Some people, in order to become famous, resort to any vulgar means, but the live broadcaster in front of him, in order to become an Internet celebrity, even used fake money to deceive netizens.
Since he wanted to be an Internet celebrity so much, Ye Zihao simply helped him.
As a result, the live broadcast man on the Internet has a new name..."Slap Brother".
In the end, the live broadcast man and his companions left the scene in great embarrassment.
Soon, the scene returned to calm, and the onlookers also left the scene.
However, at this moment, Yang Ruobing looked at Ye Zihao quietly, with a faint smile on her lips, as if she had something to say.
Forehead?
Suddenly, Ye Zihao looked slightly startled, and then asked in confusion: "Honey! Why are you staring at me?"
"Yi Zihao! I think you also have the potential to become an Internet celebrity." Yang Ruobing said something seriously.
"Oh? Is it because I'm handsome?"
Suddenly, Ye Zihao felt a little proud and said.
"no!"
Yang Ruobing shook his head and said calmly, and Ye Zihao asked curiously, "Why is that because of me?"
"Because you are so wretched!"
Yang Ruobing pursed her lips and smiled, then made a joke and said.
"Obscene? Damn! I'm not fat. How could I be obscene? Really!"
Ye Zihao couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Yang Ruobing asked, "Are you and Fatty good brothers?"
"Of course! Where are the brothers of life and death!"
Ye Zihao nodded and said.
"That's right! As the saying goes, 'birds of a feather flock together, people flock together.' If the fat man is so wretched, and you are brothers with him, then you yourself also belong to that wretched category."
Yang Ruobing said jokingly with a smiling expression.
"..."
After hearing these words, Ye Zihao felt puzzled in his heart.
…
Two hours later, Ye Zihao and the others returned to the villa after shopping.
Maybe he was sweating from shopping, so after Yang Ruobing put down her things, she took her pajamas and took a shower.
After about 20 minutes, she walked out.
She was seen wearing a purple lace pajamas, and her figure was even sexier than that of a model, looming and very sexy.
Her jet-black hair is somewhat moist, and the few strands of hair naturally rest on her sexy collarbone, giving her a hazy beauty.
"Why don't you go take a shower?"
Yang Ruobing frowned slightly, then stared at Ye Zihao in confusion, and Ye Zihao responded with a smirk on his face and said: "Hey! I'm looking at my wife!! I can't even bear to take a shower! I want to take a look one more time!"
"
"You talk nonsense and don't say anything serious!!" Yang Ruobing rolled her eyes at him angrily and said.
"Honey, I'm serious! Seeing your body, I suddenly want to teach you some 'aerobics'!"
Ye Zihao pretended to have a serious expression and said.
"Calisthenics?"
Suddenly, Yang Ruobing's pretty face turned red, and she seemed to realize what Ye Zihao was planning to do.
really!
At this time, Ye Zihao turned off the light.
"Yi Zihao! You...why did you turn off the light?"
"Come on, come on! Wife, don't refuse!! I'll teach you 'aerobics'..."
"One, two, three, four, do it again, two, two, three, four, change your position!"
"Ah!! You... gangster!"
…
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room became ambiguous.
The next day!
A new day has begun again!
As usual, Ye Zihao slept until he woke up naturally before driving to the company. When he arrived at the company, it was already almost 11 o'clock at noon.
His life is still about playing games, occasionally teasing girls in the company, or being teased by fat girls.
Life is very free!
At the same time, when Ye Zihao was living a carefree life, some people didn't want him to be so carefree.
In a 5-star hotel in Jiangcheng, there was a man about 25 years old. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, as if he had just started working for a few years.
However, he was wearing famous brands, and he looked like a kid from a rich family.
Next to him, stood a burly man in his 40s. This man stood motionless behind the man in the suit. At first glance, he was a bodyguard.
"Uncle Zheng! Have you investigated the origins of Ye Zihao clearly?" The man in a suit asked calmly while playing with IP7.
"Second Young Master! I only found out the information about this man after he came to Jiangcheng City. As for where he was before and what he did before, I can't find out at all!"
The bodyguard responded with a gloomy tone.
"Oh? Do you have the confidence to defeat him?" The man in the suit said coldly.
"I haven't fought before! I don't dare to make a judgment, but I heard from the eldest young master that he can fight one against ten. If this is the case, I am confident that I can defeat him!"
The bodyguard had a serious expression on his face and expressed his stance, saying.
"Oh? Why?"
Suddenly, the man in a suit stared at him in confusion and asked.
"Because, I can fight one against twenty!" the bodyguard responded confidently.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"With your words, I feel relieved!"
The man in a suit said with a happy expression.
At this time, the bodyguard asked, "Then Second Young Master! How do you plan to deal with this Ye Zihao?"
"No rush! Let's play with him first!"
The man in a suit had a strange smile on his lips and said lightly.
…
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed.
early morning!
Ye Zihao was sleeping, but his cell phone suddenly rang.
At this time, the call turned out to be from a stranger.
Forehead?
Ye Zihao's expression was slightly startled, and he woke up a little more awake. Seeing him answer the phone, he asked doubtfully, "Hello? Who is this?"
"Uncle, I heard that you have a daughter. Are you looking for a son-in-law? I think I meet your conditions very well."
At this time, a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
daughter?
A visiting son-in-law?
What kind of plane are you doing?
…
Ye Zihao looked slightly startled, then retorted very unhappily, saying: "You made the wrong call!"
Say it!
He hung up the phone directly.
"Damn it! So early in the morning, a lunatic came to visit? My son-in-law? Your uncle! I don't even have children!"
Ye Zihao cursed unhappily.
Just when he was about to sleep, his cell phone rang again.
But at this time, the caller turned out to be another unfamiliar phone number, and it was from another province.
Forehead?
Suddenly, Ye Zihao was dumbfounded. Then he answered the phone and asked: "Hello? Who is this?"
"Uncle!! Are you recruiting a son-in-law?"
At this time, a Mandarin voice with a strong local accent came from the other end of the phone.