This wave of gifts caused the live broadcast rooms on both sides to fall silent.
This is probably the legendary spendthrift!
300,000, if you say it’s a gift, just give it a gift.
Even if you give it to some third-tier celebrities, at least they can have a meal with you or something.
What can you get by giving a gift of 300,000 yuan to such a lukewarm internet celebrity!?
Now that there were less than two minutes left before the intense pk ended, Li Wenhui was even more furious.
The strong jealousy made her unable to accept this fact!
"Brother Ming, overpower her, overpower her!"
In the live broadcast room, she shouted at Dou Ming like she was breaking down.
Dou Ming was generous, and he decisively killed ten flying dragons in the sky, overpowering Meng Jiaren again.
But before he could feel complacent, Lin Pingfan directly bought another twenty flying dragons in the sky, a total of six hundred thousand!
Before counting, it’s nearly a million gifts!
Li Wenhui froze completely.
The million-dollar reward made her feel like she would definitely lose today.
"Brother Ming, go and see who gave her so many brushes!"
"If possible, drag the other party's leader to our live broadcast room!"
Li Wenhui was already panicking and typed directly on the public screen so that the text would not be visible in the live broadcast room opposite.
Dou Ming also hurriedly ran to Meng Jiaren’s live broadcast room.
When he saw that the top brother on the list turned out to be Zhou Ziyu's account, he had given up and was furious at the same time as he wanted to win over her through private messages.
Directly use @zhouziyu’s account in Meng Jiaren’s live broadcast room.
‘@铮铮铮女狠人, you white-eyed wolf, instead of buying gifts for Xiao Huihui, you came to this bitch’s live broadcast room to buy gifts!’
'It's really in vain that our little Huihui treats you so well, you are such a white-eyed wolf!'
'Let me tell you, this matter is not over yet, I will definitely find an opportunity to deal with you!'
Not only are they insulting and insulting, but they are also accompanied by personal threats.
Lin Pingfan's expression remained unchanged at this moment, and he calmly responded with two words: 'Waiting for you.'
Meng Jiaren was also very discerning, and when Dou Ming had just finished browsing the screen, she blocked him from entering her live broadcast room forever.
When Dou Ming returned to Li Wenhui's live broadcast room angrily and told who was helping Meng Jiaren, Li Wenhui's face was gloomy and there was anger in his eyes.
"Brother Ming, give me a brush and beat these two bitches!"
"I can't lose!"
Li Wenhui has already gone up.
If Zhou Ziyu's account did not appear, she might still be able to maintain a modicum of elegance.
But at this moment, she couldn't bear it anymore.
From the moment I met Zhou Ziyu, she was a girl with low self-esteem and nothing.
How could such trash be better than myself, the real eldest lady of the family!?
She would never allow Zhou Ziyu to stand above her!
But at this time, Dou Ming sent an apologetic text: "Huihui, I... all my savings were wiped out just now, how about... how about we forget it!?"
"Fart! I know you have a million in your card, so I swiped it all!"
"We must crush her this time!"
"I would like to see if a poor girl would give a reward of two million!?"
Li Wenhui roared loudly and ordered Dou Ming.
Dou Ming did not dare to violate it. Although his savings were only one million, once Li Wenhui returned to the family, he would get more than just one million in the future.
It is very likely that he will take over the Li family's industry!
He gritted his teeth and followed the twenty flying dragons in the sky.
At this point, his savings were running low.
But he firmly believed that Zhou Ziyu would never be able to give a penny for rewards again.
However, to his surprise, Lin Pingfan called Qiu Hongbo again and transferred another one million.
As soon as the money arrived, without saying a word, thirty flying dragons started walking in the sky.
The fans in the live broadcast room exploded instantly!
Horse riding, two million...
Just reward when you say reward!?
A lot of fans are begging for support and attention.
Even the 700 fans in Li Wenhui's live broadcast room were instantly transferred to Meng Jiaren's live broadcast room.
"Dou Ming, brush it for me, hurry up!" Li Wenhui was completely panicked.
A reward of two million yuan is simply unaffordable with her current strength.
Unless she returns to the family.
In the end, Dou Ming stopped buying gifts because he had no money.
"Huihui... I really have no money. There is less than one minute left before the end of the pk. Even if I borrow it, I can't borrow it."
"How about this time, let's admit it."
These words instantly made Li Wenhui furious. She no longer cared about the eyes of outsiders and began to insult Qi Dou Ming: "You loser, poor guy, you don't even have a million, what use do I need from you!?"
"You are so poor and you still plan to marry me!? Just have your big dreams..."
The insult lasted for a full minute until the pk was over.
Meng Jiaren won this pk.
According to the bet, Li Wenhui will kneel on the ground and call Meng Jiaren’s mother, quit the Internet, and also publicly apologize.
But Lin Pingfan didn't care about these.
How to fulfill the bet is their own business.
The reason why he did this was to let Li Wenhui know how big the gap was between her and Zhou Ziyu.
After all, in a few days, the head of the Zhou family will be Zhou Ziyu.
Giving two million as a reward to an anchor is not too much, right?
Return to the chair and wait for Zhou Ziyu to bring someone back.
Just as he took his seat, the sound of credit card swiping sounded.
‘Click.’
The next moment, the door opened.
Zhou Ziyu walked in with a strange man.
The man was in his early thirties, wearing a white sportswear, with gray hair, a lip stud, and his behavior was a bit flamboyant.
However, Lin Pingfan noticed that this man's hands were very thick, with a layer of hard calluses on both the palms and the back of his hands.
At first glance, he is Lian Jiazi.
"Mr. Lin, let me introduce to you. This is the helper that grandpa found for me, Wei Kang."
As soon as he came in, Zhou Ziyu began to introduce.
Lin Pingfan smiled, stood up and stretched out his hand, asking Wei Kang to shake his hand.
But Wei Kang glanced at Lin Pingfan with contempt and said coldly: "Miss Zhou, is this the Lin Pingfan you are talking about!?"
"Looks very ordinary, are you sure this kind of person can be effective!?"
His words were sarcastic, but when he looked at Zhou Ziyu's face, greed already appeared in his eyes.
Lin Pingfan frowned slightly, already feeling disgusted with Wei Kang.
Zhou Ziyu's face darkened, and she wanted to reply, but when she thought that this was a helper brought by her grandfather, and considering his identity and background, she couldn't say anything, so she just explained: "Poison Master Wei, Mr. Lin is here to help me.
We are our own people, so please don’t say that.”
Wei Kang chuckled: "Okay, since Miss Zhou said so, what else can I say!"
With that said, he ignored Lin Pingfan, walked into the room, and looked at himself.
The noisy sound on the computer immediately caught his attention. Regardless of whether Zhou Ziyu agreed or not, he sat down and watched the live broadcast with relish.
Zhou Ziyu looked helpless and waved to Lin Pingfan, gesturing for him to come out.
After walking out of the room and closing the door, Zhou Ziyu said helplessly: "Mr. Lin, you must not be the same as him. We cannot afford to offend him because of his background!"