Only by rejecting the Goddess can God become stronger

Friday morning, no class.

Yu Fan was sleeping, when a familiar system prompt sounded in his mind.

[Fanchen live broadcast asset upgrade completed]

After the simple notification sound, Yu Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately took out his mobile phone to look through the asset estimation reports of relevant institutions.

Sure enough, in the report of an organization, I saw the valuation of the current market value of Fanchen Live.

54 billion!
It is no different from the multiple of the upgrade.

Because of the particularity of the system, it is not surprising that Fanchen Live has a current market value of 54 billion.

However, this organization was able to accurately predict the value of Fanchen's live broadcast through valuation, which made Yu Fangao take a look.

Because Fanchen Live has not yet been listed, there is currently no stock price, so there is no specific market value.

The only way to judge the value of Fanchen Live is to evaluate it through its company value.

In the report, the current market value of Fanchen Live and the reasons for its valuation of 54 billion are listed in detail, which is very convincing.

The boss of the company simply understands the value of Fanchen's live broadcast better than Yu Fan.

Then, Yu Fan opened the Fanchen live app and watched it.

I found that today's Fanchen live broadcasts not only have a lot more live broadcast rooms, but also are very popular.

Even though it was morning, the popularity of the entire platform was not as fast as the previous night's traffic.

On the banner on the homepage, there will be large rewards from time to time, which means that the platform's ability to attract money is also high.

In contrast, the two leading platforms in the past are now in a depression.

The shark is relatively okay, although the traffic has been sucked up by Fanchen's live broadcast, but the foundation is still there, and it will not hurt the bones.

Hubo will be miserable.

Just looking at the homepage of the platform, one can feel a strong sense of depression.

There were nearly two hundred pages of the live broadcast room, but now there are only dozens of pages left, and the anchors on the homepage are all unfamiliar faces with little reputation.

Yu Fan clicked into a live broadcast room recommended by the home page, and there were only a few hundred people in it.

The messages and comments in the bullet screen have nothing to do with the live broadcast content, but discuss the current situation of Hubo.

"Hubo is getting cold, there are only a few hundred people in the first live broadcast room, and there is still a hammer."

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the former leader in the industry has fallen into this state now."

"I heard that the boss of Hubo destroyed the office. Is this going to go to Fanchen to live broadcast desperately?"

"If you want me to say that this wave of live broadcasts is not kind, it has dug out the people's guild, leaving no room for it."

"At this moment, the mobile phone in my hand instantly turned into a Buddhist scripture, the watch instantly turned into a Buddhist bead, the vest on my body suddenly turned into a cassock, six ring scars suddenly appeared on the newly cut cropped hair, and the clothes hanging to dry clothes suddenly appeared. It turned into a shining golden Zen staff, the chair I sat on became a lotus platform, the house I lived in became Daleiyin Temple, and I chanted a sentence of Amitabha uncontrollably."

"Is there something wrong with your brain? Shopping malls are like battlefields. Is there room for people to wait to be counter-killed?"

"This person is probably the boss of Hubo, he is in a hurry."

Yu Fan watched these netizens bickering, and was about to end the game himself and swear a few words, but suddenly a strange call came from his mobile phone.

"Hey?"

After Yu Fan connected the phone, there was no sound from the other side.

After looking at the phone again, Yu Fan suddenly had a guess in his heart, and said coldly: "If you don't make a sound, I'll hang up."

"Mr. Yu, don't! It's me."

It was only then that there was a voice on the other side, but he still refused to reveal his identity.

Although Yu Fan had already guessed who was opposite, he asked slowly, "Who are you?"

If Wu Zhidao wanted to apologize to Qin Yi, he had to completely remove the other party's psychological defenses and let him figure out his position.

"I……"

Wu Zhi said 'I' for a while, but he still didn't say his name.

Yu Fan didn't rush, just waited quietly.

Being overwhelmed by one's competitors, but begging for mercy from them, this feeling is not so easy for Wu Zhidao, who has been in the top position for a long time.

Even before making this call, Wu Zhidao had already done ideological work for himself all night.

But after making the phone call, Wu Zhidao's sense of humiliation kept him silent for a long time.

He didn't want to admit his failure, and he didn't want to beg his opponent, but he had no other choice.

He didn't want Yu Fan to beg for mercy, and Hu Bo's last family fortune might go to waste.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhidao took a deep breath, as if he had let go of all his strength, and said dejectedly: "I am Wu Zhidao."

Yu Fan chuckled and asked slowly, "Mr. Wu called, what's the matter?"

"Hubo has collapsed, and now there is no threat to Fanchen's live broadcast. I hope Mr. Yu can hold his hands high and let Hubo go."

After revealing his identity, Wu Zhidao's next words were much more agile, and he directly expressed his appeal in one breath.

Yu Fan stood up from his seat, walked to the balcony, and said softly, "Mr. Wu, have you ever heard a saying that shopping malls are like battlefields? If I don't get rid of Hubo today, Hubo will make a comeback in the future, and what should I do if I get rid of Fanchen Live?" ?”

"What President Yu means is that he intends to leave no room for it!"

The voice of Wu Zhidao gnashing his teeth was heard clearly in Yu Fan's ears through the phone, which shows how much he hated Yu Fan.

Yu Fan was not annoyed either, and said leisurely with a hunger for appetite: "It's not that there is nothing to talk about at all."

"President Yu, please speak."

"I heard that Mr. Wu recently made a new girlfriend named Xu Miao, right?"

After Yu Fan finished speaking, Xu Miao's image quickly appeared in Wu Zhidao's mind, and he said without hesitation, "If Mr. Yu likes it, I'll bring her here right away."

"No, no, Mr. Wu misunderstood."

Yu Fan corrected: "What I want to say is that Xu Miao had a boyfriend before, named Qin Yi, who was my roommate."

"He likes Xu Miao quite a lot. I'm very upset that you beat him up and beat him up."

"If you can ask Qin Yi's forgiveness, let's stop here for Hubo, how about it?"

While Yu Fan was talking, Wu Zhidao was recalling.

In fact, he has no impression of Qin Yi.

In his eyes, that is a low-level role, so there is no need to take it to heart.

But he didn't expect that the little character he looked down upon would one day alarm a big man like Yu Fan and force him to apologize.

Unfortunately, he couldn't refuse.

"Okay, deal!"

Wu Zhidao gritted his molars and agreed.

He can't watch the country he worked so hard to destroy.

Yu Fan also smiled, and finally confessed: "Don't reveal my identity, and it's better to bring Xu Miao to apologize together, can it be done?"

Wu Zhi said: "Don't worry, you must satisfy Mr. Yu and Qin Yi."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Fan walked into the bedroom again.

Qin Yi was still playing the game of eating chicken on his seat, and when he saw Yu Fan coming in, he was still yelling: "Fanzi, come quickly, I feel really good today, and I will take you to eat chicken in a row."

Yu Fan smiled and replied, "Okay, give me a hand."