Soon, a group of people stared blankly at the numbers on the phone screen.

Their hands could not help but tremble.

Four hundred and eighty-five billion!

100 million!

Not a block!

Not even ten thousand!

It’s 100 million!

Damn, is this beast crazy?

48.5 billion, just used it to brush votes?

Are you a beast? Ah?

And, most importantly, is this the pocket money your mother gave you?

Pocket money?

Hey hey hey, is your mother still missing a son?

I can do it, I absolutely can!

My son can’t do it, but my grandson can do it too!

I don’t want 48.5 billion, I want 4.85 million, right?

At this moment, the emotions of envy, jealousy, and hatred exploded directly in the hearts of every reporter.

At the same time, the same is true for countless people watching the live broadcast.

This is absolutely crazy!

It’s the first time I’ve seen someone talk about the issue of cheating on tickets, and they said it so confidently!

Moreover, there is no way to refute it!

Even, I want to squander votes like this!

Could it be that this is the legendary phenomenon: poverty limits me!

At the same time, countless actors who wanted to use this to blackmail Zhang Fan all gave up.

Say hello!

Still dark and barren!

Come on, I think it’s good to let this guy hang out in the entertainment industry.

If he gets hot-headed and swipes tickets a few more times, wouldn't he be poor?

Otherwise, if this guy can't think about it and shows off his wealth on the Internet every day, wouldn't I be so angry?

Who can bear the pocket money of 48.5 billion?

Yes, let him finish in the entertainment industry and no one will disturb him!

Whoever bothers him, I’m not done with him!
Chapter completed!