Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

In a small villa on the outskirts of Xingcheng, a middle-aged man in his thirties was sitting in the huge hall with a gloomy expression. The man had an ordinary face and was a little thin and short. He was the kind of man who would be drowned in the crowd in the blink of an eye if he walked on the street.

Although the man looks ordinary, he is very famous in the game Fantasy Westward Journey.

Fantasy Mijiu is the most popular anchor in Fantasy Westward Journey. His live broadcast room has tens of thousands of viewers on weekdays. He was even more popular in the early days. After all, as the current number one in Fantasy Westward Journey, he has already attracted people's attention.

But now Dreamy Mijiu is not happy. His game account can only stay in the safe zone for the whole day and dare not go beyond the safe zone.

"Damn Feng Jun, we can't just let this matter go." Dreamy Mi Jiu said with cold eyes, staring at a fat middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man not far from Dreamy Mijiu is named Tian Zhenjie. He is also the owner of such a villa and the boss behind Dreamy Mijiu.

That's right, just as many people have guessed, in addition to the guild, there is also a financial backer behind Fantasy Mijiu. Without the support of the financial backer, Fantasy Mijiu would never be able to spend huge sums of money in the game every day and quickly upgrade its level.

The reason why Tian Zhenjie became the financial backer behind Fantasy Mi Jiu was quite simple, he wanted Fantasy Mi Jiu to quickly upgrade its level, and finally make money by capturing summoned beasts, and even control the huge peripheral market.

"Mi Jiu, you must resolve this matter as soon as possible. After a day of delay today, the levels of other players in the zone have slowly caught up, especially those teams that are leveling up. They have now reached level 92, and the gap has been getting smaller and smaller.

If you don't resolve this issue, when those players catch up in level, you won't have any advantage.

All our previous investments will be completely lost." Tian Zhenjie said in a cold voice with a tense face.

Just as Tian Zhenjie said, the current level is too important for Fantasy Mijiu. He invested so much before just to widen the gap with other players who are trying to level up.

But now that such an incident has happened, the level has completely stopped. This is absolutely unacceptable to Tian Zhenjie or Dreamy Mi Jiu.

If you spend one less day leveling up, the gap in levels will narrow. By then, it will be difficult for the entire market to form a monopoly, which is a very serious problem.

"Boss Tian, ​​I know, I will solve this problem immediately. I just didn't expect Feng Jun to be so cruel and directly offer a reward for my arrest. I think my brother has arranged a group of water soldiers to attack Feng Jun's live broadcast room, but that guy is much more cruel than I imagined.

Directly bring out the game mechanism and forcefully slow down the pace." Dreamy Mi Jiu nodded hurriedly.

"Well, I don't care what you and Meditation do. Anyway, I want to see you level up normally tomorrow. Damn it, I didn't invest so much money to let you cause trouble in the game. I want money. You are already in your thirties, and you still want to show off and step on my face at every turn.

Do you know how much less law we sold because of what you did today? This is not the point. The point is to let others improve their level and further narrow the gap.

Do you know how much loss this will bring? Can you afford the compensation?" Tian Zhenjie said to Menghuan Mi Jiu with a cold expression, showing no mercy to Menghuan Mi Jiu.

Tian Zhenjie is a businessman through and through. The real purpose of his investment in Fantasy Mi Jiu is to make money, not to let Fantasy Mi Jiu show off and get others’ attention everywhere.

Among the twelve servers of Fantasy Westward Journey today, Tian Zhenjie has invested in quite a few anchors. It can even be said that among the top three teams in each district of the entire Fantasy Westward Journey, at least one is invested by him.

But nothing happened on other servers, only something happened in Yishui Snow Mountain.

This made Tian Zhenjie, who has always been profit-driven, very angry.

"Boss Tian, ​​this is mainly because Brother Xiang gave me an order. That Meng Wuhen offended Brother Xiang, so naturally Brother Xiang wants to take revenge on him." Menghuan Mi Jiu said embarrassedly, not daring to retort to Tian Zhenjie at all.

Dreamy Mi Jiu is well aware of Tian Zhenjie's background. It is not something that ordinary people can do to have such a huge amount of money and also have peripheral connections.

"Damn it, miss me, miss me, I am your boss. Without me, you are nothing, so you better distinguish the primary from the secondary. You call Meditation and tell him that this matter must be handled properly, otherwise I have plenty of ways to deal with you and Meditation.

As for Feng Jun, you can go and talk to him yourself, whether you want to admit defeat or pay the money. I want to see the account operate normally tomorrow.

Use your pig brain to think about how much money you lost by wasting a day." Tian Zhenjie said, staring at Dreamy Mi Jiu with an angry look.

Tian Zhenjie doesn't care about the conflicts in the game at all. What he wants is money, and he wants to use Fantasy Mi9 to make more money.

"Mr. Tian, ​​I understand." Dreamy Mi Jiu looked at Tian Zhenjie with some fear.

. . . . . .

Feng Jun was happily eating with Shen Lin'er when suddenly his cell phone rang and an unfamiliar number appeared above the screen.

"From Xingcheng? I don't seem to have any friends in Jiangcheng." Feng Jun frowned and muttered softly.

"Boss, it can't be a sales call. But it's definitely not a good thing if it's selling in the middle of the night," Shen Lin'er said, blinking her bright eyes.

"Not a good thing? Why do I suddenly feel interested? Things that can be done in the middle of the night are mostly good news for men." Feng Jun said in a mean way.

"Boss." Shen Lin'er glared at Feng Jun with her beautiful eyes, and her delicate face became a little colder.

"Haha, I'm just kidding. Nowadays, sales calls are getting more and more outrageous. When you first came to Lancheng, there was a guy who tried to sell me an excavator early in the morning. It was the first time I've seen someone calling to sell me an excavator." Feng Jun hung up the phone and waved his hand.

"Excavator?" Shen Lin'er said in surprise.

"Well, forget it, ignore him, eat quickly, then go back and take a shower and sleep. You're tired after a whole day." Feng Jun waved his hand and said.

After he finished speaking, his phone ran out of battery and shut down. But Feng Jun didn't care. After all, Shen Lin'er was by his side, so it didn't matter if he went back to charge it.