"Just you two? Is that okay?" Jie Liuzi’s face is much rounder than it was two months ago, with a double chin appearing. His outfit has been completely upgraded. He is wearing LV, with a huge and ostentatious logo. His belt buckle is even studded with diamonds, and his feet I stepped on a pair of red-soled Chelsea boots. The insoles were so thick that my ankles almost popped out of the boots. "...Don't worry, we are very experienced." Jiang He replied with a deliberately raised voice. She still held a glimmer of hope that "maybe there was a mistake" in her heart, "Are you Mr. Qian Zihan, a member of Tao Lele's family?" "You two don't know me?" Jie Liuzi, also known as Qian Zihan, was very dissatisfied with Jiang He's inquiry. Jiang He's heart skipped a beat, thinking he had recognized him. "Don't you two go online? Does 'Beloved Xiao Tao' know?" Qian Zihan pointed at Jiang He and pointed at his face, "That's me!" "'Beloved Xiao Tao'?" Jiang He repeated hesitantly. She was surprised to find that she actually had some impression of this online name. Jiang He tried hard to think back, and suddenly remembered that she had watched the video of "Beloved Xiao Tao", which was shown to her by her grandma. About two months ago, Liang Xiujing's eyes were swollen like walnuts that day, and she cried and insisted on buying a large pack of low-quality tissue paper for 9 yuan and 9 recommended by "Beloved Xiao Tao" on the live broadcast. Instead of buying one pack or two packs, I want to buy five large boxes. "Not only does this kind of tissue contain fluorescent agents, it may also contain bacterial colonies that exceed the standard. Why are you buying it? We don't have a shortage of it. Could it be that you want to go out and set up a stall?"
Jiang He couldn't figure it out. Liang Xiujing was not the kind of old lady who was greedy for cheap. She would place an order in a hurry as soon as she saw something for 9 cents or 9 yuan. "This is different, I...I'm not just buying things, I'm also doing good deeds!" Liang Xiujing saw that Jiang He was about to return the goods, so she quickly stopped her and explained, "He'er, don't back out yet. You heard my grandma saying that it's not easy for just this young couple. They were getting married the next day. But the night before, My daughter was hit by a drunk driver and is still unconscious." "...Really?" This was Jiang He's first reaction. "How could such a thing be fake? It's all on the news. If you don't believe me, check it online!" Liang Xiujing did not want to protect her "beloved Xiao Tao" more, but Jiang He knew very well that the hype of Internet celebrities these days has long since reached its bottom line. The characters are fake, the stories are made up, and the news can also be fake. Even the children featured by maternal and child bloggers may be rented. It is not impossible to make a comatose young girl act as a girlfriend pretending to be her girlfriend. of. "Don't interrupt. You heard what my grandma said. This young man has always taken care of the girl. Now he is engaged in live streaming and selling goods. There is really no other way. He has spent all the money he has saved over the years in the past few months to treat the disease. It’s all gone… the young man said that he still wants to provide for his daughter’s parents until they die!” Liang Xiujing was afraid that Jiang He still wouldn't believe it, so she opened a certain homepage of "Beloved Xiao Tao" and showed her those short videos with tens of thousands of likes. The video was heavily filtered and the man's lips were red and his teeth were white, which was quite pleasing to the eye. Thinking about it now, it was because the filter was too heavy that Jiang He didn't realize that the man in the video was a street kid with whom he had a "fate". Qian Zihan's videos are all in the same routine. He either reads poems to the comatose girl affectionately, or stands in front of the bed and sings in a nonsensical manner, or he holds the girl's hand and chats in a choked voice. The past of the two showed intimate photos of each other, and they often couldn't say more than a few words before bursting into tears. Jiang He felt at that time that this person was quite capable. If nothing else, at least the crying scene was good, and the tears came as he asked. "...This young man is very emotional. He even fainted from crying during the live broadcast yesterday!" At Liang Xiujing's insistence, those boxes of low-quality tissue paper were finally sent over. Of course, no one used them, and they were smelly even for wiping tables. They are still piled up in the small warehouse downstairs! In Jiang He's view, the authenticity of "Beloved Xiao Tao" needs to be debated urgently. However, at present, both men and women are focusing on a "selfish, unsentimental" persona. Qian Zihan's "affectionate" character really takes a different approach. , he captured millions of fans in less than half a month, and was even recognized as his "apprentice" by a tens-of-million Internet celebrity. "Look at this, you recognize me." Qian Zihan was very satisfied with Jiang He's reaction. He proudly touched his cheek with his tongue and lit another cigarette. "Wash it carefully in a while. If you wash it well, I will mention it to my fans during the live broadcast. Even if you two can't keep it together, you will be popular!" Gu Xia, who had put on the mask, turned around and heard this sentence and rolled his eyes speechlessly behind his sunglasses.
Jiang He nodded to Qian Zihan in a very cooperative manner, with a false "gratitude" on his face. Even though he was wearing a mask, he was still ready to say, "Then thank you Boss Qian first." "Easy to say!" Qian Zihan liked this kind of beautiful girl who "knows how to show off". His eyes slowly wandered around Jiang He twice before he took out the key and opened the door. As soon as the door was opened a crack, a pungent and strange smell rushed out impatiently. Jiang He and Gu Xia frowned at the same time, but Qian Zihan walked in disapprovingly and raised his hand to pat the switch next to the door. . The ceiling lamp on the ceiling, which was half the size of a table, flashed several times before slowly lighting up. Jiang He was surprised to find that there was not a single piece of serious furniture in the living room in front of him. Instead, it looked like a rookie station, filled with blue and white shelves, and the shelves were also piled high. The only difference is that what is on the shelves is not packages and boxes of express delivery, but various daily chemical products, snacks, clothing, shoes and hats, and some small household appliances. It is almost like a small supermarket. The shelves are arranged extremely densely, rows next to each other, with an interval of less than half a meter. Even with Qian Zihan's small body, he had to turn sideways, let alone Gu Xia, who was carrying large and small packages. It was like walking through an infrared laser net. No matter how careful he was, he would end up bumping his head or knocking his legs, not to mention how embarrassed he was. "Hey, silly big guy, are you blind? Watch carefully and don't knock down my shelves. The things on there are expensive, and you can't even afford to pay for them!" Qian Zihan suddenly became rich from the poor, and his vigor as a villain was extremely irritating. Jiang He was a little worried that Gu Xia would lose his temper and quarreled with him, so he quickly reached out to grab his finger. "...I will pay attention, Boss Qian." Gu Xia squeezed Jiang He's palm with his backhand and replied suppressing his anger. The two of them finally passed through the shelves without any danger, but Gu Xia didn't see the bathroom. There was only a closed bedroom door in front of her. "Isn't that over there? Take off your sunglasses and you'll see it. What are you pretending to be!" Gu Xia asked, Qian Zihan immediately replied angrily. Jiang He was now certain that Qian Zihan had strong and inexplicable hostility towards Gu Xia. She seriously suspected that it was because Qian Zihan needed to raise his head to look at Gu Xia. The so-called "bathroom" in Qian Zihan's opinion is just a squatting pit in Jiang He's opinion. It is in the southeast corner of the living room, blocked by a dirty curtain and a bunch of messy lights. It is estimated that it is not even half an square meter. None. Apart from the squat pit made of cement, there was only a faucet. There was not even a wash basin under the faucet, only a blue plastic bucket with an outer wall stained with unknown yellow dirt. "...Boss Qian, I would like to ask, where is the water heater?" Gu Xia was obviously disgusted by the "bathroom", so Jiang He calmed down and asked. "Water heater? There is no water heater." Qian Zihan took two unopened "Hot Fast" bottles from the shelf nearby and threw them to Gu Xia, then kicked the blue plastic bucket with his foot. "It's a big deal to use this bucket for cooking. Hurry up, you idiot. I'm going to start the live broadcast at 10 o'clock. If you delay me, I'll complain to you!" After Qian Zihan ordered Gu Xia arrogantly, he walked towards the closed bedroom door. "Hey, that woman, stop standing there and come with me." Qian Zihan's tone of voice when talking to Jiang He was obviously much gentler. Gu Xia, who was holding on to the "heating up quickly", looked over with wary eyes. Jiang He calmly bumped his side with his elbow. "There's no need to actually boil the water. Just pretend to be here. I'll call you later." After Jiang He gave Gu Xia instructions, he trotted up to Qian Zihan. If nothing else, his flattering attitude was quite pleasing to Qian Zihan.
"... Are you your disciple? This guy is not good enough. He is just tall but not smart. He will cause you trouble sooner or later." After Qian Zihan finished complaining about Gu Xia, he grabbed half a bottle of air fragrance, pushed the bedroom door open, put his arm in and started spraying it wildly. Jiang He was unprepared and choked and coughed several times through the mask. "Are you... not old? How do you do this?" Qian Zihan was obviously used to it. He looked at Jiang He sideways while spraying, "Do you earn a lot?" "...It's not bad." Jiang He continued to speak in a low voice. "You come with me, I happen to be short of an assistant. After you become a full-time employee, you can earn at least [-] to [-] yuan a month. How about that?" Qian Zihan actually painted a cake for Jiang He. "Haha, thank you Boss Qian for the promotion. It's just that my children are still young and it's not easy for me to work the night shift. I feel freer to do this." Jiang He made a random joke. When Qian Zihan heard this, his smile immediately turned cold. He was too lazy to talk nonsense to Jiang He, so he threw the empty can on the ground, kicked open the bedroom door and walked in. Jiang He's face became even colder after he turned around. She took a deep breath behind her mask, clenched her fists, and walked in. The smell in the bedroom was very strange. The overly strong fragrance of low-quality flowers was mixed with a vague and strange smell. It was fragrant and smelly, but compared to the layout of the bedroom, this smell was really nothing. The side of the bedroom by the window was messy, just like the living room, except that the shelves were fewer and shorter, and the items were not so crowded. Jiang He guessed that these were the products Qian Zihan would sell during the live broadcast soon. Against the wall, there is a completely different warm and beautiful look. A princess-style pure white mosquito net is hung on the white wrought iron bed, and a pink and gray checkered shag carpet is spread beside the bed. There is a low table with a flower-shaped top on the carpet. On the low table are a bottle of simulated tulips, a 3D digital clock, and a white aromatherapy machine. The light and fine mist of grapefruit scent rises and sways in the warm light, making it The gray-pink lazy sofa next to it and several pillow dolls are enveloped in it. There is also a sunset lamp propped at the end of the bed, which just transmits a touch of artificial sunset light on the mosquito net. It is obviously one space, but the east and west sides are like two puzzle pieces that have nothing to do with each other but are stuck together. Jiang He knew that this was necessary for the live broadcast, but the indescribable distortion caused her arms and back to instantly break out in goosebumps. "I'll help with the bathing on the bed in a while. Let's take a bath for two...three o'clock first. If the broadcast is not finished by then, we can add more time and the money will be easy to talk about!" Qian Zihan took out a stack of lists from his pocket as he spoke. According to the detailed list on it, he stretched his neck, rummaged through the shelves for the corresponding goods, and checked the list from time to time. "I'm sorry, Boss Qian, bathing assistance can't last that long, and it's usually limited to about 30 minutes. In addition, in Ms. Tao's situation, it's not certain whether she can accept bathing assistance. Before officially assisting bathing, we have to First, measure part of the body of the bather..." "Why are you so fucking busy? It's not like I don't give you money and I just want you to wash it!" Qian Zihan raised his voice impatiently and turned to glare at Jiang He. Looking at his posture, if Jiang He dared to say "no", he would immediately rush over and hit someone. "Boss Qian, this is the company's rule. We have to go through this process. There is nothing we can do...but don't worry too much. After all, we are all here and we must still want to make money, don't you think? " "...Okay, okay, hurry up and take the test, don't bother with that."