Chapter 97 The little model of politeness——Xu Qingchan
The number of people in the live broadcast room has reached more than one million, and fans are very active in posting comments, and the two people who are even on the stage...
Extraordinarily quiet.
It's quite embarrassing.
Fans watching the live broadcast burst out laughing.
[The two of them look so much like me. When I was scared, it turns out that great beauties can also be scared.]
[Rich people are also afraid of society. You see how wild Milk was in the live broadcast room before frantically shopping for gifts, but he became more reserved when he connected with the goddess. 】
【They are so stupid.】
【Hahahahahaha——】
Xu Qingchan looked at the barrage flashing on the screen and coughed lightly, "Are you still up so late?"
Qi Si spoke in a low-pitched voice: "I'll go to bed after watching your live broadcast."
"When will you broadcast live?"
"It will be broadcast in ten minutes."
Qi Si: "Go to bed early."
"oh."
The two of them ended the conversation without much conversation.
Fans all felt that they were lonely after chatting, and they all shouted to the handsome guy to chat for a while. Only a few keen people noticed that the interaction between Xu Qingchan and Bang Yi was like a chat between acquaintances.
However, these comments were drowned in all kinds of barrages.
After the live broadcast, Xu Qingchan went to look at the data on his personal live broadcast income and found that the gift given by Qi Si was worth 300,000.
He is such a spendthrift...
Xu Xu Tuzhi: [Are you asleep?]
Qi Si quickly replied: [Not yet.]
[You don’t need to pay for so many gifts. It’s 300,000 yuan, and the platform will deduct half of it, giving it money in vain.]
【It will not be deducted.】
Xu Xu Tuzhi: [It’s a deduction. The live broadcast platform is a scam. Don’t buy gifts on it next time. This kind of consumption concept is not good.]
Looking at this line of words, Qi Si seemed to be able to imagine her slightly wrinkled nose. Mo Tong thought for a few seconds and made a video call for her.
When the video invitation was sent, Xu Qingchan's heart skipped a beat. She grabbed the lip gloss on the table and applied it on her lower lips. She checked the makeup carefully before answering.
The person opposite seemed to be in the study, wearing only a stoic white shirt and silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
He opened his thin lips and asked, "Are you tired?"
"It's okay..." Looking at Qi Si's angular face, Xu Qingchan secretly poked at the screenshot as he spoke, "I'm just a little thirsty."
Qi Si raised his eyebrows and looked towards the table behind her, "Are you thirsty? Have some wine?"
There seemed to be a bottle of champagne on the table, which was given to her before.
After being caught, Xu Qingchan moved the camera to prevent him from looking at the bottle of wine.
"Only drank a little."
"Girl, you'd better drink less wine."
Xu Qingchan responded on the surface, but actually didn't listen.
This is the only hobby in his life, and he can't take care of it when he doesn't see it.
"How did you know I was broadcasting live tonight?"
"Yan Jing said it."
"Oh." Her eyes were focused on the man's strong jawline and Adam's apple, and her throat was a little tight. "Watching a live broadcast costs six figures. Have you ever rewarded others like this before?"
Qi Si looked at her silently for a few seconds, his eyes deep and searching.
Only then did Xu Qingchan realize that what he had just said had a somewhat sour taste, and coughed, "I seem to see milk beside you too?"
"Yeah." The man didn't even give Little Milk a shot, so he spoke slowly, "I've never rewarded anyone."
"I only watched your live broadcast."
"Those money platforms will not deduct commissions."
There was a faint tendency to feel hot in the auricle. Xu Qingchan asked: "Has the platform changed the rules?"
"The rules have not changed," Qi Si moved his lips and said: "The platform for your live broadcast is under the control of Junyao, and they dare not deduct your charity money."
Junyao is also his.
Unexpectedly, he not only made electronic appliances, but also developed software. The economy behind it also expanded into many fields that she didn't know about.
The feeling of having the mountains at your back is quite refreshing.
"Come to Jinghua Mansion tomorrow."
"It might be a little later. I have to go to the hospital first."
"What's wrong with you?"
"No, let's go see Qiaoqiao and grandma."
Qi Si nodded, "If you need anything, you can tell me."
"good."
Looking at her picturesque eyebrows in the video, the man's voice was low and hoarse, "Have you been having nightmares lately?"
"No, I'm not afraid anymore."
"Don't hold on, you can call me if you can't sleep at night."
"It's okay. My ability to relieve pain is pretty good. I've really gotten better in the past two days."
"Go to bed early at night, don't drink alcohol, drink a glass of milk."
"knew."
Qi Si: "Good night."
"Good night Mr. Qi."
Listening to her words, Qi Si pursed his thin lips, but didn't say anything.
Cui Xiong and others were "taken care of" by Guilei for a few days and then were returned to their home. On the second day after they returned, the police came to the door and arrested the three of them.
The case of three men raping a disabled underage girl in the Imperial City finally came to light. Several criminals behaved badly. The top elite judge in the Imperial City pronounced the verdict on the case. The first instance sentenced the three criminals to life imprisonment.
When the police arrested them, they found several people in a trance.
Only they knew how painful and tortured they were during those days in the dark basement. They even thought they would die there, only to be released back.
From beginning to end, I didn't dare to reveal a single thing about that terrible person.
The scumbags were punished by the law, and the old lady collapsed on the ground crying.
Qiaoqiao's condition has improved a lot and she can go home to rest, but she has become sensitive and introverted, and her spirit is always tense.
The doctor recommended that she find a psychiatrist for long-term treatment.
At her age, she should have been studying happily on the high school campus, but instead she endured heavy suffering that she shouldn't have to endure.
Every time Xu Qingchan looked at her, she felt tight in her chest and her life was too miserable.
Thinking about what Qi Si said last night, she thought about calling him again and again.
Soon, the call was answered over there.
"Mr. Qi, Qiao Qiao's mental state is not very good and she needs to go to a psychiatric hospital for long-term treatment. I would like to ask if you know any excellent psychiatrists there? If so, can you please introduce them to them?
me?"
The person on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds and then said, "I'll ask Yan Jing to make arrangements for you."
"Okay, please."
Qi Si pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "No trouble."
"Thank you."
Very polite.
A small model of politeness——Xu Qingchan.
After hanging up the phone, the man looked at the reporter with dark eyes, lightly lifted his lips and said, "Continue."
The gossip among the employees at the meeting was immediately brought back to their original state. The president was quite gentle when he answered the phone. After hanging up the phone, his expression was obviously lighter than before. In an instant, all the thoughts that had wandered away were taken back.
I don’t know who it is that can make the president interrupt the meeting and answer the phone.
The voice sounded like it was that of a woman.
It's really curious.
In the afternoon, Yan Jing rushed to the hospital, helped Qiao Qiao to be discharged, and then settled into Jing Feng's private clinic.
It turns out that Qi Si was looking for Dr. Jing.
Only then did Xu Qingchan find out that Dr. Jing was actually a very powerful psychotherapist. He could do dental work, bone setting, and psychological treatment. He really knew everything.
She was relieved to leave Qiao Qiao to him.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Qingchan and Yan Jing went to Jinghua Mansion.
When I went to the cloakroom to sort out my clothes, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a folded white shirt with bright red lip prints on the chest.
I don’t know which beauty it belongs to.
She sighed slightly, packed up the cloakroom and exited the room.
From the very beginning, I knew that there was no shortage of women around him. Some even climbed into his bed. This was nothing.