"Ye Yirou, your man is on fire, come out quickly and watch Douyin's live broadcast!"

Han Xiaomeng shouted towards the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water soon stopped.

After a while, Ye Yirou trotted out wearing a bath towel.

"What's wrong with Shen Yi?"

Ye Yirou asked anxiously.

Her long hair was still wet and draped over her shoulders.

The already fair and translucent skin becomes white and rosy under the influence of hot water.

Seeing this, Han Xiaomeng was amazed: "Yirou, your skin is too good. By the way, have you grown again? Let me know."

As I spoke, I wanted to move my hands and feet.

"Be serious." Ye Yirou rolled her eyes at her and slapped Han Xiaomeng's dirty hands away: "Tell me, what's wrong with Shen Yi?"

"Here, look." Han Xiaomeng handed the phone to Ye Yirou.

"Um?"

Ye Yirou was confused: "Why did Shen Yi start a live broadcast?"

Han Xiaomeng spread her hands and said, "How do I know? If I hadn't tried to eat the steamed buns with funny sounds, I wouldn't have discovered it."

Ye Yirou could only see the six-inch screen at this time, her eyes were soft, she held her face with one hand and said with a blush:

"Shen Yi is so photogenic, so handsome."

Han Xiaomeng was speechless: "Can you stop being a nymphomaniac?"

"Huh, I need you to take care of it."

Ye Yirou found a place to sit down.

Han Xiaomeng immediately came forward, put her arms around Ye Yirou's shoulders, and the two of them watched together.

Han Xiaomeng praised: "Let me tell you something, I think your man is quite handsome."

Ye Yirou looked wary: "Xiaomeng, what do you want to do? Shen Yi is mine!"

"I can't even praise you, can I?"

Ye Yirou snorted coldly: "No, you should get married quickly, otherwise I won't worry."

"I just didn't want to be forced to get married by the old man and my wife at home, so I ran away. I didn't expect that I would be forced to get married by you now. I can't get along anymore. You can pack your things and move out."

"Haha, you don't want to eat steamed buns anymore?"

Hit the snake with seven inches, Han Xiaomeng's seven inches is Shen Yi's bun.

Han Xiaomeng shook his head and said seriously:

"What kind of buns? I don't care about it! It was just a joke. We have been sisters for many years, how can I be willing to let you live on the street?"

"cut."

"Be quiet and watch the live broadcast."

"I know, I know."

After a while, Han Xiaomeng screamed.

"Damn it, Douyin is super-operated?"

She was confused: "Douyin and super tube?"

"Aren't you too much of a man? You can even attract officials!"

Ye Yirou's face was full of pride: "Shen Yi is so good, isn't it natural?"

"But, your man really wants to sign a contract to be an anchor? Can the restaurant still be opened?"

Han Xiaomeng didn't care what Shen Yi was doing, she only cared about whether she could continue to eat steamed buns.

If not, then Shen Yi must be stopped!

Ye Yirou just wanted to shake her head and say she didn't know.

In video.

"Signing?"

Shen Yi shook his head and said, "I refuse."

Not only Ye Yirou and Han Xiaomeng were confused, but the audience in the live broadcast room was also confused, and Douyin officials were confused.

Even Ye Xiangnan, who was sitting in the office fishing, was confused!

"How could you refuse?"

Ye Xiangnan was confused and looked at Liu Yong: "Xiao Liu, if it were you, would you refuse?"

Liu Yong thought for a while: "If I were Manager Shen, I would most likely agree. After all, how much money does it make to be an anchor? Opening a restaurant is very tiring."

Ye Xiangnan nodded thoughtfully.

The perspective returns to Shen Ji Restaurant.

"I refuse."

Shen Yi finished speaking.

The entire live broadcast room seemed to be frozen.

But the comments were silent for only a few seconds, and then they burst out like a volcano!

: Damn it! Manager Shen is so awesome that he actually refused Douyin Official.

:A job with an annual salary of at least one million is just turned down?

: Let’s just say, is there a possibility that Manager Shen doesn’t know how much money can be made from live streaming? Douyin Super Supervisor, please educate Manager Shen quickly.

yes!

Could it be that Shen Yi doesn't know how much money live streaming can make?

It is possible.

Douyin official's confidence was instantly restored.

Douyin Chaoguan: Hello, Manager Shen, you can check our sincerity first before making a decision.

: It’s coming, it’s coming, the official banknote capability is coming.

: Let me give you a number first, an annual salary of two million!

:How much do you look down on Manager Shen?

Douyin Official looked at it and smiled in his heart.

The audience is still too young and has no idea how funny their funny voices are!

Douyin Official: We have decided to give you an annual salary of 8 million!

As long as we live broadcast for four hours every day, and cooperate with our Douyin official when necessary, the share of gifts is 2:8, the official 2:8, and this will only be marked on the contract.

Douyin Official: Manager Shen, do you think this is okay?

:I’ll go! Douyin dad is awesome!

: Woohoo, the little anchor cried to death online. Give me 100,000, and I will agree like crazy.

:Dad Douyin, look at me, I only want 50,000.

:Hey guys, can you see cabbage here? Okay, I only want one thousand!

In a rental house.

Han Xiaomeng was a little envious. Although she was not short of money, she liked to make money.

"I'll go, eight million. I've been working hard for a month on live broadcasts, and I have to call the audience master, so I can earn an income of about 100,000."

"Your man is sitting at home now, and money is falling from the sky!"

Ye Yirou smiled and said: "It's only eight million, I thought I would be given ten million."

office.

Liu Yong coughed violently.

Eight million?!

His annual salary for ten years!

How terrible!

Ye Xiangnan frowned: "Do you think he will agree?"

Liu Yong nodded affirmatively: "Absolutely. Who would have trouble with money? Besides, the conditions are so loose. If it were me, I would have called you daddy."
To be continued...