After replying, Ye Wan lowered her head and continued to answer questions.
After correcting the correct answers and correcting the wrong questions, Ye Wan seemed to have remembered something. She opened the dialog box of "Wanwan is a little fairy" and said, "I have a fan meeting ticket for Feiyu's mid-year banquet. Are you willing to come?
?”
Three tickets, one for "It's too difficult for me" who passionately ordered 600,000 pieces of fruit.
One was given to Yang Weiwei.
Now, Ye Wan only had this last one in his hand.
With so many veteran fans, Ye Wan really couldn't remember who was the first person to click into the live broadcast room and follow her, and she didn't want to favor one thing over another, so she just put it aside.
Unexpectedly, I happened to meet this big guy.
Otherwise, the smell of money is fragrant.
You can't let someone spend 1 million just to watch a grand fake fireworks, right?
Lu Changchuan glanced at the tickets sent by Rong Qian in the drawer.
He is only one person and does not need two tickets to see Wanwan.
However, if he has two tickets, then there will be one less man to meet Wanwan, right?
I take it for granted that those fans who post "Wanwan, my wife, I'm here", "My wife's post", "My wife's saliva is about to drop" in the comments are all regarded as stinky men.
Lu Changchuan tapped the keyboard, "Okay."
The next moment, I received a link from Ye Wan, "Just click on it and go to the official website to redeem your tickets. Thank you for your support! Mmm..."
In front of me is the "Mommy" message from Ye Wan.
In my mind, I can see the vivid face of the girl when she is coquettish, and the gentle kiss at the sports meeting.
He reacted instantly, and there was a flash of embarrassment and anger in Lu Changchuan's eyes.
Then he looked up at Ye Wan, who was doing the questions seriously on the screen. Her face showed innocence and well-behavedness, and two words rushed through her heart: Beast!
The next second, Lu Changchuan stood up and left.
There was some unspeakable panic and anger in the back view.
…
After the live broadcast ended, Ye Wan concentrated on studying the questions for another two hours before putting down the pen and stretching.
When the hidden icon in the lower right corner of the computer started to flash, Ye Wan restarted the computer.
When I turn it on again, the screen is pure black.
After typing out a few commands, a voice came in, "Boss, someone wants to kill you!"
Ye Wan narrowed his eyes, "Have you found out who it is?"
"The phone is a satellite phone, and the IP is abroad. I traced it to Las Vegas, and the signal disappeared."
There was a trace of annoyance in the other party's voice, and in a moment, he became excited again, "However, the tracker has failed, but the virus has not. Don't worry, boss, the person who wants to mess with you will soon cry."
I spent money, but the person doing the work couldn't be contacted.
The money was wasted. Anyone would be mad, right?
What's more, that's not a small amount.
"Boss, the stolen money..."
"It's yours!"
After throwing out three words, Ye Wan hung up the phone.
He must be from Sicheng, don't do what he wants.
People outside Sicheng were either strangers or would not easily provoke her.
Those who know her well but know that she is not easy to mess with and dare not take action personally are the only acquaintances in the Sicheng circle.
No matter who it is, they all deserve it!
Ye Wan curled her lips.
…
At the "Midnight" bar in the early morning, the VIP room at the end of the third floor was in a mess.
He called the number again, and the cold voice reminded him that the number on the other end was empty.
Is this... taking the money and running away?
Full of anger and nowhere to vent, Han Bolin picked up a bottle of wine and smashed it against the wall.