8: C8 Big Brother Qian

C8 Big Brother Qian

The live broadcast room was silent for a while, then Wu Xin started crying again.

"What are you doing? Normally I would be quarrelling for singing, but now I don't want to sing anymore? "Sob, sob …"

Everyone knew that someone was suppressing Wu Xin, but they were just ordinary people, unable to do anything. Everyone's heart was in pain. How could they be in the mood to choose a song?

At this moment, someone thought of Qian Gege.

Qian Gege was a celebrity in the live broadcast room. Every day, he would give Wu Xin a present. Not necessarily, but he insisted on scrubbing every day.

"Where's Qian Gege?" Come out! Xin Xin baby can't be broadcast anymore, hurry up and help! "

"That's right! You like her so much, so you can't just watch her get bullied! "

"Qian Gege, come out quickly!"

"Qian Gege, come out …"

In the chatroom, everyone was very tacit in agreement as they typed out Zhao Qian's name.

Just as everyone was shouting, a rocket appeared on the live stream.

"Qian Gege sends out the rocket x1, x2, x3 …" "x100..."

Seeing the number of rockets rapidly rising, the broadcast room was immediately flooded with 666 screens.

Wu Xin wiped her tears and thanked Qian Gege with a smile. But then she said it was too much of a waste because she couldn't even get her salary and gave the platform a free ride.

Everyone immediately asked Qian Gege to help Wu Xin. He was so rich, so he must have connections. In this era, it was a matter of networking. As long as people had connections and resources, there would be no problem.

Zhao Qian didn't know what happened to Wu Xin, but he knew one thing. As long as he didn't want her to stop broadcasting, no one could force her to.

As a result, he simply replied: "If I don't agree, no one can force her to stop broadcasting."

When everyone saw this, they all calmed down.

Zhao Qian ignored the messages in the chat and just watched Wu Xin's live broadcast quietly.

At eleven-thirty, Wu Xin said goodbye to everyone with tears in her eyes. The live stream froze in front of her tearful face.

Zhao Qian felt very uncomfortable, it felt like his things were taken away by someone else.

He immediately called his father's secretary, Wang Qi.

"Hello, Young Master. What can I do for you so late at night?"

"Secretary Wang, I want you to help me check out the background of the live broadcast platform for Flying Fish."

"There's no need to check. The company has been planning to dabble in live webcasts. We have already collected information on several live broadcast platforms. I'll pass it to you right away? "

"Alright!" Send it to me in my mailbox. "

Zhao Qian immediately hung up, turned on his computer and logged on to his email.

Wang Qi had already sent the email over.

Flying Fish's live broadcast platform was under the control of Cloudsoar Entertainment Company. With Dragon Fang and Swan, they were able to rule over the entire world in the live broadcast world. Flying fish currently have sufficient funds and are in good business condition.

The boss of the company was called Yang Cheng, and his only son was called Yang Ming.

Yang Cheng is a lecherous person, often harassing female artists. Yang Ming was also lustful, but he liked the Internet. His prey was the female anchorwoman under his banner.

Yang Ming was arrogant and despotic.

He was interested in that girl. He would smash her with money, and if he couldn't smash her, he would use his identity to suppress her. If he couldn't, he would use the stronger one. In short, he had to put her to sleep, or else he wouldn't stop.

Then the question was, could it be that Wu Xin rejected Yang Ming's unspoken rule and was ordered to stop the live broadcast?

Zhao Qian couldn't help but want to clarify this matter, so he sent a WeChat message to Wu Xin.

"Are you there? Are you sure your injuries are alright? My dad wants me to ask you for a guarantee that I won't pursue the matter. Come out tomorrow Saturday if you have time. "Is that okay?"

After a while, Wu Xin replied.

"Good!" We'll meet tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock at Starbucks in People's Square. "

Zhao Qian quickly cleaned up and lied down to sleep.

The next morning, while Zhao Qian was still sleeping, Faang Ni called him.

"Hello, Director Faang, what's the matter?"

"Don't call me that, Director Zhao. Just call me Little Fang or Little Ni in the future." I just want to ask if our company and the Boxer Company still have that game project? "

"Do it, why not do it?"

"But they have withdrawn their cooperation with us."

"There's something fishy about this. I have to find out what's wrong. Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it. "

"Alright, Director Zhao, I'll be waiting for your news."

Zhao Qian nodded and hung up. He called the man in charge of the project at the boxer game company.

The person in charge was Chen Hsing, the younger brother who represented Chen Yang in Xingyuan.

"Hey, Chen Hsing, what's wrong with our company's plan? Why did you stop working with us? "

"No problem, I just don't want to work with you guys. Is this answer satisfactory? "

This was clearly a provocation. Zhao Qian coldly snorted and replied, "Your brother and I still have a bit of a friendship, don't force me to use some bullying methods."

"Haha …" How could my brother have a relationship with a small fry like you? Stop f * cking sticking gold on your face. If you want to continue working with me, you can give me a million yuan. I'll give the real proposal to the company. Otherwise, no need to talk about it. "

With that, Chen Hsing hung up the phone.

Zhao Qian sneered, in his mind, he was thinking about how to resolve this matter.

The Fighter game released a Production Company that represented Chen Yang, and Chen Yang was Zhao Fu's man.

Therefore, Zhao Qian was the future boss of the fighter. He had too many ways to solve the problem.

However, he did not intend to use his real identity to solve the problem, because that way, Zhang Yuan and the others would know his true identity.

With Zhang Yuan's bullying of the weak and afraid of the strong, once he found out Zhao Qian's true identity, he would definitely kneel down and beg for forgiveness.

Zhao Qian wanted to slowly play with them and enjoy the thrill of being a rapist.

Zhao Qian had interacted with Chen Hsing a few times, so he knew that Chen Hsing liked to hang out in nightclubs. This was easy.

Zhao Qian then called Yang Hu.1

"Aiyo, Young Master Zhao called so early in the morning, is there something you need?"

"Xiaohu, what happened last night?"

"Don't worry, Young Master, Liu Bao doesn't dare to do anything to me."

"That's good. Do something for me. Tell your brothers to pay attention to the boxer game production and distribution work, Chen Hsing. See who he's in touch with, and report back to me in time. "

"No problem, we'll do it immediately."

Zhao Qian nodded and hung up.

As long as he could grasp Chen Hsing's weakness, Zhao Qian only needed to know the truth.

It was already 9 o'clock, Zhao Qian was even planning to meet Wu Xin. He quickly brushed his teeth and face, tidied himself up before leaving the house.

But as soon as he entered the garage, he was troubled and didn't know which one to drive.

He bought them five years ago. Except for the sports car, which was worth a hundred million, the rest of the cars were famous runners like Ferrari and Porsche.

Five years ago, he was domineering and liked these cars. However, after five years of growth, he no longer liked to brag like this. So he wanted to buy a more low-key car.

It was almost time for them to meet, so Zhao Qian had no choice but to take a taxi to Starbucks. When he got there, Wu Xin was already waiting for him at the door.

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