After controlling my player’s krypton gold, my skill points are full

With such great momentum, the time finally came to June 1st.

Vehicles coming out of every corner of Shang'an all lead to the same place - the Left Bank Pier.

Everyone in the vehicle was carrying the same thing, a dark green invitation.

"Brothers, we are about to arrive. Sister Shu told us to come to the left bank pier and said there would be a boat to pick us up."

Zhang Jian called him Sister Shu very familiarly, and no one in the live broadcast room thought anything was wrong.

Now there are only four names for Jing Shishu on the entire Internet: Shushu, goddess, Shujie, and eldest lady.

Before we even arrived on the island, we were just broadcasting live at the pier, and the number of people had already exceeded one million.

People in the live broadcast room could clearly see the densely packed vehicles through the car windows. They all stopped because of the crowd.

"Sir, could you please get out of the car and walk to the pier to wait for the boat? Because there are so many people, cars are not allowed in."

A man in security uniform knocked on the car window.

Zhang Jian said good-naturedly, gave some instructions to the people at work, and got out of the car with the camera in hand.

Everyone else outside also got out of their cars and walked to the pier.

It's not far actually, just a few minutes.

"There are so many people. It seems really lively."

In order to prevent the live broadcast room from getting cold, Zhang Jian kept chatting, but now the people in the live broadcast room were attracted by people outside.

The front of the pier was crowded with cars, and a large number of people in gorgeous dresses got out of the cars, all heading in the same direction.

Handsome men and beautiful women attract attention wherever they go, not to mention such a large group of people, the scene is very spectacular.

[Isn’t that little Yueyue? 】

[Really, she’s here too. 】

[Who is Little Yueyue? 】

[A famous food anchor who has been popular for many years. 】

[Probably also here for the live broadcast. 】

[It’s such a shocking scene, it’s really a bit expensive. 】

[Wake up, these are ordinary people, they just wear more expensive dresses. 】

[I’m even more curious. Ordinary people are so shocked by this. What does the real aristocratic circle look like? I really want to see it. 】

Zhang Jian looked at the barrage and realized that many familiar people were there.

At this time he also walked to the dock entrance.

A long, narrow and high-level passage leads directly to a huge ship, and there are five or six security guards guarding the entrance of the passage.

There was a long queue ahead.

In front of the huge ship, people seem so small. This scene shocked the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Don’t tell me that this ship is here to take you to the island. 】

[I’m so upset. I’m just picking up people. Do I need such a delicate ship? 】

[So rich. I saw netizens saying how awesome Sister Shu is and how rich she is. I had no idea until I saw such a big ship. 】

[The experience value of this ship is more than 10,000 yuan, right? Those people who said it wasn’t worth it before were just idiots. 】

[It makes me laugh. Those keyboard warriors are just making sarcastic remarks, but some people actually believe them. 】

[I don’t look good at others. I say they are not worth it. I am more excited than anyone else when I grab invitations. Do you think they are cheap or not? 】

In the live broadcast room, the group of people who had previously said they were not worthy silently changed their avatars and names, and started criticizing the public about their original selves. It seemed that as long as they scolded them harshly, they could become invisible.

Zhang Jian watched the barrage in the live broadcast room and started arguing again, but ignored them. He even hoped that they would argue more fiercely, and it would be better to bring his friends together.

"Sir, please show me your invitation letter."

Zhang Jian took out the invitation letter from his bag and handed it over.

The person opposite glanced at Zhang Jian's face, then looked at his phone, as if there was some information on it.

Zhang Jian became nervous for a moment. After all, he didn't grab the tickets himself, so he felt a little guilty.

"Have fun playing."

The security guard returned the invitation letter to him and made a very polite gesture of invitation.

Zhang Jian said thank you, walked up the aisle, and went straight to the ship.

[The quality of the security guards is really high. 】

【? Don’t you know the bodyguards of the Wu Group? 】

【ah? Not a security guard? 】

[Although it looks like a security uniform, there is a logo on the clothes. They are professional bodyguards of the Wu Group, the kind who can beat several people with their bare hands. 】

[Wu's is Sister Shu's father's company, so it's normal to send five or six bodyguards to maintain order. 】

[Perhaps someone has a stick around his waist, and if someone makes trouble, just hit him with it. 】

[Laughing to death, that’s so cool. 】

Because of the security, the live broadcast room was busy discussing how awesome the Wu Group's bodyguards were.

Until Zhang Jian arrived at the entrance of the ship, the live broadcast room was quiet for a full minute.

This is a super luxurious ship. Even the deck has various seats with potted green plants placed on them. Through the door, you can see the bright lights inside, reflecting all the luxury.

What made netizens even more silent was that just now they said that the Wu Group sent five or six people to maintain order, and in the next moment there were bodyguards standing everywhere on the ship.

There were two guards at the entrance to check for dangerous items. Looking inside, there were seven or eight people there at a glance. Maybe there were still people inside.

But it is also understandable that with so many people gathering together, if there is any accident that retaliates against society, it would be disastrous.

Zhang Jian accepted the inspection honestly, but the barrage exploded.

[Poverty limits my imagination. 】

[Let me and the anchor exchange souls, right now, immediately, immediately, I'm not kidding. 】

[I can only imagine how happy the anchor would be on this ship. 】

[Seeing it is equal to playing it. 】

[Trivia: It costs at least 200,000 yuan an hour to pack such a big ship. 】

【It's really cold. 】

[So my boss’s dream is to buy a boat like this, is that why he squeezes me like this (death smile). 】

[I have to work hard for my boss’s dream again. 】

When Zhang Jian saw the bodyguard staring at his camera, he immediately explained: "I am an anchor. I only teach fans to gain knowledge, nothing else."

The bodyguard nodded indifferently, "Please tell me about the live broadcast room."

Zhang Jian reported the room number of the live broadcast room.

The bodyguard took the intercom and repeated the room number of the live broadcast room.

At the same time, an eye-catching golden special effect suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room. It was difficult for people to ignore it. It was the administrator of Kuaiyin.

It is almost unnecessary to think about it. Everyone knows that they are here to monitor the live broadcast room, and they are afraid that they will make some tricks.

[Holy shit, so Kuaiyin was also acquired by Sister Shu’s father? 】

[I think so. Otherwise, how could the administrator be so cooperative? 】

Netizens almost believed that Kuaiyin had been acquired, and the administrator couldn't stand it anymore.

He had to clear up the rumors for his company.

[Administrator: Not acquired. 】

[That’s even better, I must have given you money. 】

[So do they really have no place to spend their money? I can't think of such a cool operation as buying an administrator. 】

The administrator saw that everyone in the live broadcast room said that he was bought by Jing Shishu's father. He wanted to refute but found that it was indeed the case.

Mr. Pei gave them 20 million and asked them to monitor the whole process in the background and report any situation.

The more the administrator thought about it, the more he felt that the netizen was right.

Did the co-author sell him out?

Administrator's heart: (╬◣д◢).