Exciting game!Plutocrat Bo Ye can't afford it

After finishing the call, Bo Yu put down his phone and started reading.

After reading a few pages, he felt a little pain in his head.Raising his eyes, Shen Zhiyi appeared on the bed in his sight.

The girl was lying on the quilt, wearing her little suspender skirt, her white and slender legs hooked up, shaking again and again in the air.

Bo Yu blinked, but there was no one in sight.

He lowered his eyes to look at the carpet doll. On the way back from the night market, he ordered Mrs. Bao to remove his bookshelf and set up this small place for her stuff.

Under the orange light, the girl was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, smiling and hugging the fat blue man.

He blinked again, and the shadow disappeared again.

Bo Yu was not in the mood to continue reading, he put down the financial newspapers and went to bed.

Some things are addictive once you start touching them.Now that he was lying on the bed, there was no tenderness in his arms, and he couldn't smell the sweetness in his breath, so he suddenly felt unaccustomed to it.

Couldn't even sleep a little.

After tossing and turning, it took more than an hour for Bo Yu to still not fall asleep.

He simply sat up, took out his mobile phone and called Shen Zhiyi.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Bo?"

The phone went through, and Bo Yu didn't know what to say.

After not hearing the other party's reply for a long time, Shen Zhiyi took down the phone and glanced at the call interface. After confirming that she was still talking, she put it back to her ear, "Mr. Bo, are you there?"

Bo Yu: "Have you seen the newspaper by my bed?"

"..." Shen Zhiyi was stunned for half a second.

"I saw it last night. It was on the bedside table. Maybe the servant cleaned the room today and put it on the bookshelf in the living room. Why don't you go and look for it on the bookshelf?"

"Ah."

Bo Yu hung up the phone.

He looked sideways at the newspaper lying on the coffee table.

Here.

Just as Shen Zhiyi took the nightgown, the phone rang again, and it was Bo Yu's call again.

She connected, "Mr. Bo?"

"Where do you keep the aromatherapy at home?"

"In the cabinet on the west side of the living room, on the third floor. From left to right are rose, lavender, osmanthus and lime."

Bo Yu let out a "hmm".

He hung up the phone, and Shen Zhiyi took down the phone.

He can just let his servants do these small things, why do he do it himself?The key is still missing. "..."

Shen Zhiyi entered the bathroom. She had just released hot water in the bathtub when the phone rang again and again.

She got up to answer the phone.

It was Bo Yu who called.

Shen Zhiyi was really speechless this time, "..."

She answered the phone, still patient and gentle: "Mr. Bo."

"What are you doing?"

Ok?

Finally not looking for something?

"I'm going to take a bath. I just finished playing chess with my dad." Shen Zhiyi asked again, "Mr. Bo, what do you want from me?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for nearly half a minute.

Shen Zhiyi frowned, she was a little confused about his behavior tonight.

Bo Yu: "Well, you can wash it."

Shen Zhiyi: "???"

She thought for a while, and only came to one conclusion, "Mr. Bo, are you suffering from insomnia? Do you need me to read a storybook in the air?"

From meeting Bo Yu to now, Shen Zhiyi only found her only use in his eyes.

Artificial reading before bed.

She can read to help sleep.

Bo Yu flatly refused, "No need."

In order to show that he really didn't need it, he hung up the phone decisively.The movements are done in one go, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

Shen Zhiyi on the other end was full of question marks, "..."

This is the chaebol boss.

Unpredictable.

Shen Zhiyi took a comfortable hot bath, and when she came out of the bathroom, Shen's mother brought her a cup of hot milk.

"Yiyi, drink milk and go to bed early, don't stay up late, staying up late is not good for your health."

"Well, mom, you go to bed early too."

Shen Zhiyi took a sip of the milk on the table.

Before going to bed, she habitually glances at book reviews and browses author forums.The comments are very cute, except for reminders and writing funny jokes.

As for the forum.

She scrolled down a few paragraphs, and saw a trumpet named "It's the Hall of Madness" who posted a post about her.

The eye-catching headline: "Gua Mengting's "Hundred Billion Sheng Chong Xiaojiao Wife" content violates the regulations, and the double-standard website will not remove its work."

Shen Zhiyi clicked into the post.

This person even made a few special pictures, it seems that he has read her book from beginning to end several times.

Violation [-]: "There are too many intimate dramas between the male and female protagonists, which affects the three views of minors."

Violation [-]: "Knowingly crack down on the military, but also describe the war."

Violation [-]: "The male protagonist's personality is unreasonable. He has power and power without setbacks, which is not conducive to minors' shaping a good three views."

She listed nine violations in total.

The ending part also said: "This novel is included in the series of online drama adaptations. If such a book is changed into a film and television, how many minors will be endangered!!"

The word "underage" has now become an untouchable bomb.

Whoever touches is unlucky.

Many parents report magazines, novels, cartoons or film and television dramas, as long as they add the word "underage", they can basically report successfully.

Shen Zhiyi scanned the content of the post, and then scrolled down to read other people's replies.

[Gang Jingwo looks like a tender father]: "Go to the hospital and have a look at your eyes, they are so red that they bleed, pink eye disease!"

[Happy Small Camp]: "Do you have anything to do? According to your list, all the books on the Internet will be taken off the shelves. If you write a fart, you can just go home and farm."

[Unhappy New Year]: "So free, come to my village and clean up the latrine at the head of the village?"

[The name is so long that no one should read it]: "The reason why Xiao Ming's grandfather lived to be 99 years old is because he never meddles in other people's business."

"..."

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Shen Zhiyi only took a cursory glance, there were those who refuted the posters, and some who supported them.

There have been a lot of people reporting her books recently, but the reporting was unsuccessful, so I can't wait to post.

Shen Zhiyi quit the author forum.

She turned on her laptop and wrote a new chapter as fast as she could.

She uploaded it to the author's background, and added a paragraph when the author said: "Baby, I used a little plot from my old book in this chapter. Readers who have read my old book should not be surprised. These two authors with different names It's all me."

Publish with one click!

Afterwards, Shen Zhiyi called Qingyou.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed busy.

"Do you know what's up with you?" His voice fluctuated from far to near, "I'm cooking noodles for Xixi."

Su Xi likes to dispatch Qingyou, and Qingyou also volunteers to be dispatched by her, Shen Zhi is not surprised.

She said: "When I was in college, I wrote a short story and didn't release it to the public. I will give you a chapter, and you make a fake webpage, which will show that my novel has signed a contract with Fengyue website."

"In a hurry?"

"Well, it's best to find it on Baidu within 10 minutes."

"I'll do it." Qingyou replied, "It can be done in 2 minutes."