I have a mind

Chapter 77 What Little Anchor, Nonsense?

Fifteen minutes ago, Crit and Nomadic God of War met at the gate of Linhai No. 15, ready to meet Dan Bei.

"Old Mu, why did you invite me here? Didn't you say you're going to eat in the cafeteria above? That's 588 people! Who invites?"

The nomadic god of war curled his lips.

"Anyway, I didn't invite you! I invited you here because of Shan Beirang!"

"You said Shan Bei is your boss, is that true?"

Ever since Nomad God of War told Critical Strike about Danbei, Critical Strike didn't believe it very much.

Who would order a 300-hour companion to play with when they are free, and the next order will be 50 hours?
Then during the game, assisting him counts as one head, killing him counts as one head, and giving him 100 yuan per head?

After finishing the game, give more than 2000 bonuses?

Is there such a good thing in the world?Why has he never encountered a critical strike?

If being a companion can make so much money, why does he have to work so hard to run the shadow studio and do a sneaky black market business?

The Nomadic God of War snorted coldly, and glanced at Crit with contempt.

"Not only me, but the other two teammates who teamed up with Dan Bei are Huya anchors. Apart from giving them head bonuses, Dan Bei also went to the live broadcast room to brush Huya No. [-] for them. How much is Huya No. [-]?" ,Did you know?"

"Then I do know. Don't they chat with the anchors all the time?"

"No. My daughter-in-law paid attention to those who sent gifts to Shan Bei. They are all big anchors with more than 500 million subscriptions. Small anchors don't have expensive gifts. Shan Bei actually gave them to others."

Crit groped his chin, looking suspiciously at the Nomadic God of War.

"So, Shan Bei is very rich? What does he do? I mean, besides being an anchor, does he have other businesses? His family background is awesome?"

The nomadic god of war shrugged and spread his hands.

"How do I know? I've only known him for a week. And I've never met him. It's all voice contact."

While the two were talking, they had already entered the lobby of Linhai No. [-].

"Hello, I'm looking for... Dan Bei."

The Nomadic God of War walked towards the service desk and said something hesitantly.

He is not sure, Shan Bei told him, just report his name at the service desk, is it really possible, don't even have a house number?Can't you just take the elevator up by yourself?
The customer service lady greeted people with a smile: "Hi sir, who is Mr. Shan?"

"My surname is Mu, and there is another surnamed Bao."

"OK, just a second."

The customer service lady used the computer to send a message to Shan Bei and called the elevator bell.

Not long after, the customer service lady walked out of the counter and said something to the customer service manager.Then the customer service manager personally took the nomadic God of War to take the elevator.

Entering the elevator, looking at the elevator panel, except for the functional floors, there is only one 66th floor.Crit glanced at the nomadic God of War in surprise.

At this time, the Nomadic God of War also looked blank.

He thought that Shan Bei was very rich, but he didn't expect that he was so rich that it was unbelievable!
Which one of the people who live on Xiadao doesn't know the status of Linhai No. [-]?

There are not only houses with a starting price of tens of millions, but there is no certain social status, and you can't buy them even if you want to!
And Shan Bei was so frightening that he lived on the top floor of Linhai No. [-]!

Isn't that hundreds of millions?
The Nomadic God of War glared at Critical Strike, telling him not to talk too much.He turned to the gradually clear blue sea behind him, and took a deep breath.

As the elevator went up all the way, the doors separated to the left and right, and the vision suddenly opened up. A [-]-square-meter, white-toned hall appeared in front of the two of them.

After the customer service manager greeted Shan Bei, he took the elevator directly downstairs.

"Sit here, please. What would you like to drink?"

After Dan Bei and Bang Shi also lightly shook hands, they invited them to sit down on the sofa.

"Uh... don't bother me."

Nomad looked very stiff and overwhelmed.

Critical strike is also a way to watch around without idle eyes.

It was the first time for both of them to visit the interior of Hai No. [-]. It was only heard that it was even more shocking to see it with their own eyes this time.

Especially on the 66th floor, isn't a brick under your feet worth tens of thousands?

Shan Bei brought iced drinks for the two of them and put them on the tea table.

He also opened a can of Coke, took a sip, and looked at the Nomadic God of War with a half-smile.

"Old Mu, what's the matter? You're not meeting a big girl on a blind date, and you're still nervous seeing me?"

"Ah...hehehe, no, I'm a married man, and I don't have a chance to go on a blind date."

Only then did the Nomadic God of War relax a bit, and waved his hands again and again.

"Well... Anyway, I just downloaded the broadcast, and I'm hungry. I'll call the food over first, let's chat while eating."

Shan Bei took out his iPad to order.

"I wanted to eat upstairs, but it was too noisy during dinner. It's better to be quiet at home."

Shan Bei held the iPad and glanced at the crit.

"You don't have any taboos, do you? I kind of want to eat hot pot! Mandarin duck pot? Is it okay?"

"Okay, I can do anything."

The Nomadic God of War quickly responded.

Crit also nodded, glanced at the Nomadic God of War, but didn't know how to speak.

Before coming, Crit received news from the Nomad God of War.

Said that it was the number one target of their shadow studio, Shan Bei, who wanted to see him.

I have already figured out how to deal with the critical strike.

It was nothing more than extorting a sum of money from Shan Bei so that the studio would stop accepting the reward, and pretend it never happened.

After all, it's not uncommon for an anchor to provoke someone occasionally.Take some money out, and save money and avoid disasters, everyone is good.

Downstairs, looking at the top-notch residential building in front of him, Crit's mentality began to change, and he wavered for a while.

He felt that if Shan Bei lived in Linhai No. [-], he must be very rich, at least ten rich second-generation prodigal sons or something like that.Maybe I can give more, so I am ready to ask for more money.

However, when Crit entered the elevator and saw the 66th floor, his mentality began to vibrate inexplicably.He found that Shanbei was not as simple as he imagined.

What a small anchor?

What kind of prodigal son and rich second generation?
What are you talking about?
Living in a [-] million house, don't you have his studio without a wallet?In other words, is it so difficult for Dan Bei to open his own game sports club and go over L e-sports?

Therefore, after seeing Dan Bei, the brain of Critical Strike began to short-circuit for a short time and went blank.The originally prepared words and strategies all disappeared.

At this moment, he really didn't know how to speak.

We can only wait for Shan Bei to explain why they are here.

Shan Bei was at the catering service and ordered hot pot takeaway.

Ten minutes later, the elevator came in carrying two carts.

The same as the previous two waiters.

Without Shan Bei's instructions, he quickly set the table.

"Mr. Shan, the table is ready. Hand-cut lamb, please don't cook it too long. Do you want us to stay and serve you?"

A waiter spoke respectfully.

"No, thanks for your hard work."

Shan Bei waved his hand, took out four [-]-yuan coupons from under the golden toad on the coffee table, and tipped the two waiters [-] yuan each.

"Should the meal fee be deducted from my card? If it's almost finished, tell me earlier, and I'll go to the service desk to deposit more."

"The 7000 you saved today, after deducting today's lunch and dinner, you have [-] yuan left."

"Well, it's okay to save in two days."

Shan Bei waved his hand and dismissed the two waiters.

Turning his head, he saw two stunned people blinking in confusion.

(End of this chapter)