Zhang Guifen then said to the two sisters beside her: "You should also add Ma Lan as a friend. It will be easier to communicate with each other in the future."
Ma Lan said without thinking: "Then this is really great. I will form a group right away and include all four of us. If there is any trouble in the future, we will all communicate with each other in the group."
Soon, with the birth of a WeChat group called "Eliminate Qian Hongyan and eliminate harm to society", the four people immediately began to act separately.
Ma Lan walked back home on the arm, while Zhang Guifen and the other three immediately walked to the villa where they lived.
Arriving downstairs in the villa, Zhang Guifen looked up at the room on the second floor and whispered to the other two people: "They have indeed closed the windows and doors. I will climb up to their balcony on the second floor to see if I can
I can't take any pictures from outside, but the windows here are very well insulated. Even if I can take pictures, I probably won't be able to record the sound. Go to the door of their room, plug in the earphones of your phone, and put the microphone under the crack of the door.
I went to record their voices inside, and then sent these to Ma Lan. She said she would use her mobile phone to blend the images and sounds together."
"Okay, Sister Guifen!"
The two agreed in unison, and then hurriedly started taking action.
At this time, Qian Hongyan was still live broadcasting in the bedroom on the second floor.
She has prepared ten products tonight, and she has already talked about the last one.
Since today is not a weekend, the traffic is not that big, so Qian Hongyan also plans to take off the broadcast early and take a rest. Even though she only broadcasts for two or three hours a day, she spends these two or three hours almost non-stop talking, nervous and paying attention.
She had to keep tensing up to make sure she didn't make any mistakes or expose any flaws, so after a live broadcast, she was still very tired, so she also looked forward to finishing her talk as soon as possible and getting off the air to rest.
At this time, she didn't know that Zhang Guifen, who was in good health, had climbed down from the third floor terrace and arrived at the balcony of the second floor room.
Although the curtains in the bedroom on the second floor were tightly drawn, an inverted V-shaped gap was exposed in the lower middle of the gauze curtain on the sliding door.
For mobile phone cameras, as long as they are close enough, even a hole as thick as a finger is enough to capture the entire scene inside.
A few minutes later, Qian Hongyan finally finished broadcasting the last product. When the family members in the live broadcast room robbed all the inventory, she said with a pious face: "Thank you to all the family members for supporting Yanzi tonight."
Support, Yanzi can support her paralyzed husband and son, as well as her 80-year-old mother-in-law, all thanks to the help of her family. Yanzi is here, thank you for your help, thank you!"
Xiao Changqian, who was paralyzed in bed, also said vaguely: "Thank you... thank you all..."
Xiao Hailong choked on the other bed and said: "Thank you everyone for your help. When I recover, I will definitely bow and kowtow to everyone in the live broadcast room!"
Old Mrs. Xiao, who was wearing tattered clothes, also came to the camera tremblingly at this time. She kept bowing her hands and said: "Old lady, I am here to thank everyone... thank you!"
After everyone finished thanking her, Qian Hongyan reluctantly said goodbye to her family again, and then closed the live broadcast room.
The moment the live broadcast room closed, she immediately reached out and pulled off the wig on her head, revealing a very elegant chestnut curly hair, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Damn, this torn wig is too damn hot!"
Xiao Hailong hurriedly said: "Mom, you said you had nothing to do with perming your hair. Forget it. If you dye it, won't it be troublesome if others see it?"
Qian Hongyan angrily scolded: "You know nothing! Your mother and I are worth tens of millions now. Do I have no shame when I go out? You can't let me drive a Mercedes-Benz G and look like a beggar, right?"
Besides, now that the live broadcast room is becoming more and more popular, and the audience is increasing, I must find a way to change my makeup when I go out. The bigger the difference between the real person and the live broadcast, the better, otherwise I will be discovered by the audience in the live broadcast room outside.