City: I can predict future events
16 Isn’t this the big boss of our company?

Da Huo Xia

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Xiao Ruofu Feng: " Look, the little tycoon left in anger. I've been unhappy with him for a long time. Why is an emperor acting all high and mighty every day?!"

Exhausted Secretary: " Streamer, will that handsome brother really be attending your fan interaction event?" Don't worry, I'll definitely go that day!

Yun Huan thought,"Whether or not I can get out of this year depends on whether that tycoon is willing to marry me…!"!

[Wangzai Milk: Wake up upstairs!]

……

Looking at Emperor Daguang, who left after saying those harsh words, Little Darling felt a little helpless. However, she quickly recovered and began to sing and dance live!!

At this moment!

In a cheap rented room, a beautiful girl who was watching Little Darling's live broadcast room exited the live broadcast room and found a few photos that had gone viral on Douxia!!

Young, rich, handsome!

Such a man was lethal to any woman, and it was the same for Wang Qian!

He had to attend Little Nan Nan's fan interaction this time. With his posture, if he took the initiative to stick to her, he would definitely gain something!

Even if she became his little lover, she would be able to get out of her current predicament and become a phoenix!

However, when Wang Qian opened many websites to buy tickets for Little Darling's interaction, she realized that all the tickets had been sold out long ago. She could not buy them at all!

"What's going on? Why can't I buy it?”

Qian Jin's mood immediately sank. Could it be that he was going to brush shoulders with a young and rich second-generation heir?

"Ding!"

At this moment, Wang Qian suddenly received a message on her phone. After opening WeChat, she realized that it was sent by a man with the nickname " bootlicker number five!"

" Little fairy, it's already nine o'clock in the evening. It's good for your health to go to bed early. Remember to drink water before you go to bed. I'll send you a message to wake you up at 8:30 tomorrow morning. Is the breakfast still 68 yuan per serving?"

"Damn bootlicker, how annoying!"

Wang Qianqian frowned. Just as she was about to turn off her phone, her eyes suddenly lit up!

He opened his WeChat Moments and posted a message!

I really want to go to Little Nan Nan's fan interaction meeting. If anyone can bring me to Little Nan Nan's fan interaction meeting, I'll consider dating that person!!

After sending it, Little Nan Nan shared this message with bootlicker No. 5!、

This bootlicker No. 5 was from the same school as him. After meeting him at the school gate, he pestered him and beat him up. Moreover, he looked like a bootlicker and did whatever he was told!

But I, Wang Qian, am going to be a phoenix in the future. How can I be willing to marry into a chicken coop and become an ordinary chicken?

He could only hope that the bootlickers in his Moments would be more powerful and be able to get tickets to Little Nan Nan's interaction!

……

Li Changdai looked at the message his goddess sent him and his face suddenly revealed a look of ecstasy!!

Ten minutes later!

After browsing through all the websites, Li Changdai found that all the tickets on all the websites were not sold out. There was not a single ticket left!

Could it be that he and his goddess were really not fated???

No, I can't give up. I'll ask my classmates if they have any ideas!

Li Changdai, the bootlicker No.5, quickly opened his V-mail and began to send messages to his friends and classmates one by one!

"Su Yang... Su Yang is poorer than me. I was the one who paid for the last time he treated the girl to a meal. I definitely don't have the money to buy a ticket...!!

Forget it, ask the next one!"

……

In an office that was filled with a thick smell of smoke!

The man who was called Brother Daguang on the Internet had secretly transferred a sum of money from the company's account to his own personal account!

Then, he opened Douxia and wrote a post in the community!!

" How did the big streamer Little Nan Nan rely on her sugar daddy to get to the top and become the big streamer of the dance and singing program? Today, let us dig into the story behind it!》

The following articles were naturally all randomly composed by Daguang himself!

Then, he would use the money he had secretly transferred from the company to buy promotional traffic and promote the post!

In an instant, this post became popular and became the first post in the community!

After all, who didn't like gossip in today's society?!

"Hmph, when I ruin your reputation and you can't survive in the live streaming industry anymore, when you have no money, you can still refuse me!!”

As an accountant, Brother Daguang stretched his back and walked towards the bathroom!

……

"Manager, manager…Something big seems to have happened!!”

"Look, isn't this our company's boss, President Su?”

A staff member who was reviewing the program pointed at the post on the computer," How the Big Streamer Little Nan Nan rose to the top with the backing of her sponsor and became the Big Streamer of the singing and dancing program. Today, let's dig into the story behind it!"》The picture below said!

"Who is this? Is he crazy? He even put our boss up there?”

Cold sweat broke out on the manager's forehead!

During the meeting this afternoon, the CEO had already informed all the employees in the company that Teasing Cat had changed its boss!

He also sent out all the information about the big boss, including photos of Su Yang!

" Manager, there's more…!"

"Who's the sugar daddy who brought Little Nan Nan to the restaurant for a rendezvous?”

"Little Nan Nan is being kept by a sugar daddy!"

The pictures below are all of our company's big bosses!!

"F * ck!"

The manager's face had already turned pale from fear!!

……

"Bang…Boss, something big has happened!!”

With a dull thud, the manager suddenly pushed open the door to the office of the president of Teasing Cat!!

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