It is exactly the same as the system's divination. Wei Mengchen admires the system in his heart.

Of course, this is because we know the enemy's strategy, and the enemy did implement it in this way. Wei Mengchen didn't know whether he would be notified by the system in time if he temporarily changed his strategy. It still needs further verification.

"Song Wanli!"

"I know him! Courier Brother Song Wanli."

"Shandong brothers, I am a courier in the Shanghai Stock Exchange."

Many such barrage appeared in Wei Mengchen's live broadcast room, and it was obvious that many people knew him.

Wei Xiaozhu looked at it from behind and felt a little bad.

"Huhuhu-Huhu-" The opposite screen shook rhythmically, and heavy breathing sounds came from it.

The night scene seems to be in a building somewhere. This makes people feel a little confusing.

Wei Mengchen said slowly and with a long charm, "If it is inconvenient, we will wait and then broadcast it... Please allow me to come here to help you, come on, come on, come on..."

There was immediately a bunch of laughter in the live broadcast room.

"Don't make fun of the anchor."

"I suspect you're driving, but there's no evidence."

"Don't type so many words if you suspect that the car has no evidence."

"Song Wanli is doing~~~ work, where are you thinking about?"

"Hahaha, Song Wanli is very hard-working. Reverse the camera and let's see."

There was joy in the barrage, but Wei Xiaozhu listened behind Wei Mengchen, and saw that she didn't understand the question marks and didn't have the nerve to ask.

The other anchor Song Wanli seemed to be still gasping for a while and did not respond for a while.

Wei Mengchen said sarcastically again: "I'm disturbing you, brother, you'll be busy first, I'll look for you in three minutes. I believe you'll be done."

"Hahaha!"

"Driving, driving very fast."

"It means the other party is fast, three minutes to fast boy!"

"This is the worst time that Song Wanli has been hacked."

"It only takes three minutes for Song Wanli to expose him."

"Please choose Huiqi Kidney Treasure, it will take her longer to go."

Wei Xiaozhu suddenly realized the barrage when she saw these barrage, and her face turned red.

"Hahaha, has anyone noticed that the girl is shy?"

"I love you, I feel blushing, right? I really want to take you home!"

"My sister, don't tease you." Wei Mengchen pretended to be smirked, "Otherwise, let's draw your sword! If you want to pick my sister up, you can pass my brother-in-law first!"

The barrage was suddenly lively.

"Hello brother-in-law."

"Brother-in-law, my first meeting.

"I accept you, brother-in-law."

There are many words of brother-in-law appearing on the curtain.

Due to Wei Mengchen's flexible and humorous response, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room is very good.

Chen Xiguan, president of the Qimingxing Trade Union, who was watching the live broadcast with a cold eyes, lit a cigarette and took a sip: "This is not right. Isn't he a new anchor? How can he deal with it?"

He began to wonder if the soft nail was too soft? Or maybe the wall of Wei Mengchen was too thick?

No, don't worry, Chen Xiguan comforts himself. Song Wanli hasn't made any move yet. Being able to gain hundreds of thousands of popularity as a courier brother is definitely a down-to-earth anchor.

Wei Mengchen was teasing to the water friends, and the screen on the right quickly responded.

"Ah, huh, I'm climbing the stairs." Song Wanli's voice came. Looking at the live broadcast, it seemed that he took out his cell phone on his chest and turned the camera over.

The voice-controlled lights in the old-fashioned stairs are on.

The water friends can see clearly that Song Wanli, a courier who is wearing a yellow courier suit and a helmet, is a little stubborn, is about thirty years old, looks very ordinary, but he looks honest at first glance.

It can be seen that he is climbing the stairs.

"This old-fashioned building has no elevator, thank you for your hard work." Wei Mengchen said.

"Yes, it's not easy. It's only three minutes away, and it's been fine." Song Wanli gasped and quickly stood still and rang the doorbell.

The picture was no longer facing the door, because it was for privacy reasons. Song Wanli deliberately controlled it and did not take the picture of the person who ordered the takeaway into the live broadcast camera.

"Your takeaway, pay attention to the two layers of plastic bags, tied with live buttons and can be removed." Song Wanli politely delivered the takeaway.

The takeaway person didn't respond, and quickly closed the door with a bang.

The cold sound of the door closing knocked in the hearts of countless people.

“It’s not easy to deliver takeaway.”

"You can't even get a word of hard work."

"This is how the service industry is. If it is timed out, you will have to pay."

"I have also done express delivery for a while. It's too hard. Not only are I exploited by the platform, but I also have to suffer all kinds of cowards. I really can't continue."

"Wait for me to fix the phone, there is a live broadcast telescopic rod on my shoulder." Song Wanli adjusted his breathing and fixed the phone into an external frame on his shoulder.

In this way, there is no need to always hold his cell phone and not delay him. Even if he is busy driving with both hands, as long as he is not handing the customer takeout, he can broadcast live in front of the camera.

While going downstairs, he said to the camera: "I'm going to have a broadcast today, and I'm not prepared at all. I'm laughing at you, but there's no way to make a living, so I can earn a little bit."

"Now you can officially introduce yourself. Hello, I am Wei Mengchen, we will broadcast today." Wei Mengchen took the initiative to speak.

The takeaway brother immediately responded: "Hello, my name is Song Wanli. It's not a express delivery, it's Song of the Song Dynasty. I am a express delivery person and I'm not very good at speaking. I hope you don't mind."

The sound was a little noisy, which was a typical manifestation of outdoor live broadcasts. Soon, the slight bumpy sound of the electric car driving was heard.

Wei Mengchen said: "Of course I don't mind. You have started to make money. I am still relying on my old capital. I am just an ordinary student."

"Student is good, it's much better than me who sells physical strength." Song Wanli drove an electric car, "I'm still delivering takeout. Thank you for coming to see me, an ordinary person. I will continue to take orders next, and another order is about to run away."

Ordinary? But the more ordinary it is, the more down-to-earth it is. Wei Mengchen looked at the firepower comparison between the two sides and was even comparable. Even the other party's flames came over.

Song Wanli is an anchor who has been live for more than two months and has already received many firm support from friends. It is normal for him to be better than the new anchor PK for a while.

But he just sang an original song, and Wei Mengchen was surprised at the other party's popularity.

He felt awe-in. The enemy's choice of soft nails was very accurate. I don't know how many times it was against the poor anchor who refused to sign a union.

"That's right, you have a better foundation than this new anchor." Chen Xiguan, who was watching the game, sucked a cigarette and nodded. He was about to watch the show.

He didn't believe that Wei Mengchen could still sing and defeat the down-to-earth contestant.

When you are a literary anchor like you, when facing down-to-earth opponent like Courier Brother, the more you sing, the more you become, the more you become, the more you become, the more you become!

As the saying goes, there are many songs, everyone will think that you only sing but not doing it, which is not true! Moreover, people like to support the weak. A person who delivers takeout can gain more support than an unknown singer who sings original songs!
Chapter completed!