But before he could finish speaking, he was met with her pleading expression.
"Sigh, alright. I'll do a demonstration, but just this once!"
"But how should I do it? I can't just reveal all your private information, can I?"
This was indeed a problem. Both of them fell silent and began to think.
"Why don't we see what the viewers in the bullet chat have to say?" As an anchor, Yan Qianwei was accustomed to letting the netizens take the lead.
"Hey handsome, I want to know tomorrow's lottery numbers!"
"Master, predict a stock for me! I've had my money tied up for so long!"
"Bro, I have an exam tomorrow! I want to know the answers."
What a bunch of oddballs!
Xia Liang looked at the bullet comments on the screen, a wry smile on his face. In the end, it was the viewers from Yan Qianwei's fan group who came up with a plan. Four wealthy fans who knew her well bravely volunteered.
