Qian's live broadcast room couldn't see it at all?

In their eyes, Chu Qian had already closed the live broadcast room.

How could they possibly watch Chu Qian's live broadcast?

Fu Zong obviously didn't know all this.

Now he can only keep throwing money into it.

I hope I can get a little more exposure through this.

Now Chu Qian has been placed first on the entire platform by him.

"Unexpectedly, no one watching the live broadcast knows Chu Qian's current location?"

Fu Zong said while biting his back molars.

His tone was full of anger.

Fu Zong saw Chu Qian playing with her subordinates in this street.

There was already endless anger rising.

But you can’t call that group of people to remind them.

If I personally remind you, I will probably be involved in these things in the end.

At that time, Fu Zong may really be unable to protect himself.

So in order to let those fools over there discover Chu Qian's live broadcast.

I have already spent hundreds of thousands!

"Okay, okay, brother, that's it."

Zhang Peng saw that he was now a little calmer and grabbed his phone directly.

Fu Zong became calmer after his cell phone was snatched away.

After all, what he just did seemed a bit impulsive.

It's obviously irrational to spend so much money on something like this.

"Yes, yes, you should calm down and think about whether this matter is enough to make you so impatient."

Zhang Peng held his mobile phone and continued to watch the scenes in the live broadcast room.

The "Magic City Market Management Bureau" currently ranked second on the list is still giving out gifts.

The expressions of concern from time to time clearly indicate that the relationship between Chu Qian and the Market Administration Bureau is not ordinary.

"Think about it, you have spent so much money now, will your place still be lost?"

Zhang Peng looked at Fu Zong who seemed to have calmed down and said.

He didn't really want this farce to end like this.

"So, let's not spend this money!"

"Didn't you just laugh at me for a long time and then roll over yourself?"

"Isn't it just that a little girl played with so many of my people?"

"Isn't it just that someone has taken away your place and entire industry chain?"

"Isn't it just that she's been screwing you for so long and you still don't have a place to vent your anger?"

"It's all a small problem!"

When he spoke like this, the yin and yang in his tone was so strong that it almost overflowed.

He blew his nails and looked at Fu Zong with eyes full of mockery.

When Fu Zong listened to Zhang Peng's words, the anger that had just been extinguished in his heart was ignited again.

He glanced at Zhang Peng, who almost had "You just laughed at me" written on his face!

“md, I don’t believe that none of this group of people are watching the live broadcast!!!”

Fu Zong suddenly grabbed the phone again, and started tapping the gift button frantically on his hand again.

His eyes seemed to be bursting with flames, and in his heart, he had already killed Chu Qian a hundred and eighty times!

I have already ranked her live broadcast room first on the entire platform!

As long as she continues to hold steady, she will definitely find out!

When the time comes, the group of people under her will catch her! Fu Zong must make her life worse than death!

Zhang Peng saw Fu Zong getting angry again, and a smile appeared on his face.

They may not care about the money.

But he was very happy to see Fu Zong losing money and getting angry because of this kind of thing.

Is there anything happier than seeing your best friend upset over something like this?

Moreover, he had just been ridiculed violently because of this matter.

Now I can see that the people who laughed at me have broken my defense because of this matter...

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And Chu Qian is still wandering around in that office.

She has read all the remaining files in that desk.

There was nothing else in that desk.

The most useful files were read by Chu Qian at the first opportunity.

The following ones are all stuff that doesn't have much useful information.

It's not some messy purchase bill.

Just some trivial things that happened in the food court outside.

After reading these things, Chu Qian only felt boring.

Because all the things combined cannot come up with something that is even remotely connected to the original files.

All I can say is that having so many files is like entering a junk market.

It's like I'm back in class reading the textbook.

A bunch of big things are all listed separately and recorded.

It even made Chu Qian wonder whether their organization had mandatory requirements for recording these things.

How many times do you need to touch something every day?

And the transaction discipline between this factory and other suppliers that she wanted to find here was not found at all.

The things I just saw seemed to be everything.

After Chu Qian read these things, she stopped caring about them.

Just spinning around in this office.

I don't know why, but since I first entered this office, I felt something was wrong.

She always felt that there was something here that she hadn't discovered yet.

But none of these desks, chairs, and sofas look out of the ordinary.

So what's wrong...?