There is a krypton gold boss in the live broadcast room

"You mean, did you encounter any unsatisfactory things at work?" Meng Hanchu looked at Xiang Cun with eyes full of concern.

Xiang Cun silently looked down at the ground.

It happened so suddenly that Xiang Cun didn't know where to start.But for Meng Hanchu's concern, he still felt very useful, and he couldn't help getting closer to Meng Hanchu in his heart.

"If you don't mind, you can tell me, maybe I can help."

Xiang Cun shook his head, he didn't plan to betray the boss, after all, it was related to the boss's personal affairs, and his work suffered only because of the collateral effect.

But it's too heartbreaking for a good assistant to say no to it.

"Then do you have any other plans?" Meng Hanchu seemed to be very concerned about his whereabouts, and asked him after he got out of the elevator.

Xiang Cun felt a little inexplicable, this scene seemed familiar to me after watching TV dramas?

"Anyway, it's not very possible for me to return to my original job," Xiang Cun thought for a while, but there was nothing that interested him.

He doesn't have to worry about work, anyway, the boss will definitely come back in a short time, and Brother Yang didn't give a definite explanation, maybe the salary will still be paid as usual... Unfortunately, he won't be able to get a tip from the boss.

Xiang Cun was a little flustered all of a sudden, he was sent for a short vacation, and he had a lot of free time. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was not a random disaster but a big surprise that fell from the sky-does this mean that he can mess around casually? ?

In the end, Xiang Cunpiaohu said: "Let's think about it... Maybe I can earn some snack money by doing live broadcasts these days." He signed an agreement with the website, and he will live broadcast enough every month. The website will pay him a certain basic salary.

Meng Hanchu took a deep look at him and said, "It's okay, we won't let you go hungry."

Xiang Cun's face flushed, thinking of the difficult days when he didn't find a job before, and he had to deal with the past three meals a day.He himself thought it was nothing, it was just a bit of a pain, and he had to get through it anyway, but one day he accidentally said something during the live broadcast. Although it was only a small part of the information, it was still noticed by keen fans.

Some people privately messaged him with his Alipay account, some directly tipped him, and some said they would send him food...

Facing the enthusiastic fans, Xiang Cun was very moved, but from a rational point of view, he still didn't feel embarrassed to accept their gifts.

But at that time, he still added the Alipay accounts of a few people he knew better. He borrowed the money, and returned the money to Xiangcun as soon as he received his salary.

Among those few people, Meng Hanchu had a share, and it was still a big one.

Xiang Cun scratched his head, recalled the past, and said a little embarrassedly: "I really thank you before, if it weren't for you, I couldn't even afford instant noodles at that time..."

"We all said that you don't need to pay it back, but you won't listen." Meng Hanchu glared at him, but with a smile in his eyes, "Later, we used all the money you gave us back to buy you gifts, why? Why don't you just give half of the money to the website because you can't think about it?"

"Ah? Throwing it back!?" Xiang Cun was a little confused, and suddenly felt extremely wronged, "Why are you throwing a present at me? It's better...you might as well invite me to dinner, what the fuck, It hurts me to death..."

Those gifts are just to make the data in his live broadcast room more attractive. Compared with those virtual things, Xiang Cun prefers the real ones.

And it doesn't cost much to treat him to a meal. Wouldn't it be better for them to keep the rest of the money for themselves?

However, no one could understand Xiang Cun's painstaking efforts. Looking at Meng Hanchu's smug "I didn't expect it to be the one who gave you the most presents" face, I don't know if I should say a prodigal son or not.

"So you mean you will be broadcasting live at home these days?" Meng Hanchu looked at him expectantly, his eyes sparkling.

Xiang Cun was so irritable that he quickened his pace and walked towards the underground garage, "Don't look at me like that, you just irritate me by telling me these things, I'm getting a big head!"

Meng Hanchu nodded with a sense of agreement; "Okay, I won't give away so much to the website for nothing in the future. To be honest, I feel that it is really a loss. How much money did you lose for nothing?"

Xiang Cun: ...haha.

After rushing all the way to the underground garage, Xiang Cun suddenly realized that he didn't have a car.

He came here in the boss's car before, but the boss took the keys when he came back, and now the boss is still detained by Brother Yang, so what should he do?

Xiang Cun stared at the boss's car for a long time, and suddenly found that the car seemed a little shabby, similar to his own.

This car has been advertised on TV before, and it was very popular, so the market positioning is relatively close to the people. The market price is around 15 to [-], which is obviously not enough to support the boss's worth.

But the boss doesn't like this car very much, the reason seems to be——

Boss: "My male god is the advertising spokesperson. As a fan, how can I not support it? I think this car looks good. Who can say it's not good?"

The car does not understand human nature, nor does it have the legendary god-level AI. Even if Xiang Cun stared at it for a long time, he couldn't stare at it so that his face turned red and he opened the car door automatically.

During this time, Meng Hanchu finally caught up. Seeing Xiang Cun looking at the car eagerly, he couldn't help asking: "Do you like this car very much?"

"No, no, I'm just wondering how our boss can use such a friendly car. Is the charm of a male god so great?" Xiang Cun pointed to the poster on the car window.

Meng Hanchu pondered for a while, then nodded in agreement: "It's really big."

His answer was a double entendre.

Xiang Cun looked at him puzzled, expressing that he didn't quite understand what he was talking about.

And Meng Hanchu just smiled slightly, without further explanation, instead asked him: "Are you going back, I will see you off?"

Xiang Cun showed a bit of hesitation on his face: "Will it delay your work? Otherwise, I will take a ride back by myself."

"I just came here, and I haven't handed over the work well, so I'm considered an idler now."

After getting an affirmative answer, Xiang Cun no longer refuses: "That's troublesome."

When getting in the car, Xiang Cun sat in the back row, which was beyond Meng Hanchu's expectation.

"Don't you like being the co-pilot?" Meng Hanchu asked again, still thinking about bringing the two of them closer together.

"I feel more secure sitting in the back."

"Okay..." Meng Hanchu sighed softly, and then laughed lowly again. He suddenly leaned forward and stood in front of Xiang Cun. From a distance, he looked like two people like hugging,

Xiang Cun was not used to such contact, and subconsciously stiffened his body.

"Even if you're sitting in the back seat, the seat belt is still fastened..." Meng Hanchu said seriously, his breath inadvertently brushed against Xiang Cun's skin, causing him to tremble, and he almost couldn't hold back his fist and jumped up Give him a punch.

When he was in college, cockroaches were rampant in the dormitory, and they would sneak up on him in the middle of the night from time to time.Every time he was woken up by that frizzy movement, he would always see an ugly Xiaoqiang staring at him.

After a while, he formed a conditioned reflex. Once he felt that way, he would turn over and jump up, raising his shoehorn to face the cockroaches to kill the people.

But looking at Meng Hanchu's extremely upright expression, which left no room for speculation, Xiang Cun still controlled himself and didn't make a move.

"All right."

At the same time as Meng Hanchu's voice sounded, Xiang Cun also heaved a sigh of relief.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Xiang Cun took the initiative to provoke the unfinished topic: "By the way, I said before that I wanted to invite you to dinner, but yesterday was delayed because of a small matter, how about now? If you are free?"

When Meng Hanchu heard the words, a smile appeared on his face immediately, but he quickly shook his head, and said in a regretful tone: "I really want to go, but I have to prepare to have an interview with the landlord later. The other party seems to have not made up his mind, I will find out later He talked face-to-face and tried to get it down."

"Good luck." Xiang Cun also showed an encouraging smile.

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When I was writing this chapter, I was really stuck, but I had a flash of inspiration as I wrote it, and I felt as if I knew what I was going to write.Next, there may be a lot of dog food, and it is not ruled out that it will cause discomfort if it is too greasy