He clicked on the homepage of the Rolls-Roycegow avatar and found that it was just a first-class small account, with only one subscribed live broadcast room, and he was obviously a big loser.

"Diaosi, I'm a host, what's your business?"

Sir Wei immediately posted a barrage:

"Also respect others, haha, I have money, I need to respect others?"

"You poor loser, if you are like me, you can speak like this!"

"You're still called Rolls-Roycegow. Are you worthy of this name?"

Barrages appear below.

"Sir Wei is right. This loser is obviously a frightened rich man!"

"yes!"

"A poor loser, go home and hold your hard drive goddess and go rub it! Don't watch the live broadcast here!"

Lin Fan frowned and posted a barrage: "Sir Wei, are you not a tutor? You can't even respect people?"

"Damn, I'm still fighting with Mr. Wei!"

"This poor loser is crazy!"

"It's just online. If it's true, he dares to talk to Mr. Wei like this."

Rumble...

At this time, a gift from a yacht appeared on the screen.

"Yacht, 1314 yuan!"

"Sir Wei is giving gifts again!"

This yacht was made by Sir Wei.

"The poor loser named Rolls-Roycegow, you are a first-class trumpet, what qualifications are you qualified to speak?" Mr. Wei posted a barrage:

"You have the ability to give gifts! A waste!"
Chapter completed!