After Thousands Of Years Of Seclusion, I Was Broadcast Live On The Entire Internet

Qi Miao was stunned.

She had never seen so much money since she was a child, and it made her heart beat wildly.

[Seventh Young Master: What kind of background does the anchor have that allows Mr. Gong to wait outside the door? Can I make a friend? 】

[Zhenqi Pavilion: I haven’t seen Mr. Gong in ten years. Could you please the host to ask Mr. Gong for me? Can our Mr. He from Zhenqi Pavilion visit his old man? 】

Qi Miao discovered that these wealthy people who bought millions of gifts were all coming to the old man outside the door.

"What kind of background does this old man have?"

Qi Miao had never seen such a scene and didn't know what to say.

[Seventh Young Master: The host doesn’t know Mr. Gong? Are you kidding? He is the president of the Nancheng Sky Observation Association. Among the 100 cities in Nancheng, nearly fifty city plans have to go through the hands of Gong Lao. 】

【What? The president of the Sky Observation Association? real or fake? 】

[I remember that local programs in Nancheng all seemed to have the four characters "Sky Viewing Association" on them, right? 】

[Not only urban planning, there are countless entertainment industries that have been handled by Gong Lao. Looking at Nancheng, there are not many people who dare not give Gong Lao face! 】

[For example, in our Tiannan City, Mr. Gong’s authority is second to none, and no one dares to claim first! 】

【Awesome! Anchor, why are you still standing here? Why don't you invite Mr. Gong in quickly? Can you bear to let the old man catch a cold outside? 】

Qi Miao was even more confused when she saw these extremely exaggerated barrages.

She was indeed familiar with the Sky Watching Association, but Qi Miao didn't think that the president of the Sky Watching Association in Nancheng would come to her.

Although Qi You did have an extraordinary status, she didn't think he would allow the president of the Sky Watching Association to meet him in person.

Moreover, the president of the Nancheng Sky Observation Association is rumored to be ninety years old.

But the old man outside the door looked at his energy and energy, and he was probably in his early sixties at most.

"Stop joking, I'm turning off the broadcast!"

Qi Miao felt like she was being tricked by the barrage again.

In anger, she directly closed the live broadcast amidst the wails of the barrage.

Then, Qi Miao went directly upstairs and knocked on Qi You's door.

"how?"

Qi You is tinkering with the flowers and plants on the balcony.

"Ancestor, there is an old man who claims to be a permanent resident of the palace and wants to see you."

As Qi Miao spoke, her eyes curiously looked at the flowers and plants on the balcony.

She always felt that these plants looked a little strange. For example, the cactus on Qi You's left rear seemed to be two meters high and looked very strange.

"Gong Changju..."

After Qi You heard the name, he paused the movements of his hands, as if he was recalling something carefully.

"Oh, Gong Yuan's descendants."

With that said, Qi You continued to pick up the shower head to irrigate the flowers and plants under him, and softly uttered two words from his mouth: "Nowhere."

"OK."

After getting the answer, Qi Miao turned around and went downstairs.

After she informed Gong Lao of Qi You's intention, Gong Changju looked lonely.

"Mr. Qi really can't forgive our Gong family?"

As soon as these words came out, Qi Miao was about to say a few words of comfort when he saw Gong Changju burst into tears and knelt down in front of the villa door.

"Mr. Qi, if we didn't take good care of your descendants, it was our Gong family that failed you after all!"

"Three generations of my Gong family have been looking for your descendants, but to no avail. I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just ask to see you again!"

The old man's move frightened Qi Miao so much that she closed the door as if running for her life.

Talking about three generations of ancestors and looking for descendants are all nonsense in Qi Miao's ears.

At this moment, she just felt that the other party had taken a fancy to this villa and was trying every means to blackmail her.

I completely forgot about Shenhao’s crazy purchase of gifts for Mr. Gong in the live broadcast room.

"No, if something happens, I can't afford it!"

In order to prove her innocence, Qi Miao had no choice but to hide outside the curtains again and start the live broadcast.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw the president of the Tangtang Sky Viewing Association kneeling down and crying bitterly, the entire live broadcast room exploded again.

[Shit, did I read that correctly? Is Mr. Gong kneeling down? 】

[Will such a legendary figure kneel down and cry bitterly? 】

[The anchor must have done something outrageous, he is absolutely insane. 】

[Is there a possibility that Mr. Gong outside the door is actually an AI with his face changed? 】

[Seventh Young Master: Why is Mr. Gong doing this? 】

[I kind of believe that the host didn’t do some show last night. There really is a god living in her house! 】

[Anchor, please be honest, who exactly lives in your home? 】

[Yeah, don’t be pretentious, the person who can make the top bosses in Nancheng kneel down must be the core figure of the Zhongzhou family, right? 】

Qi Miao was told by the barrage that she doubted her life.

Now, she couldn't help but believe the identity of the old man outside the door.

"Well, my family is just me and... and my elders."

Qi Miao hesitated and said.

But when the barrage heard that the person kneeling down by Mr. Gong turned out to be the anchor's elder, he was immediately shocked.

[Awesome, anchor, what is the background of your parents? 】

[I remember that during the previous live broadcast, the anchor seemed to have said his name. It was Qi Miao, right? 】

[Master Wu from Nancheng: Qi family? That's not right, there is no big family named Qi in Nancheng? Could it be from another city? 】

[Seventh Young Master: Impossible. There are big families named Qi in the four cities and one state of the Dragon Kingdom. But the other party’s family status makes the palace elder kneel down. I can even ask the head of the Qi family to pour tea for me. Grind ink! 】

[Damn it, the Seventh Young Master is so domineering. 】

[Awesome, pretending to be big invisibly, hahaha. 】

[Stop being so arrogant, it’s hard to tell what’s real and what’s fake in the online world. Are you so sure that the anchor’s last name is the same? 】

[What you said above has opened my mind. Host, tell the truth. Are you one of the top wealthy families in Zhongzhou with compound surnames? 】

[Complex surname? I broke into a cold sweat when I said that. It’s not surprising that Mr. Gong did this! 】

Qi Miao looked at the barrage, what could she say? All I can say is that you guys have a lot of imagination!

In order to satisfy their imagination, I had to change my name.

Qi Miao sighed deeply and was about to explain a few words to the audience in the live broadcast room.

But the barrage started again.

【broken! The palace elder began to kowtow. 】

[Anchor, stop looking at your phone. Look out the window. Mr. Gong’s forehead is bleeding! 】

Seeing these barrages, Qi Miao was dumbfounded.

She quickly looked out the window and saw Gong Changju, who was originally kneeling, now with his hands on the ground and kowtowing forward.

The blood on her forehead frightened her.

If he was knocked to death at her door, even if it had nothing to do with him, Qi Miao's conscience would be uneasy.

Thinking about it, Qi Miao rushed out of the room: "Grandpa, what are you doing?"

Gong Changju turned a deaf ear to Qi Miao's words and continued to kowtow in front of the door.

What surprised Qi Miao even more was that the other party looked quite old, but she tried her best and couldn't shake Gong Changju at all.

Until a sharp shout came from inside the house.

"My descendants will help you, how dare you not afford it!?"

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