Chapter 731： : Ang Pow Solitaire (1/2)
Brother Lin, what are you talking about? ”
”Send 1 million.” Lin Yi said: ”Thousands of thousands, when will it be sent?”
Zhang Xiaoyu swallowed. When Lin Ge rewarded herself with 500 super fires, he didn't sleep in the middle of the night with excitement.
As everyone knows, in the eyes of Brother Lin, this is not even the change.
”Wait a minute, what are you two talking about? To send a 1 million red envelope?” Long Shuai said with staring eyes.
”Yes, I will send 1 million first, then you will receive 2 million, and I will receive another 4 million, do you think this will work?”
Long Shuai and Bai Bingyu swallowed together.
”It's not like you brag, right.”
”What's bragging about this, it's only 1 million, it seems like an astronomical number.”
At this time Zhang Xiaoyu said:
”Brother Lin, the 1 million red envelope has been sent out.”
Seeing the red envelopes flying in front of the screen and the barrage in the live broadcast room, it was like a volcano erupting.
At this time, Long Shuai and Bai Bingyu were already dumbfounded.
Really sent 1 million fucking?
I don't have that much money in my pocket!
Even if there are, I am not willing to send them so much.
”Fuck me, 1 million red envelopes, this is the Douyu platform, the biggest one ever.”
”Brother Mask is awesome. He used to give local tyrants rewards for anchors. Today I finally saw the Lord of Conscience and gave us red envelopes.”
”I swear to God, even if Brother Mask you sleep live broadcast, I will watch it every day.”
Lin Yi was also amused, and then said to the person in the live broadcast room:
”My red envelope, you should have almost received it. Now go to his live broadcast room and receive a 2 million.”
”Look, this is the format, and let us take the initiative to go to the live broadcast rooms of other anchors. It is really not comparable to ordinary people.”
”Brother Mask, wait a moment. We will come back after we receive it. It won't be too long.”
”I feel like I'm going to make a fortune today, I'm **** haha...”
”Go go, go to his place and come back after receiving the red envelope.”
The people in Lin Yi's live broadcast room frantically poured into Long Shuai's live broadcast room.
At this time, the barrage has been brushed up.
”Long Shuai, send a red envelope, don't you want to send twice the mask brother, we are all waiting.”
”It's still dwindling, what are you doing, isn't it because you don't want to post it?”
”It's not that he doesn't want to post, but that he doesn't have that much money.”
”It's really possible. How can their anchors compare to entrepreneurs like Brother Mask.”
”If he really sends 2 million, he probably has to sell the house.”
Seeing all the barrages on the screen were mocking myself.
Long Shuai forcibly calmed down, after all, after so many years of live broadcast, this bit of storm has still been seen.
”Brothers, I strongly urge you not to be fooled by him. He is just setting up a character here. There is no way to compare with a real outdoor anchor like me.”
”Secondly, with me, one or two million is just drizzle. I went to the Middle East a few months ago, and the meal I ate with the Saudi prince cost more than 1 million. Do you think I'm short of the money?”
”Quickly stop bragging, it looks like that meal was not yours.”
”If you are really not bad money, you can quickly send a 2 million red envelope, and then the mask brother will send 4 million. If you are not able to bear it, don't say anything.”
Long Shuai's face was ugly, and Bai Bingyu was also embarrassed.
There are only 1.4 million in his pocket, and it is impossible to send them out.