Metropolis: Start with ten thousand times compensation for failure

Chapter 140 I take the initiative to find smoke

"Well! Whatever you want."

Yan Qing seemed to be somewhat dispirited.

She naturally has her own way of dealing with licking dogs.

It's good to talk to each other now and then.

As for showing face?Is this possible?
Lu Song began to show his talents!
He is considered to be relatively rich in Fang Yu's class, and his family background should be slightly better than Sun Chen's.
"Jiezi, lend me some money, preferably 100 million?"

"Only twenty thousand?"

"Can you even walk!"

"Forget it, give it to me first."

It was Lu Song's first shot, and he gained a little.

Although it is only [-], it has already made a good start.

As long as you borrow another 1 yuan, you can get the lowest level of [-] bonus!
At the moment, the atmosphere of the audience is up!
"Lu Song can do it! You are indeed a person who lives in the luxury residential area of ​​Dongfang Huating!"

"He should be the best in our class, right?"

"I can't help it, the rich second generation, can it be a bad mix?"

"It doesn't make any sense."

……

Feeling the strange gaze cast by Banhua Yanqing towards him, Lu Song couldn't help but hold his head high, and at the moment, he became more motivated.

Keep borrowing money.

This time he found the little pony who had been flattering him all the time.

He had lent this little pony at least several hundred thousand before.

"Huazi, it's me, you Songge."

"Give me the whole 10 yuan, I need it urgently."

……

"Ah? Brother Song, doesn't that sum of money need to be repaid after one year? I have no money!"

"What? Brother Song, the signal here is not very good, hang up!"

beep.

The phone is busy.

In this day and age, it is often the uncle who owes money.

This stuff is so real.

Already angry at the moment.

Lu Song's face darkened.

The two opportunities were used up, and only 2 yuan was borrowed.

There is one last chance.

If he meets another sand sculpture, he will also fail the challenge!
This group of Dogecoins, when I borrowed money from labor and capital, one of them counted as one, and they all wagged their tails in front of me like a dog begging for mercy. When did I have less money than them?
Now turn around, that's it?

"Mr. Lu Song, keep up the good work!"

"I feel like I'm on the verge of success!"

"This time our program team is preparing tens of millions of bonuses!"

"You guys won't let our program group lose a penny of bonuses!"

The host Bingbing's words are too embarrassing.

Netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't help but complain crazily!

Damn, pretending to be struck by lightning!
Don't you know this truth?
After hesitating for a long time, Lu Song chose the one he thought was the most stable loanee.

"Uncle, send me some money, I have committed a crime here."

"Yes, I was arrested."

"You need money to manage it up and down."

"It's about my life and my future."

"If I don't have money, I will die."

"Give me money."

"Only ten thousand?"

"Are you sure?"

"I want, I want, uncle, don't be angry."

Lu Song hung up the phone and saw the 1 yuan in the account, feeling inexplicably ironic.

He was also about to break down.

Although he successfully borrowed money, he also reached the minimum amount of rewards.

But he couldn't be happy.

It's only 3 yuan.

Still borrowed two people.

This is a great shame to him, First Young Master Lu!

"Lu Song, don't think too much."

"You've done a great job."

"After all, you are the only one in our class who gets the bonus for this show."

"You are the best!"

Seeing her licking dog in a state of despair, Yan Qing smiled, and then moved closer to comfort her.

A burst of fragrance came to the face, Lu Song felt a flash of whiteness in front of his eyes, and his whole body was instantly excited.

Banhua is comforting him!

So many gifts are not in vain!
She definitely likes herself.

It's just that as a woman, from time to time, I naturally need to be a little more reserved, so I dare not express my feelings casually.

Lu Song thought to himself, then nodded firmly.

"Wow!"

"Let us congratulate this Mr. Lu Song!"

"He successfully borrowed 3 yuan!"

"According to the rules of our program group, he will get a bonus of 3000 yuan!"

"Mr. Lu Song, this is your bonus, please take it!"

The host Bingbing personally sent the bonus to Lu Song. Seeing the youthful, beautiful and extraordinarily temperamental host Bingbing, Lu Song's eyes gradually lit up.

He compared the host Bingbing and Banhua Yanqing, and felt that the Bingbing host had more feeling.

But before he could say anything, the host Bingbing had already turned around and continued hosting the show.

"You handsome men and beauties!"

"Is there anyone else to challenge?"

"Ten million bonus, now only three thousand is taken away!"

"There is still 99 yuan!"

"Who can take it away?"

"You really don't want to try again?"

"Is Bingbing going to leave sadly with this tens of millions of bonuses?"

The host said helplessly.

But no one can hear the embarrassment she expected.

The results of the few people on the field were not very good.

Either you didn't borrow a penny.

Or it is to borrow thousands of yuan, which is not enough to get the minimum bonus.

The best thing is that Lu Song borrowed 3 yuan, but compared to Lu Song himself, he also felt particularly ashamed.

Wang Lusong and Zhao Qiansun, the two big bullies in the class reunion, both failed.

Lu Song is fine, but Zhao Qiansun's reputation is rotten now!

From his point of view, I naturally feel extremely angry in my heart!
The whispering voices of his classmates made him very angry!
hateful!hateful!
He had to find someone to back him up!Everyone must focus on this scapegoat, and then he can be cleared!
Zhao Qiansun's eyes swept across the surrounding area, and now his eyes fell on Fang Yu.

The bastard Fang Yu was still talking and laughing with his goddess Jiang Xia.

Dog men and women!
"Fang Yu!"

"Aren't you going to try it?"

"If it succeeds, at least there will be a bonus of 3000 yuan!"

"For a bottled water porter like you, 3000 yuan should be your [-] million salary, right? You have to carry hundreds of thousands of barrels of water to earn so much money, right?"

"Go and try!"

"Failure is not terrible, the terrible thing is that you don't even have the courage to try!"

"Anyway, just play!"

"Hahaha!"

"Do you feel that you must not be able to borrow 3 yuan? So you dare not even try?"

"Well, what kind of friends can a porter have? A group of porter friends?"

"Can I still lend you 3 yuan?"

Zhao Qiansun looked like a bitch.

All of these words are demeaning.

Fang Yu looked indifferent, and there was really nothing to care about with a sand sculpture.

This guy is like a fly, buzzing all the time, very noisy.

Fang Yu drank the red wine in the glass indifferently, then cast a sidelong glance at Zhao Qiansun, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

(End of this chapter)