Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

Feng Jun didn't want to join a guild, whether it was the Meditation Guild or the Xilang Guild, etc. At least at this stage, Feng Jun didn't want to work for others.

After clicking on the meditation chat box and tapping the keyboard, Feng Jun replied immediately.

Fantasy Westward Journey, Meng Wuhen: Brother Xiang, I'm sorry, I've thought about it carefully and I don't have any plans to join any guilds for now. If I want to join a guild in the future, I will definitely choose it first.

Feng Jun's words made Mingshuo, who was far away in Hangzhou, look particularly ugly. How could Mingshuo not see that Feng Jun was rejecting him?

Fantasy Westward Journey, Meditation: Buddy, there are many benefits to joining a guild. It's not what you think. This is a win-win cooperation. I know you are facing a lot of problems now. I have heard that you were sniped by several bosses in the district today. If you join our guild, we can help you solve all these problems.

With our relationship, once you join us, you are ours. I still have a certain status in Fantasy Westward Journey, and those people will more or less give me some face. Your problems can also be solved naturally, and then you can play games and make money with peace of mind.

When Feng Jun saw the message sent by Mingxiang, he was not moved and still replied calmly.

Fantasy Westward Journey, Meng Wuhen: Brother Xiang, I can handle those things by myself. As the saying goes, a good iron must be made by its own strength. I still want to solve some things by myself. As for your kindness, Brother Xiang, I appreciate it.

Fantasy Westward Journey, Meditation: Brother, do you want to reconsider? You should know my influence in this game. Many things I want to do are quite simple, such as dealing with these trivial matters, such as supporting a streamer, or bringing down a streamer.

When they saw the message sent by Mingxiang again, both Feng Jun and Shen Lin'er's faces changed suddenly.

"Boss, this meditation is threatening you." Shen Lin'er looked a little resentful, and naturally she also understood the meaning of Meditation's words.

"Well, I can see that this guy has never been a good person." Feng Jun said with a cold face.

This is the current live broadcast industry. Feng Jun already has a certain amount of traffic. For many guilds, this is actually a cash cow, a hen that can lay golden eggs.

Otherwise, Feng Jun would not have received so many invitations from guilds these days. The purpose of these people is to pull Feng Jun into their own guild and let Feng Jun help them make money.

However, Feng Jun did not expect that Mingxiang would dare to threaten him so directly. Perhaps for some people, if they cannot get something, they will destroy it.

In the past two days, Feng Jun also found that there were more audiences in his live broadcast room who were trying to stir up trouble, and some people seemed to be ready to make some moves.

"Boss, if this is true, you have to be careful. I have seen some anchors before. Because they did not join a guild, they were sniped by many anchors in the same industry. Then the pace did not stop, and the number of viewers kept decreasing.

After all, there are only so many people watching live broadcasts, and the fall of competitors is good news for some other anchors, at least they can get more viewers. "Shen Lin'er said solemnly.

"I understand." Feng Jun nodded and said.

Fantasy Westward Journey, Meng Wuhen: Brother Xiang, I have made up my mind. I don’t plan to join any guild for the time being.

Fantasy Westward Journey, Meditation: Since you have made up your mind, I can’t say much, so let it be.

After Meditation sent the last message, he didn't send any more messages.

Looking at the computer screen that had fallen into silence, Feng Jun frowned slightly, lit a cigarette, and his face became extremely solemn. Feng Jun had never thought that it would be so difficult for him to make a little money by playing Fantasy Westward Journey and live streaming.

Not only was he sniped in the game, but he also offended Meditation invisibly during the live broadcast, and even some of the anchors who were jealous of him.

"What is going on? I didn't provoke anyone. I just don't want to work for those people for nothing and lose my money." Feng Jun took a deep puff of cigarette, looking extremely depressed.

"Boss, this is reality. Your live broadcast business is doing very well now, so naturally there will be many people coveting you. Whether it is the various guilds or some competitors. The cake is so small, there are too many people to share it, and everyone wants to get a bigger share.

But boss, you got a big piece of the cake by yourself, so some people are naturally coveting the cake in your hand, but you have no background and no financial resources. These people naturally set their sights on you at the first time. "Shen Lin'er said after a pause.

"Forget it, forget it. Just ignore them. If the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers. If the water comes, we will block it with earth. I am not someone who can be easily manipulated. As the saying goes, even a clay man has a temper. If you make me angry, no one will be in any good situation." Feng Jun's eyes became firm and he had already made up his mind.

"Boss, I believe you can do it." Shen Lin'er said happily.

"Uh, do you trust me so much?" Feng Jun looked at Shen Lin'er in surprise. He didn't expect Shen Lin'er to support him so firmly.

"You have no choice but to believe me. I just started working for you. If you collapse, who will I ask for my salary?" Shen Lin'er said with a smile flashing in her bright eyes.

"It seems so. I thought you were impressed by my personal charm." Feng Jun scratched his head embarrassedly. He didn't expect that Shen Lin'er's reason for supporting him would be so straightforward.

"Boss, I find you are a bit vain." Shen Lin'er said with a smile.

"Isn't what I said true? In those movies and TV series, those characters who are not afraid of power or threats are usually heroic protagonists." Feng Jun took a deep puff of cigarette and felt that he was a bit like those characters with noble personalities in movies and TV series.

"Boss, those people usually die faster than anyone else." Shen Lin'er rolled her eyes at Feng Jun and said.

"Bullshit, let's go. I'll treat you to a midnight snack and then take you back to the hotel. It's still a little unsafe for a woman like you to be out alone." Feng Jun waved his hand and didn't care about what Shen Lin'er said.

"Well, do you want to eat barbecue? I just checked online, and there's a local barbecue in Lancheng that seems to be pretty good?" Shen Lin'er immediately became excited when food was mentioned, and her foodie nature was awakened.

"Okay." Feng Jun said with a smile. I didn't expect that Shen Lin'er, such a beautiful girl with such a good figure, is actually a foodie. Generally speaking, foodies should not be fat and generous, just like Zhao Zhiheng.