Wednesday morning.

Linhai City.

Tiansheng's contract was signed yesterday. Under the urging of Fang Mingzhen and Lin Hanyang and his wife, Lin Fengxiao had to set out on the way home today.

In fact, he was a little resistant. Before traveling through time, he was an orphan and lived alone for 26 years. After traveling through time, he not only had parents, but also grandparents, grandparents, second uncle and second aunt, second aunt and uncle, uncle and uncle, three sisters, and two younger brothers...

The family's incense is so prosperous that he instinctively resists... He doesn't know them at all.

But he could only accept this body and his blood relationship.

Knowing that he had lost his memory, Fang Mingzhen and Lin Hanyang and his wife prepared this album very considerately. After picking him up at the airport in person, Lin Hanyang drove on the way back. Fang Mingzhen pointed to the album and introduced his family members to him one by one.

With Lin Fengxiao’s memory now, after listening to it and reading it, he will record all these people, and will not become face-blind because there are too many people introduced at once.

After returning home and taking the seat one by one, the family genealogy of this body had a clear understanding in his mind.

For example, his grandfather and grandfather were playing chess in the living room.

It was his grandma who was leaning on the recliner to listen to the songs and entertaining himself.

Next to the Landlord are the second uncle, uncle and uncle.

The eldest sister Lin Xiaotong stayed in the room to read with peace of mind was her senior high school student, 18 years old, preparing for the college entrance examination.

The second sister Qiu Lu, who was holding a tablet on the sofa, was intensively watching idol dramas. She was 17 years old, a sophomore student in high school and loved to chase stars.

The eldest brother Lin Xiaopeng is focused on watching basketball games. He is 16 years old and a first-year student in high school. He loves basketball.

Another room where I was focusing on playing games was my second brother Fang Zhixin, 14 years old, a second-year junior high school student, and an Internet-addicted boy.

And the youngest but the most naughty one. Because he wanted to play with his mobile phone, he failed to ask his aunt for a while, so he started crying and was slapped twice by his aunt. As a result, his third sister Fang Linlin, 8 years old, was a primary school student.

And Lin Tianbao... Bah, Lin Fengxiao is the boss and the leader of the third generation of the family.

It happened to be the May Day holiday, and the whole family gathered at his house today. Fang Mingzhen introduced that everyone heard that he won the championship and knew that he had made a fortune outside, so they came to congratulate him.

But Lin Feng smiled and looked at the four women who were working in the kitchen. Second Aunt, Second Aunt, and Aunt were cooking while listening to his mother praise him for winning the championship and winning five million yuan in prize money. Fans called him the God of War...

Barabala said a lot, and Lin Fengxiao understood it. He did not come to congratulate him. He clearly came to listen to his mom bragging.

"Xiaobao, I heard your mother say you won a five million bonus? Is it true or false?"

The second aunt walked out of the kitchen quickly and asked Lin Feng for a smile, with a shocked expression, envious, and a little unbelievable, and she was holding a kitchen knife in her hand.

Lin Feng smiled and looked at the kitchen knife and said carefully: "There is a bonus of 5 million, but it is rewarded to the club, not to me alone."

Second aunt said, "Even if it is for the club, you play the game. No matter how you win, you have to give you some bonuses. If you win five million, you won't be given one hundred thousand or eighty thousand?"

"Well...is almost the same."

He was awarded a prize of 100,000 when he entered the playoffs. With Jiang Hongfeng's always generous personality, he had to pay at least 300,000 to 500,000 this time, which was not much different from 100,000 or 80,000.

The second aunt immediately shouted: "Oh, it's so good. Xiao Baoer is so successful. She can earn 100,000 or 80,000 in just one game, which is more than your second uncle earns in half a year."

In the kitchen, Fang Mingzhen was furious and thought that it would be a success if she could find out that her son had a contract fee of 6 million, wouldn't she scare you?

Lin Feng smiled but said nothing, thinking that 100,000 or 80,000 would be a success. If she knew that he had just signed a huge sum of 100 million yesterday, wouldn't she be scared to death on the spot?

Qiu Lu, the second sister who was watching the drama next to him, curled her lips: "I'm fussing, what's the point of 100,000 or 80,000? It's said online that my brother just signed Tiansheng Live, and the signing fee is 300 million."

Lin Fengxiao: "???"

300 million? Good guy, there is one more ruthless than him. If you open your mouth, you will make up for the remaining 200 million?

The people in the room were also stunned and smiled at Lin Feng.

Second aunt was even more stunned, her eyes were straight, her breathing was stagnant, and her face turned red. For a moment, Lin Fengxiao couldn't help but worry about whether she would pass by on the spot.

As it turned out, my second aunt was still very strong in resisting strikes. After a moment of shock, she came back to her senses, looked at him with a fiery look, and said with a trembling voice:

"Xiaobao, what Lulu said is true? You really earned 300 million?"

Lin Feng smiled and looked at the kitchen knife that was trembling in her hand because of excitement, and denied it: "Of course not. Can you believe what you say online? It's all lie."

The second aunt patted her chest and sighed with a deep sigh: "I just said, how could it be possible to earn 300 million yuan? How could it be so easy to earn money?"

The others were relieved, and then they should do whatever they should do.

Lin Fengxiao was even more relieved. Fortunately, no one asked about the specific signing fee, otherwise he would have to startle them again if he made up thousands or millions of dollars casually.

After looking at the second sister Qiu Lu, Lin Feng asked with a smile: "Where did you see the news?"

The second sister casually said: "It's all on Weibo, and it's on hot searches. If you don't believe it, go and read it yourself."

Lin Fengxiao took out his cell phone and logged onto Weibo to scan his eyes. He found that there was news that Tiansheng official had officially announced that he had signed him and would premiere on the first day of the opening of the anchor competition.

Then there was a leaked post, revealing that Tiansheng spent 300 million to sign him.

Lin Fengxiao shook his head, guessing that this was probably a hype arranged by Tiansheng, and preheated his upcoming premiere.

It's just 300 million... It's also a loss for them to brag about.

Thinking about the promise that Yu Shaoquan had previously posted a Weibo post with fans, he also posted a Weibo post.

As soon as I finished sending it, I looked up and saw my second sister coming over with a smile: "Brother, it's been a long time since I heard that you won the championship and paid the bonus again. After earning so much money, I can't tell my sister."

Lin Feng smiled and raised his eyebrows: "How do you express it?"

The second sister smiled and said, "Don't be too complicated, just send me a red envelope."

This Earth's communication software also has the function of sending red envelopes, and there is no limit. After having an ID card, Lin Fengxiao also registered an account and is familiar with the functions.

Her cute sister asked him for red envelopes with a coquettish look on her face. As the eldest brother, Lin Fengxiao, the third-generation leading figure of the family, was embarrassed to refuse, and sent her two hundred times.

Qiu Lu clicked happily and looked at it, her face suddenly collapsed: "It's only two hundred, brother, aren't you, you're so stingy."

"Two hundred is less? How much do you want?"

"You are a big anchor, so you have to post 666."

Lin Feng smiled and curled his lips: "I'll send you 2333."

Qiu Lu was immediately delighted and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, OK, OK."

Lin Feng smiled and glanced at her: "You are thinking about nothing."
Chapter completed!