Chapter 4 Live broadcast again, got targeted

Author: Confused Little White Dragon

Chapter 4 Live broadcast again, got targeted

A villa with a spacious and bright study room.

A middle-aged man held a cigar in one hand and a phone in the other.

"Oh? Strange man? What's going on?"

Hearing Li Nanrui's call, he raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised.

The man's name is Liu Tianhao, a well-known wealthy businessman in Nan City and the chairman of Tiancheng Group.

The house in Mingzhu Yaju where Liu Mo lives now was also bought for him by Liu Tianhao.

"I met a fortune teller online!"

Li Nanrui, also known as Liu Mo, told the truth about what happened.

Liu Tianhao listened quietly, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"Dad, that master is so amazing! You must meet him."

"Isn't our family in trouble now? If we have his help, we will definitely be able to resolve it!"

Li Nanrui sounded very excited.

Tiancheng Group is involved in many industries.

But recently, I don’t know why, but things always go wrong.

The project was robbed by others, resulting in many lawsuits for no reason, and many key personnel resigned...

A series of things that are too strange.

Li Nanrui always wondered if it was bad luck.

When he met Chen Yu today, he suddenly thought that maybe Chen Yu could help Tiancheng Group tide over the difficulties.

Liu Tianhao was silent for a moment, sighed, and shook his head slightly.

"Xiao Mo, you are still too young. This kind of liar has deceived you?"

"What fortune-telling is, it's just a scam!"

Liu Tianhao took a puff of his cigar, exhaled a puff of smoke, and sneered again and again.

"No! His calculations are very accurate. He can even calculate car accidents!"

Li Nanrui hurriedly defended.

"A car accident? Haha, if you really want to lie to you, can't you deliberately cause a car accident?"

"But why did he lie to me? There is no reason."

Li Nanrui still didn't believe it.

Liu Tianhao's face was looming in the smoke, and his eyes showed the vicissitudes of a thousand sails.

"Why? Because you are my son, Liu Tianhao!"

"Making such a big noise, I'm afraid the drunkard is not interested in drinking."

Liu Tianhao does not believe in the so-called fortune teller.

Over the years, he has met so many monsters and monsters, what kind of outrageous things have he not seen?

The so-called fortune tellers are nothing but liars!

Liu Tianhao is a well-known wealthy businessman in Nan City, and many people are interested in him.

It makes sense to contact him through Liu Mo.

"But dad..." Li Nanrui wanted to continue to defend.

"No need to be so! The group's affairs cannot be solved by a mere liar."

"You should also keep your eyes open and don't be fooled by this clumsy trick. I have something else to do, so I won't talk about it for now."

Toot toot…

Liu Tianhao hung up the phone, shook his head and sneered.

"Master of divine calculation? Ha, how ridiculous!"

On the opposite side, Li Nanrui gritted his teeth secretly and disagreed with Liu Tianhao's words.

If the car accident is a liar, what about other people telling fortunes?

Is it all a trap?

It’s unrealistic to think about it.

"Master is definitely not a liar. We will broadcast live tomorrow and ask Master to give Tiancheng an accounting!"

On the other side, in the Nan City Health and Civil Affairs Bureau, Shao Le was eating lunch in the cafeteria.

"Master, do you think there is really a fortune teller in this world?"

Opposite, a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, just took a bite of rice, raised his head and grinned.

"Of course, I have. Over the years, I have captured fortune tellers, ranging from one thousand to eight hundred. They are all telling fortunes in their houses now."

The man's name is Zhao Yuanshan, he is an old policeman in the Civil Guard Bureau (you know the substitute words), and he is also Shao Le's master.

"No, I mean the kind of person who can really predict the future. Is this really the case?"

Shao Le explained immediately.

Zhao Yuanshan raised his eyebrows, looked Shao Le up and down, and smiled.

"Little bastard, have you been deceived?"

"Come on, tell me, what tricks did this fraudster use to fool a clever guy like you?"

Shao Le didn't hide anything and told Zhao Yuanshan about the live broadcast room.

"Hey, this is interesting, this scammer is really big at it."

Zhao Yuanshan raised his eyebrows, his face full of surprise.

"Master, you said this was a design? But it was Director Liu's brother who was in the car accident. Can this also be a design?"

Shao Le's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

"Excluding all possibilities, the impossible is a fact!"

"How could anyone in this world be able to calculate a car accident? This must have been carefully designed."

"Don't forget, that Li Nanrui is Liu Tianhao's son."

"This liar probably wants to do something big, and his target is Liu Tianhao!"

After listening to Zhao Yuanshan's analysis, Shao Le felt that it made sense.

But vaguely, he felt something was wrong.

Zhao Yuanshan took a mouthful of rice, grinned, and touched his chin.

"But this liar is interesting. Let me see with you tomorrow how he plans to continue playing."

That night, Chen Yu went to the hospital to stay with him. After paying the medical bills he owed, he still had a balance of more than 30,000 yuan.

With this money in hand, Chen Yu is even more motivated.

The next day, he was shocked as soon as it started broadcasting.

Yesterday there were only a dozen people in the live broadcast room, but today it suddenly grew to more than 2,000 people.

"Haha, the master is online! Nari says hello to you!"

On the other side of the screen, Li Nanrui logged into the main account and quickly typed a greeting, feeling a little excited.

There are so many people in the live broadcast room, and they have a lot to do with him.

Last night, after he shared his fortune-telling experience in his live broadcast room, many people were curious about Chen Yu.

So today we all came to watch.

"Master, that's him! That's the person!"

In the Civil Guard Bureau, Shao Le pointed at Chen Yu on the screen and shouted unconsciously.

Zhao Yuanshan squinted his eyes, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and kept looking at Chen Yu.

"Master Yu? Hehe, he looks young, but his tone is quite good."

Master Yu is Chen Yu’s nickname on the Kuayin platform.

"Let me take a good look at his performance today."

Zhao Yuanshan folded his hands as if interrogating a prisoner.
To be continued...