Male God Is Always Targeted - Chapter 887

[887. Chapter 887 Male God Male God, do you still lack a boyfriend who can live broadcast?]

“Brother Zhang, are you done? Has that bitch been banned?”

Pansha was excited as she held the phone.

The situation online is developing exactly as they planned.

Just wait until above to make a decision.

In the future, Zijin’s live broadcast will be her world.

Zhang Sheng’s whole body seemed to be drained all of a sudden.

The back is curved.

Full of decadence.

Done.

Done.

Panza, the idiot.

Jun Heng also came back to this meeting.

He didn’t notice who the phone belonged to before, because it was right in front of him.

Picked up when it rang.

Did not expect ah.

He narrowed his eyes with a half-smile, staring at the caller ID above.

pantha.

very good.

Now it’s all revealed.

Pick up your phone and throw it away.

Smashed in front of Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng did not dare to pick it up.

The person on the other side was still chattering and asking.

“Brother Zhang? Why didn’t you say anything? I just checked it out. The official blogs of Zijin Group are all boycotting Mr. Tang.”

“There are also big Vs who are also condemning Luo Mio, Brother Zhang, what should we do next? It’s time to announce the news that he was blocked?”

Pansha’s voice was indescribably excited.

It seemed that he really saw Luo Mio being blocked.

With a pale face, Zhang Sheng rushed over and grabbed the phone.

Terrified roar.

“Shut up, shut up, what are you talking about, don’t hurt me, I don’t understand.” After

shouting, he knelt down and crawled towards Jun Heng.

Frightened tone.

“President Jun, President Jun, listen to my explanation, it’s not like this, I’m innocent, innocent to me.”

He couldn’t just leave.

Otherwise, he would not be able to survive in this industry.

“President Jun, President Jun, I was also deceived. You believe me, they did it all, they were jealous.”

Pan Sha heard very clearly on the other end of the phone.

Terrified and hung up the phone.

His face was pale.

The meaning of these words is too obvious.

Things didn’t work out, and they screwed up on their own.

How to do?

Brother Zhang will definitely not let himself go.

Gotta think of a way, think of a way.

Zhang Sheng is also racking his brains to get Jun Heng to believe.

However, what was waiting for him was that he was forced out by the security guard.

Jun Heng glanced at the time.

I feel almost.

Put away things, take out the jacket and go out.

Luo Mio is going to do “Hundred Birds Homecoming” today.

Checked something.

Turn on the lens.

The familiar barrage of abuse swept in.

[The slut is disgusting again. ]

[Trash. ]

[Why haven’t you been banned yet, don’t let me be black with Zijin Live for the rest of my life. ]

[Hey, it’s so disgusting, no way, I feel like vomiting when I see him. ]

[Little slut, isn’t your time in bed very good, so a fertile and round person, does it satisfy you? ]

…

The words are getting harder and harder to hear.

Compared with the previous two days, it has risen by an unknown number of levels.

Luo Mio glanced at her with a calm expression.

“What I’m doing today is “Hundred Birds Returning to Their Nest”.”

After speaking, he ignored the bullet screen and began to tear the broccoli.

Seeing that the burning water beside it has already rolled.

Sprinkle a spoonful of refined salt into it, and pour a drop of oil.

Put the torn broccoli into small florets and blanch for a while, remove and run in cold water.

Shred the potatoes and soak them in water to remove the starch.

Mince onion and ginger.

Chop the processed chicken breast into meat sauce, add green onions, ginger, salt, soy sauce, sugar, pepper, sesame oil and monosodium glutamate.

Start stirring.

Put it aside and start making shrimp.

Just peeled one off when the doorbell rang.   The swearing barrage in the live broadcast room of

‘Ding Ding Ding’ went out immediately.   Focus on capturing the person knocking on the door.   Luo Mio stopped and washed his hands.   Go to the door.   Open.   A bunch of fiery red flowers printed into the eyes.   Just…   (End of this chapter)