Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

1.5 billion, just for a car!!!

What kind of concept is this? If a person earns 10,000 a month, that's 120,000 a year, and it would still only be 12 million in a hundred years...

I dare not think of it, I dare not think of it. It's simply not a car meant for humans. Even those CEOs and tycoons definitely wouldn't take out so much money to buy just this one car!

In the live stream, countless people went crazy, all wanting to know who the owner of the car was.

The online host's feelings were mixed at this moment; he had thought earning several hundred thousand from a single live stream session was incredible, but to the real rich, perhaps he was just a clown.

After a long time, with reluctant eyes, the host glanced several times at the Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit. He no longer dared to mention wanting to see the interior. Who knew who the owner was—with the ability to afford such an expensive car, they must have a very considerable background. Barreling in there without thinking could end up causing a displeasure that could be the end of him!

He moved to the side and whispered to the "family" in the live stream, "Bros, if you brush 100 rockets, I'll give you a good look at the exterior of this vehicle, since I don't have the right to go inside."

The host's words indeed piqued the interest of many. They had never seen this car before, and if they could get an eyeful, they'd have something to brag about later on.

So, one rocket after another was spammed in the live stream room.

Of course, those who sent gifts had a bit of money; the truly average folks were just blitzing the free glow sticks, taking a free ride.

Soon, one hundred rockets were completed. Many viewers from other live streams were also drawn over, and the viewership of this online host reached a million!

Looking at the soaring number of people and gifts, the host was so excited he nearly jumped up.

He made a killing, a killing!

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Who would have thought this live stream, just a gimmick, could make so much money!

Boldness brings wealth and timidity brings poverty. Clenching his teeth, he continued to speak softly to the people in the live stream, "If you guys brush up to 1000 rockets, I'll risk it and show everyone the interior!"

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Damn it, why should others be able to afford a Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit while he could only drive a fourth-hand little BMW? With today's live stream, he planned to gain a million followers, cash in like crazy, and believed that in less than half a year, he would also be able to afford at least the lowest-end Rolls-Royce, right?

"Is the host serious? You know there are fewer than a thousand people in the whole world who have seen the interior of the Silver Spirit!"

"Damn it, just for that sentence alone, I'll give you a rocket even if I have to go without food this month!"

"The host is pretty bold, but here's a word of caution: better safe than sorry. If you get caught, you won't die, but you'll be skinned alive!"

The live room instantly boiled over, with a torrent of gifts flooding the screen and attracting another wave of traffic.

The host, watching his backend revenue continue to skyrocket, was so delighted he almost fainted; that was already over 500,000! Half a million! He could stand shoulder to shoulder with top streamers now!

With one thousand rockets pooled by a few million people, the host took a cloth from his bag and wrapped it around his face twice.

He sneaked to a less secure area, crawled onto the platform.

"Click..."

He gently opened the car door. Just as he was about to sneak his phone inside, he was yanked off the display stand.

The host thought he had been discovered and quickly crouched while shouting, "You can't hit me! I'm a major host with a million followers! If you dare use violence, I'll expose you all!"

"..."

Peering through the gap in his arms, the host then saw Song Yun's face.

He glared at Song Yun, annoyed, and yelled, "Are you freaking sick in the head?"

He was just a few centimeters from that car! If he could get on, he could enjoy it himself, but this man had disrupted everything!

Song Yun looked down at him from above and said indifferently, "This isn't a car you can touch."

"Damn! Ran into a moralist here! Come on, fam, take a look at this killjoy!"

The live streamer had it all figured out in his mind, he would expose Song Yun and then let these infuriated netizens doxx this bastard, best case scenario they'd bully him into autism!

It wasn't his first time doing something like this; during an outdoor live stream previously, he'd faced a similar situation, and it was his fans who eventually made the other party bow and apologize to put an end to things.

He held his phone towards Song Yun, but what he envisioned didn't happen.

The barrage of comments was nothing but, "What a handsome guy! Host, can you get me his contact info?"

"Isn't this the big shot from Magic Capital University who sings? Damn! Look closer, he's really freaking handsome!"

"This handsome guy seems to be called Song Yun, but there's nothing about him online, what a shame!"

The live streamer looked at the comments with furrowed brows. What was going on?

Song Yun? Who's that?

Suddenly, he remembered a piece of entertainment news he had scrolled past that morning; the protagonist's name seemed to be Song Yun as well!

But it looked like the news had said this person was a college student, right? What was he doing looking at cars then?

Glancing at Ye Qingqing by Song Yun's side, he had an epiphany, so this kid was hanging onto a sugar momma because of his good looks!

He suddenly thought of a way to drive traffic.

"Hey handsome, I heard your name is Song Yun, right? What do you think about becoming an overnight sensation?"

There was not a single piece of news about Song Yun online right now. If he could interview him directly, this would bring in many more followers than just filming the car!

Song Yun glanced at him and didn't pay him any attention.

"Haha, don't be too cold. You could at least greet the audience in my live room!"

"May I ask, this is a Rolls-Royce showroom, as a student, how come you're here? Could it be that you're already quite wealthy?"

Song Yun still didn't respond, but the live streamer was buzzing around him like an annoying fly, utterly vexing.

"Song Yun, what's your take on the online videos of you singing? Are you thinking of using them to break into the entertainment industry?"

Seeing Song Yun remain silent, the live streamer got a bit angry out of embarrassment. This jerk wasn't cooperating at all! Well, he couldn't blame him for playing his trump card then!

His expression changed, and he said self-righteously, "As a university student, you should focus on studying well and serving the country after graduation. But what are you doing? I seriously doubt that the video was uploaded by yourself. Does your behavior do justice to your parents who pay for your education, or to the cultivation offered by the country?

This constitutes a severe waste of educational resources! You should know many students can't afford to go to school!"

This tactic was about criticizing Song Yun from a moral high ground; it didn't matter whether what he said was right or wrong. He figured once he put the stink on this guy, stink he would!

The live room audience heard the host's words and instantly split into two camps.

One criticized the host for being a busybody while the other condemned Song Yun for not being diligent with his studies as a student.

Song Yun stood there, his brows furrowed.