Live Broadcast: This Anchor Is Flying Wildly, And Everyone Is Asking For A Fight

Live broadcast: I heard that my audience is kneeling, I don't believe it.

...

"Damn, I'm not participating."

"must go."

"Then I'll bring a handful of diamonds."

"no."

"Instead of gold."

"no."

"That……"

"roll!"

"Hehe, do you think you are my father? If you let me get out, get out?"

"..."

"Fuck, forget, you are really my father."

...

ten minutes later.

"Dude, do you usually communicate like this in your family?"

The cameraman looked at Lu Cheng who was swept out of the house in confusion.

"how is this possible?"

Lu Cheng sneered and turned to look inside the door: "Brother Lu, I'll call you Dad, can you give me two thousand?"

Inside the door: "Go away!"

"Don't do such a lucrative business, really..." Lu Cheng muttered.

The cameraman was stunned.

"Hey."

Lu Cheng sighed and began to think about life.

He felt he had done nothing wrong.

After all, he is a transmigrator.

Suddenly transitioning from a poor diaosi to a rich second generation, is it possible to enjoy the prodigal family?

And it also cost hundreds of thousands, as for such a big hatred.

Moreover, he suddenly had a cheap dad himself. Since he is not used to calling other people's dad, it is not too much to call him old brother.

Relationships have to take their time, right?

Why was this old man... Dad, sent to participate in the "Survival of the City" show?

What did he say to let him experience the life of an ordinary person?

Hehe, he has experienced it all his life in his last life, is he proud?

The audience in the live broadcast room was already laughing crazy.

——[Ah, what the fuck, hahahaha, God called you Dad, give two thousand, hahahaha…]

——[I guess his father thinks this way——Father Lu: This father is really a loser, and he has to give money to be called a father. Hahahahahaha. 】

——【 Filial piety is killing me, hahahahaha… 】

——[The program group Niupi, the rich second generation participated in the survival of the city, hahaha, cool...]

——[I didn’t say anything, just look at this number 18, and don’t look at anything else! 】

"Hey, don't be sad, our show is only a few months old."

The photographer comforts Lu Cheng.

"Sad?" Lu Cheng was taken aback: "I'm just thinking about how to make money. Who said I'm sad?"

He can even accept time-travel, even having an extra father. What is unacceptable to such a trivial matter as being swept out of the house?

Cameraman: "???"

Is it so receptive?

"There is."

Lu Cheng's eyes lit up.

The photographer was taken aback, not knowing what Lu Cheng meant.

...

Arriving downstairs in the building, Lu Cheng looked at the lobby manager: "That, Lao Liu, lend me five hundred, I'm in a hurry."

The lobby manager was taken aback, and subconsciously took out five hundred yuan.

After all, he is the boss's son. If he asks you to borrow money, he will look down on you.

As for paying back the money.

Don't ask, just ask that your salary is paid by the old man in the family.

However, what he was puzzled about was that this young master who has always been generous, how could he borrow five hundred?

Enough for his meal?

"Thanks."

Lu Cheng took the money and left without giving Lao Liu a chance to ask questions.

then.

Wait until Lu Cheng leaves the building and runs away.

Lao Liu just saw the news in the WeChat group.

——The boss has temporarily separated from the father-son relationship with Lu Cheng. No one in the group is allowed to give Lu Cheng any financial support during his participation in "Survival City". Violators will be fined one month's salary!

——So, Lao Liu, your monthly salary is gone.

Seeing the news, Lao Liu put on a mask of pain.

Damn, you Lu family father and son are too much.

One borrows money to defraud people, and the other is directly fined!

"That's right, boss, Lu Cheng is definitely your seed! And he deserves to be called your brother!" Lao Liu muttered angrily.

Lao Lu, who just got out of the elevator, twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard this.

He originally just thought about it, and turned Lao Liu's salary into a bonus and sent it to him.

After all, no matter how bastard Lu Cheng is, he is also his own son.

It's a good thing to have 500 start-up capital.

However.

He heard what Lao Liu said.

so.

He silently informed the secretary - canceling the original decision, it should be fined for one month!

...

Lu Cheng, who left the building, did not know the changes in the group.

"Let's go, Shaxian will do it."

Lu Cheng greeted the photographer.

"Well?" The photographer was stunned: "Damn it, you actually eat Shaxian, shouldn't the big hotel start it?"

"Five hundred, such a messy hotel?" Lu Cheng was "furious": "Are you trying to trick me?"

"No, I mean, as a rich second-generation, shouldn't you not eat minced meat?" The photographer was full of doubts: "How come you are Shaxian in one mouth?"

"Hey, what the fuck, you are quite literate, why don't you come out with minced meat?"

Lu Cheng looked at the photographer curiously.

"Of course, I graduated with a doctorate."

The photographer said proudly.

"So, you are a doctor who has been studying for more than 20 years, but came out to fight against the camera. You are so embarrassed to ask me, the second-generation rich, why don't you eat minced meat?"

Lu Cheng asked with his head tilted.

"Fuck!"

The cameraman shut himself off.

The live broadcast room also burst into laughter.

——[Pfft, hahahaha, 66666, this problem-solving idea is perfect! 】

——[It makes sense, you can even carry a camera with a doctor who has been studying for more than 20 years. Why does a rich second generation not know how to be diligent and thrifty? 】

——【If you can’t solve the problem, just solve the person who asked the question? Ha ha ha ha……】

——【Hahaha, are you trying to laugh at me to death and inherit my debt? 】

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