Chapter 2800: Live my dead ghost husband every day (17)

Then I have never returned the message.
Shen Mubai’s heart is a little weird. Normal people will ask what happened yesterday, but the other party has no words at all. It seems that he is not curious about what happened to other people.
She looked at Lele again and saw that she had not responded and had to close Weibo.
In the afternoon, Shen Mubai received several requests for signing the platform. She hesitated and felt that she needed money now and she needed to find it.
Although I didn't know why the other party sent me back, why did it disappear?
After weighing the balance, she chose a small platform that does not require too many rules and regulations, and is guaranteed, signed a three-month contract.
The platform asked about the specific situation of the day.
Many people have privately asked.
Shen Mubai did not pay attention to those private letters, and she did not tell the truth to the platform.
The other party does not seem to believe that there is a ghost in this world. She feels that she is suitable for doing this and has a future. However, this appetite seems to be a live broadcast of ghosts, and it is best not to have a second time next time.
Shen Mubai is speechless.
This small platform is said to have disappeared, but there is no such thing. The number of viewers is still objective.
Just signing the contract, let a few anchors take her, roughly the meaning of getting a heat. After all, just after an overheated search, if you can explode again, the revenue will definitely not be a small amount.
"New anchor?"
He Wei is a spooky anchor of the recent fire. He has been on this platform for nearly a year and is one of the pillars. He was very dissatisfied when he heard the platform let him and the other two pink anchors bring a new person.
After all, my hard-working fans have made a wedding dress for a stranger, and no one can feel good.
"Don't rush to refuse." The humanity above, "This new anchor is the little mischief we just signed, the one that overheated."
He Wei has come to some interest, "Oh? Little naughty?"
"Yes." The humanity above, "It's not that she licks your heat, but you lick her heat. Who do you think the benefits are greater, and this little naughty is not much, and it won't interact too much with the audience. You don't have to worry about being robbed."
He Wei has nothing to say.
After all, what is said is also a fact. After hearing the other party is a little mischievous, there is no thought of wanting to refuse. After all, the interests are not to be said.
The other two anchors are the two most popular platforms, one is the 20-year-old young Luo Fusheng, looks ordinary, is a dead house. The other is a high school student, Bai Lili, who is so cute this year and is very popular.
Several people met to meet online.
In a coffee shop.
When Shen Mubai arrived, Bai Lili and He Wei were already present.
She walked over and the two raised their faces, revealing a somewhat surprised look.
"You are.. Little naughty?" He Wei returned to Shinto.
Shen Mubai nodded and reached out, "Hello."
Bai Lili back and smiled a little cute. "Little naughty sister is good, I am Meng Meng."
They thought that the little naughty covered the mask, about the unsatisfactory appearance, or the flawed face, I did not expect to grow so well.
"I am a river god." He Wei introduced himself.
After sitting for a few minutes, Luo Fusheng finally arrived.
He is relatively thin, with a pair of eyes, although it is a dead house, but the temper is not isolated, it is still talkative.
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