"Hahaha, instant noodles! Is he a joke sent by the monkey? He is squatting next to the concert hall and eating instant noodles!"
"Don't tell me, the way he eats instant noodles really looks like..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is this how he attends concerts? His posture is really novel."
"@水蓝, 蓝神, come out quickly, let’s watch from the front row."
At the same time, Shui Lan burst into laughter watching this scene.
"Assistant, where's breakfast?" Shui Lan called.
"Alan, didn't you say you won't have breakfast?" asked the woman who was sitting on the sofa and packing up documents.
"Eat, you must eat! Hurry up and let the kitchen make arrangements." Shui Lan said.
Then he quickly ran back to the room and took out the camera that had been dusty for a long time.
Haha, instant noodles?
Rubbish, let me show you what a successful person's breakfast is.
Soon, Shui Lan posted the rich breakfast on Weibo.
"@Look over here, Zhang Fan, your money has been wiped out, right? Do you want me to package it for you?"
Looking at this Weibo, Shui Lan's fans collectively had an orgasm.
"Have you seen, have you seen, what is the life of our Blue God like? Zhang Fan, look at what you are like."
"According to my analysis, Lan Shen's breakfast is worth at least around 10,000 yuan."
"Yes, just the caviar costs a lot of money."
"Blue God's tableware is the most valuable. As far as I know, his three plates are worth at least 300,000 yuan!"
"@Put your face over here, you poor bitch, come here and take a look."
Slap you on the face, looking at these Weibo posts, my nose is almost crooked with anger.
"Brother Hei, kill these idiots."
"Gou He Yang, come out! The leader is being bullied."
Whether in the group or in the company, countless people are gearing up.
A bunch of idiots showing off their wealth?
Dare you show off your wealth to our Brother Fan?
Your uncle!
Our leader can earn tens of billions of dollars every minute, okay?
"Calm down, let's slap people in the face to convince others with virtue! Moreover, I have never seen anyone who can bully our leader." Brother Hei was quite calm.
Hahaha!
Although he didn't know why Zhang Fan ran over to eat instant noodles so early in the morning.
However, the eyes of the heavily armed people around Zhang Fan were all focused on Zhang Fan.
So, things are definitely not that simple.
Aqua blue, what the hell!
Zhang Fan, on his side, ate two buckets of instant noodles and slowly took out his mobile phone.
Looking at a group of people looking at Aite himself, Zhang Fan was also very distressed.
Free?
You guys don’t allow me to eat instant noodles?
Immediately, Zhang Fan went directly to the Mengzhitian website and took a screenshot of the album pre-sale bill.
Then he posted on Weibo!
"I can't help it, the money hasn't arrived yet. Alas, it looks like I will have to sell albums a few more times in the future."
Even without the Aite people, Zhang Fan knew that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him at this moment.
It was at this moment that Shui Lan, a group of musicians who were originally in a good mood, turned green.
Because, the amount in Zhang Fan’s screenshot...
Two hundred and thirty-six million, two and a half million!
You know, the Mengzhitian website will not take a commission from this money.
Except for tax deductions, all this money belongs to Zhang Fan.
They have been making music for many years, and it can be said that they have not even made a fraction of this amount.
The company takes a commission!
Channels take commission!
Taking care of all kinds of relationships!
Tax deduction!
There isn't much left to hand.
Thinking of this, Shui Lan and his group became autistic.
At the same time, Weibo, which was originally boiling, suddenly became quiet.
More than 230 million!
Mom, Zhang Fan, how much money did you spend on that album?
Those who said Zhang Fan was poor almost smashed their cell phones.
Thinking about the balance in their bank cards, a group of people silently uninstalled Weibo.
Play with your mother!
We are just watching the excitement, but we can be critically hit through the screen?
Can I still play?
Mom, I'm so hungry!
What should I eat?
Hey, why are there instant noodles under the bed?
Damn, this is your ration for this month.
When thinking of the more than 230 million screenshots of Zhang Fan eating instant noodles, countless people have shed tears of regret in the corners of their eyes.
Why spit out fragrance!
Why hurt yourself!
People eat instant noodles not because they are poor!
And I eat instant noodles because I am really poor!
Thinking about this, the more I think about it, the angrier I get!
Countless people opened the mobile mall application and then re-downloaded Weibo!
"@水兰, you are so rich. Do you know how many children's dreams you have eaten for breakfast?"
“@水兰, let me give you some popular science. In those poor mountainous areas, a child can’t even spend fifty yuan a year!
Your meal costs tens of thousands, do you know how many children you can save?"
"@水兰, I didn’t expect you to be such a crazy person. Look at Zhang Fan, look at this person, he has a net worth of hundreds of millions, but he has instant noodles for breakfast. What happened to the instant noodles? Do we eat your instant noodles?
, what are you forcing?"
Shui Lan, who was already autistic, looked at the news about countless Aite, and his face became distorted!
M!
Where did this stupidity come from?
Why are you trolling me?
Did I provoke you?
This is my breakfast. Are you kidding me about the dream of having children?
This is caviar!
But immediately, Shui Lan also sneered.
Damn, this scumbag Zhang Fan must have hired a navy army!
"Haha, I'm just a poor person, and my annual income is only enough for my daily consumption. I'm not like Zhang Fan, who makes hundreds of millions every minute. Why don't you ask him to donate to those children.
You go find him!"
Shui Lan is almost hysterical here.
Who did I offend so early in the morning?
"Assistant, go to the fan group, gather some people, and prepare to fuck Zhang Fan.
Haha, aren't you just trying to get rid of poor students for me? I want to see if Zhang Fan has the face to discredit me."
"Fans, it's not good. If you expose it and watch it, you may lose your fans," the assistant said.
"The Marine Corps will not accept Zhang Fan's orders at all. Look at the consequences before and after hiring the Marine Corps." The veins on Shui Lan's forehead jumped.
Soon, countless people popped up on Weibo.
"@Come here, you make so much money, have you ever made any donations?"
"@Put your face in, do you know how hard it is for children in impoverished mountainous areas now..."
In an instant, countless people on Weibo looked at this with increasingly grim expressions.
Moral kidnapping!
This is what they hate the most!
Moreover, it is obvious that someone is adding fuel to the flames!
"Go and find out who arranged these people."
"If you find this disgusting thing, no matter which circle he belongs to, he will be punished to death!"
Countless bosses have issued orders!
At this time, three official Weibo posts posted a picture.
China Fire Protection Association!
Red Cross Society of China!
China Hope Primary School Association!
Behind every picture, there is a huge amount of money!
Fire Protection Association, five billion!
Red Cross Society of China, five billion!
China Hope Primary School Association, five billion!
The donors behind these amounts!
Zhang Fan!
(I have been losing weight recently, and I am basically so tired that I have no strength to hold my mobile phone! There are really no eunuchs! After all, Zui Yang is not young now, and his family has been urging blind dates. However, as a fat nerd, when it comes to blind dates,
, you know...and it's impossible for a fat nerd to even think about women's clothing. Sinyang, who has been working hard for women's clothing, don't tear up the recommendation votes in your hands.)