"So Mr. Jiang is in a state of addiction now. Just like we are addicted to games, Mr. Jiang doesn't know what he is addicted to, and he won't have the idea to come out for a while, right?"
Jin Qi casually guessed that after all, Jin Qi really had no say in the matter of cultivation and could only rely on the words Wang Yuhan occasionally uttered to make guesses and analyses.
"That should be true, but you don't have to worry too much. With Mr. Jiang's cultivation, if there is any problem here, Mr. Jiang will wake up immediately."
Wang Yuhan turned around and faced Jin Qi, focusing on Jiang Chen. When Jin Qi didn't notice, he quietly used spiritual energy to restore his blushing face.
"Okay, okay, anyway, Mr. Jiang has never let us down. Let's go. Beauty Jiang should have started broadcasting by now. It's time to go see if there is anything we can do to help her."
Jin Qi no longer struggled with Jiang Chen's problem, shook his head, turned and left Jiang Chen's bedroom.
As Jin Qi walked, he was thinking about how to face the hot chicks in the chat group.
I had just issued a military order to Fancy Sweet and Sour Fish and the others, and I was just thinking about slapping them in the face, but I never expected that I would be embarrassed again in the blink of an eye.
Sighing, Jin Qi wandered around the dining table, paying attention to the computer in front of Jiang Churan from time to time. Thinking on his heels, Jin Qi could also imagine that Xiao Gaigai and the others must be mocking him crazily, and hesitated for a moment.
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"What are you digging here? Why are you rubbing your feet there?"
Wang Yuhan gently closed Jiang Chen's door, turned around and saw Jin Qi rubbing his toes back and forth beside the dining table.
Not to mention, it really looks like a dog digging a hole for itself to hide its bones.
"It's okay, aren't we trying to solve the problem in the live broadcast room again? I was thinking too much at the moment, and I forgot to get over it."
Of course, Jin Qi couldn't tell the truth to Wang Yuhan, so he made up a vague excuse.
Wang Yuhan glanced at Jin Qi, said nothing, and sat down next to Jiang Churan on Jin Qi's chair.
She has already taken action in Tianmen, why does she need Jin Qi to find a way to solve it? She is lying at first glance, and she doesn't know what evil intentions she is planning there.
"How is it? Are my men and horses?
Is it so powerful that you can get rid of all the black fans at once?"
Wang Yuhan carelessly put his arm on Jiang Churan's shoulder and rubbed Jiang Churan's body vigorously.
"Get out of here, you guys are going to get me into big trouble."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Churan pushed Wang Yuhan away and looked at her with an unhappy expression.
"What's wrong? Aren't my people very efficient?"
Wang Yuhan was confused and had no idea what was happening.
"See for yourself!"
Jiang Churan didn't explain too much, and directly pulled out the backstage barrage record and showed it to Wang Yuhan.
At the beginning, the Tianmen Information Department did block most of the black fans at an extremely fast speed, but it was precisely because Tianmen's processing speed was too fast that it caused a backlash from ordinary netizens who expressed doubts.
"That's not right. We didn't have a bunch of brothers bragging about us just now. Why are they all gone now?"
"Then what kind of brothers are they? Those people are pure anti-fans. It's obvious that Mr. Hua and the others have blocked all the anti-fans."
"Pull him down, that's called blackmail? Everyone has reasonable doubts, okay? When did this happen, and the anchor didn't start broadcasting? Why do I not believe that any anchor would give up on such an opportunity to earn traffic?"
"That's right, look at the anchors on Whale. There are millions of followers who are so moved that they can't find the north. People like Jiang Churan, who has tens of millions or hundreds of millions of followers now, should have been there a long time ago.
Has it taken off?"
"Hey, do you think Miss Jiang makes money from live broadcasts like other anchors? With Mr. Jiang's net worth, Miss Jiang's live broadcast is obviously just for fun. Mr. Jiang can just take out a painting and it's enough for Miss Jiang to spend.
How many lifetimes have you been short of money? Do you care about our little gift money?"
"That's right, Mr. Jiang's wealth does not require Miss Jiang's efforts. As long as she is happy, she can live broadcast whenever she wants."
"No, weren't we discussing why the anti-fans disappeared? Why did we turn into discussing Miss Jiang's net worth? Stop dreaming, you have no chance, Miss Jiang can only be mine!"
Wang Yuhan looked through the barrage and asked doubtfully,
"Isn't this normal? Xiao Ranran, do you actually have so many fans?
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Wang Yuhan didn't notice anything wrong. Instead, he was very interested in Jiang Churan's current amount of attention. This amount was simply terrifying. One person could almost catch up with the entire whale platform.
"Look down, these are normal, what about the ones below?"
Jiang Churan did not answer immediately, but dragged the mouse down several pages of the barrage page.
Wang Yuhan stepped forward again and took a closer look.
"That's not right. Did my friend get banned just for making a joke? Is this platform so awesome? You can't even make jokes?"
"Yes, several brothers just followed the trend and made a little joke, but the anchor didn't have any tolerance for others. Isn't this too stingy?"
"Don't rely on the anchor for everything. The anchor is stupid and doesn't care about this. They are all the big guys in her live broadcast room. They ban her if they disagree with her. Do you really think you are the emperor?"
"It's so outrageous. I don't know why the Ministry of Foreign Affairs wants to put the link on a commercial platform. Is this the power of capital?"
"Maybe the official is trying to show his favor."
"It's possible that our officials are interested in the treasure in Mr. Jiang's hands and want to build a good relationship with Mr. Jiang in this way, so they put the link on the live broadcast platform and quietly sent it to Mr. Jiang.
money."
"Holy crap, you guys are too shady. How is that possible? Although there must be reasons we don't know about, it's definitely not such a straightforward power-for-money transaction. There must be a deeper reason."
"Maybe the Foreign Minister has taken a liking to Jiang's beauty. I think the one named Wang Wen is also quite young, tsk tsk."
"Shocked! Miss Jiang deliberately approached senior officials to protect the live broadcast room!"
"It's really possible to say that. Otherwise, why can't the anchor stop broadcasting now? Isn't he lying on the same bed with some high-ranking official?"
"Warning warning, the speed is too fast and the customer cannot get on the bus. Please slow down and wait for a while."
"A short story that the anchor and Wang Wen have to tell?"
From here on, the rhythm becomes more and more crooked, and the topics discussed by netizens start to become more and more vulgar.
Even at the end, they openly began to discuss what kind of posture Jiang Churan used to please Wang Wen.