Chapter 356: The Mighty Little Miracle Doctor Zhonghai
Zhu Jinger was helpless and very sad, so she could only send Ye Fan down the mountain.
When they parted, she also gave Ye Fan a fruit basket full of grapes.
Ye Fan knew that she was trying her best to make up for the relationship between the two parties, so he did not reject her kindness and finally told her to be careful tonight.
After returning to the dilapidated villa where he lived, Ye Fan took out the unfinished general jade, then hid in the room and polished it carefully.
After three hours, the general jade was completely transformed. It was still the same piece of blood jade, but the symbols and text on it were completely clear.
Turning under the light, the lines of the general jade are not only very smooth, but also have a faint flow of blood.
Ye Fan grasped the hand with blood dripping, and a red light burst out. Texts and symbols appeared in the air, with endless killing.
The gloomy atmosphere in the entire villa hall was instantly swept away.
One general's success will destroy ten thousand bones.
This piece of general jade can eliminate even ten thousand evil spirits, let alone drive away evil spirits.
Holding this blood jade, Ye Fan felt happy.
"bite--"
At this moment, Ye Fan's phone vibrated. He thought it was Zhu Jing'er, but when he picked it up, it was Li Dayong looking for him.
Li Dayong has been thinking about him. When he had free time today, he asked Ye Fan to go to his house for dinner.
Ye Fan originally refused to avoid causing a quarrel between him and Liu Yueling, but Li Dayong insisted that Ye Fan eat the meal.
Ye Fan finally had to go to Li Dayong's house.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan appeared at Chunhua Villa carrying the fruit basket given by Zhu Jinger.
This villa has two and a half floors, with yards at the front and back, and three parking spaces. It is worth 50 million.
Obviously Li Dayong is doing really well in Nanling.
"Is Ye Fan here?"
Seeing Ye Fan appear, Li Dayong smiled and welcomed Ye Fan in: "Come here, what else do you want to buy?"
He took Mark's fruit basket and put it on the table, and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Yue Ling, Mo Mo, Ye Fan is here, please prepare some more good dishes."
Liu Yueling, who was busy in the dining room, and Li Momo, who was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa, glanced at Ye Fan when he walked in, with a hint of disdain in their eyes.
Especially when they saw the fruit basket in his hand, the two of them shook their heads. A poor boy is a poor boy, and every gift he buys cannot be put on the table.
Ye Fan greeted politely: "Hello Uncle Yong, hello Aunt Liu, and hello Mo Mo."
"Um!"
Liu Yueling nodded in response, and then said coldly to Li Dayong:
"My parents called just now. They will come to our house later."
"There is nothing going on in the museum these days. They are planning to stay at our house for two days."
She added: "After dinner, please help me clean up the room."
"Is the old man coming?"
Li Dayong was slightly startled. His father-in-law had been a museum leader. Although he had retired and was re-employed, he still had a high profile and his eyes were higher than his head.
The second elder had always looked down on his son-in-law, who was full of copper odor, so they took the initiative to come and stay for two days. He was somewhat surprised.
However, Li Dayong quickly realized that this was not giving him a chance to stay with Ye Fan.
He was a little annoyed at his wife's snobbery, but it was hard to say anything. After all, they were his father-in-law and mother-in-law, so he could only respond:
"Well, I got it. Let's cook quickly. Mark is hungry."
Ye Fan has been in Nanling for a few days. It is unreasonable for him, a good uncle, not to treat him to a meal.
"The beef is stewed with radishes, how fast? Didn't he bring a fruit basket?"
Liu Yueling rolled her eyes: "Let him wash and eat by himself."
"Watch your attitude."
Li Dayong scolded, and then took the fruit basket to clean it, not forgetting to shout to Ye Fan:
"Ye Fan, please sit down for a while, and I'll go to the kitchen to help your aunt cook."
He also shouted: "Mo Mo, please have a chat with Ye Fan when you have time. After all, you are also my little master."
Li Momo, who was playing with his cell phone, replied impatiently: "I know, I know."
Ye Fan also smiled: "Uncle Yong, please do your homework. I can take care of myself."
Country bumpkin...
Li Momo glanced at Ye Fan and muttered, but still gave his father some face:
"Ye Fan, I don't know what you like to play. You can play with your phone. I'm going back to the room to broadcast live."
Then, she left Ye Fan and went upstairs. After walking a few steps, she felt that this was too ruthless: "You can watch my Yunyin live broadcast to relieve your boredom."
After Li Momo left the room number, he entered the room to earn some extra money.
Ye Fan looked at her back and patted his head. He suddenly remembered that he was the majority shareholder of Qianying Group, and Yunyin Company was also one of his industries.
He remembered the account Tang Qiqi asked him to register last time. He took out his mobile phone and logged in using the 'Zhonghai Little Miracle Doctor'.
He was surprised to find that Tang Qiqi had also come to Nanling and was busy at a shooting base. The video contained many funny clips of her, which was very eye-catching.
Ye Fan thought of the Eighteen Beauties of Nanling that she once said, and obviously she finally decided to enter the entertainment industry.
He was thinking about going to Tang Qiqi one day when he had time to inquire about Tang Ruoxue's situation.
After watching Tang Qiqi's video, Ye Fan was about to close it when he saw the number left by Li Momo, so he searched and clicked in.
Ye Fan quickly entered Li Momo's live broadcast room.
Li Momo changed his clothes and looked very fashionable.
She is already pretty, but she wears Chanel, pouts her lips, looks cute, and is lively and eye-catching.
"Hello, new babies!"
Li Momo waved his hand with a smile on his face: "I'm glad you're here."
Many new members of the audience cheered and seemed happy that they were being taken seriously.
Li Momo smiled sweetly again: "Momo's friends, what songs do you like to listen to recently?"
Ye Fan typed out: "At the end of the day, here comes the song "Aguo Ji"."
At this moment, a ‘Nanling King Zongyuan’ appeared:
"Aguo, your uncle, a new guy, do you have the nerve to ask Mo Mo to sing?"
"What a little miracle doctor, he's actually just a hanging silk."
"Mo Mo, don't pay attention to these free hanging threads."
"Come on and sing "The Last Love", and I'll give you ten drones."
One drone costs 100 yuan, and ten drones cost 1,000 yuan. Prince Zongyuan of Nanling is very wealthy.
Then, the screen buzzed.
[Nanling Wang Zongyuan sent a drone! 】
[Nanling Wang Zongyuan sent a drone! 】
[Nanling Wang Zongyuan sent a drone! 】
Ten consecutive brushes, one thousand yuan.
Li Momo smiled and shouted: "Thank you Nanling Wang Zongyuan."
"Mo Mo, sing "The Last Love" to me, pull down your clothes a little more, and after you finish singing, I'll give you another hundred drones."
Prince Zongyuan of Nanling was very high-spirited: "The little miracle doctor from Zhonghai made him roll as far as he could with the hanging thread."
The rest of the audience echoed: "The remaining feelings are not over, the remaining feelings are not over."
Li Momo was about to sing when Ye Fan sneered: "A thousand dollars, how dare you call it a big deal?"
"Huh, haha, you don't have the right to speak for someone who doesn't pay for anything!"
Nanling Wang Zongyuan said in a mocking tone: "If you have the ability, compare gifts with me. Whoever gets more gifts will be the other party's grandfather."
Ye Fan leaned on the sofa and smiled: "Just wait until you become your grandson."
Nanling Wang Zongyuan was very contemptuous: "What bothers you the most is that you poor second generation have no ability to make money, but Bibi is first-rate."
Ye Fan was noncommittal: "It's better to be poor than to be rich."
"Stop talking nonsense, do you dare to compete or not?"
Zongyuan, the king of Nanling, looked down upon Ye Fan from a high position: "If you dare, accept the challenge. If you don't dare, get out."
Ye Fan agreed: "Let's compete. Whoever gives in first will be my grandson."
Anyway, the platform is his own, and Li Momo is a low-level anchor, so the share of gifts is very low. Ye Fan doesn't mind making the platform popular.
"Okay, there are five thousand people present here to bear witness. I'm afraid some people will cheat later!"
Nanling Wang Zongyuan laughed loudly: "If I don't trample you to death today, I will live broadcast and eat half a catty of Xiang."
[The little miracle doctor from Zhonghai sent out a helicopter!]
Suddenly, the system prompts in red text.
[The little miracle doctor from Zhonghai sent out a helicopter!]
[The little miracle doctor from Zhonghai sent out a helicopter!]
Ten consecutive brushes, 10,000 yuan, Ye Fan directly deposited money to start the war.
Everyone in the live broadcast room suddenly exclaimed, "What a rich man!"
Li Momo smiled sweetly: "Thank you, the little miracle doctor from Zhonghai."
"It's quite interesting, but unfortunately, the money is too little."
Nanling Wang Zongyuan was noncommittal, and then swiped twenty helicopters in one go.
Twenty thousand.
Ye Fan didn't stop, and his backhand was like ten fighter jets.
One hundred thousand.
"ah--"
At this moment, the entire live broadcast room exploded. After all, the price was one hundred thousand, which made Li Momo excited.
She has been live broadcasting for so long, and except for Wang Zongyuan who fully supports her, no one is so generous.
Nanling Wang Zongyuan was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and rushed up with ten fighter jets at once.
Although the total value he earned tonight was 11,000 yuan more than Ye Fan, this time he was no longer doubling down on Ye Fan.
"Is this all you can do?"
This time it was Ye Fan's turn to sneer, and the powerful and domineering super rocket shot out.
One hundred thousand, Ye Fan directly bought ten.
One million.
"Wow!"
Super Rocket swept the screen one after another, and the live broadcast room once again screamed, as if it had been splashed with boiling water.
Li Momo was stunned in front of the camera, his seductive little mouth slightly opened, obviously stunned by the hit.
One hundred thousand?
And then a million?
This was something she couldn't even think about tonight.
You know, the gifts she received in the past month, the highest peak was only 100,000 yuan, and it was Wang Zongyuan who brought his colleagues from Ruyi Company to pay for them.
Now it’s over one million in ten minutes.
Li Momo felt dizzy.
The live broadcast platform was also stunned. It seemed that it was the first time to meet such a wealthy person, and then the whole platform broadcast and golden flashes.
The name Zhonghai Little Miracle Doctor soon spread throughout the Yunyin platform.
Countless viewers also flocked to Li Momo's live broadcast room.
Many beautiful anchors also followed to see Li Momo.
Three thousand people, four thousand people, eight thousand people, twenty thousand people, fifty thousand people...
The number of people in Li Momo's live broadcast room is increasing like a snowball.
"Damn it, who is this rich man? Is his father Song Wansan?"
"Isn't this too rich? Watch the live broadcast, one million, it's scary to death."
"Are you crazy? Did some elementary school student steal his parents' cell phone?"
"It's really a wealthy family that smells of wine and meat. It's freezing to death on the road..."
A large number of spectators started to discuss it.
As a result, the matter was not over yet. Ye Fan looked at Nanling Wang Zongyuan provocatively: "Wang Sunzi, do you admit defeat?"
Nanling Wang Zongyuan was furious, and then he gritted his teeth.
"Swish swish——"
Twenty super rockets followed.
Two million.
He wants to crush Ye Fan.
He has to earn back this face, otherwise this account will become a laughing stock and Li Momo will look down on him.
Moreover, Wang Zongyuan believed that if he spent two million, he would definitely be able to impress Li Momo, and he could push her on the bed after three days.
"Two million? Two million?"
The whole audience was shocked at first, and then screamed.
Li Momo also jumped up happily and shouted thank you brother, thank you brother.
Nanling Wang Zongyuan said aggressively: "Boy, do you still want to play? Are you done playing?"
"Silence?"
"Fuck me if you can, just do it."
The tone was disdainful and provocative.
Ye Fan didn't respond.
Nanling King Zongyuan laughed ferociously: "Isn't it because you have no money?"
Seeing that Ye Fan didn't respond, the live broadcast room became noisy.
"No response? It seems that the little miracle doctor from Zhonghai is dying."
"Nanling King Zongyuan is still more powerful."
"Of course. I heard that he is the nephew of President Wumeng Wang, and he is very wealthy."
"That little miracle doctor from Zhonghai is probably just a nouveau riche, and there is no way he can compete with Nanling Wang Zongyuan."
"One million is probably the money he spent selling iron. Unexpectedly, Prince Zongyuan of Nanling spent two million, crushing him."
"A hanging thread is just a hanging thread. If you don't have enough stamina, you still want to pick up girls. It's embarrassing."
"Nanling Wang Zongyuan, I am Xiao Momo, the anchor next door. Come and play with me when you have time..."
Everyone praised Zongyuan, Prince of Nanling, and belittled the little miracle doctor Zhonghai who had lost his voice.
Scenery!
Scenery!
At this moment, Nanling Wang Zongyuan was enjoying himself very much.
"boom--"
Just then, there was a loud noise.
Space battleship, born out of the sky!
Ten million.
The entire live broadcast room was filled with dead silence.
