I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan Chapter 142: Conditions? None

"So if I help you win today, will Yezi be willing to co to Tai City to hang out with ?"

After sending the ssage, Fatty anxiously waited for Yezi’s reply.

On the other side, Yezi’s heart skipped a beat when she saw Fatty’s ssage. She knew exactly what he was implying. But seeing that Fatty still had plenty of cash to burn, donating a single point so effortlessly... Maybe he could get a few points this round, or even several tenths of a unit.

At this thought, Yezi bit her lip, though she was careful not to show it on cara. She agreed imdiately.

"Okay, handso brother. You’d better show a good ti then! [shy emoji]"

She agreed! Seeing her acceptance and thinking about that hot body of hers, Fatty felt a surge of confidence.

Let’s do this! Go all out!

Fatty was filled with fighting spirit. With a flick of his hand, fifteen Super Rockets soared into the sky.

"Handso brother sent Yezi a Super Rocket, click to enter the room and open the treasure box."

"Handso brother sent Yezi a Super Rocket, click to enter the room and open the treasure box."

...

The fifteen consecutive broadcast announcents pushed Yezi into the top one hundred.

[Keep it up! Double it! He’s so wild!]

Fatty’s renewed assault further stimulated the crowd. Seeing another three points’ worth of gifts, Yezi’s face flushed with excitent.

"Thank you for the gift, handso brother, you’re amazing!"

Staring at Yezi’s lips through the screen, Fatty couldn’t help but think, I have sothing even more amazing.

Seeing ’handso brother’ issue another challenge, the rubberneckers in Su Yi’s livestream chid in again.

"The other side is challenging again!"

"Fifteen Super Rockets! That’s 30,000 milliliters! That ans Big Brother Xia needs to donate thirty Super Rockets, which is 60,000 milliliters!"

"Co on, Big Brother Xia! You can’t back down!"

"You said you’d double it to shut him up, so do it!"

...

Most of those shouting were newcors. The original fans in Su Yi’s stream naturally wouldn’t say such things.

"Stay calm... stay calm."

"Why are you all so worked up?"

"We have Sumr God Hao in our stream."

"Exactly. I admit the other guy might have so money, but compared to Big Brother Xia, they’re not even in the sa league."

...

A few seconds later, WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Thirty Super Rockets took off!

"Your Big Brother Xia sent Su Sannian a Super Rocket, click to enter the room and open the treasure box."

"Your Big Brother Xia sent Su Sannian a Super Rocket, click to enter the room and open the treasure box."

...

All thirty rockets were sent. Xia Liang was rather bored. Seeing his balance was still over 999 million milliliters, he simply sent out a bullet comnt.

"Tell the other side to donate more. Is that all? Are you trying to raise fish?"

Seeing the bullet comnt from Xia Liang, a crowd of his viewers sward the other channel, spamming their own comnts.

"Are you trying to raise fish?"

"Our Big Brother Xia says your top guy needs to donate more."

"At this rate, we’ll be waiting until the cows co ho!"

"Exactly! If you don’t have the cash, don’t act like a big shot! You can’t even win when we let you double us!"

...

The barrage of mocking comnts infuriated the viewers in Yezi’s livestream.

"Handso brother! Don’t chicken out!"

"They’re looking down on us!"

"That’s right! Handso brother, hit them with sothing big!"

"Send a hundred at once! Let’s see what they do then!"

...

Where did this Level 1 account on the other side get so much money?

Seeing his opponent had already donated over one hundred thousand milliliters, Fatty beca uncertain. He didn’t know how much more Xia Liang could afford to send. To be honest, Fatty was ready to give up. After all, he only had 150,000 milliliters left to spend, and he had no idea how much money Xia Liang still had. If he lost this donation war, the promise he’d gotten from Yezi for helping her win earlier would be off the table. Not only would he fail to win the girl, but he’d also be out 200,000 milliliters.

But if he stopped now, wouldn’t the 60,000 milliliters he’d already spent be for nothing? This was the closest he had ever been to getting Yezi!

Screw it! Thinking of her sizzling-hot body, he gritted his teeth.

With a click, he sent fifty rockets—a full tenth of a unit. His hands trembled as he clicked the mouse.

WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH...

Fifty Super Rockets soared into the sky.

"Handso brother sent Yezi a Super Rocket, click to enter the room and open the treasure box."

"Handso brother sent Yezi a Super Rocket, click to enter the room and open the treasure box."

...

Fifty consecutive broadcast announcents.

Compared to the excited audience in the livestream, Fatty felt as if all his strength had been drained. Fifty rockets. A full tenth of a unit. He didn’t know what he would do if Xia Liang kept going.

Fatty could only pray in his heart. I hope he’s at his limit too, just like .

On the contrary, when Yezi saw Fatty’s donations, her eyes lit up.

"Thank you, handso brother! You’re so cool! I love you so much..."

Hearing Yezi’s incoherent thanks, the audience in the livestream started teasing her.

"Wow, handso big brother sent fifty rockets!"

"Is that how you thank him?"

"Right! Was that tenth of a unit sent for nothing?"

"You’re still calling him ’handso brother’?"

"Call him ’handso daddy’!"

...

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yezi nodded repeatedly, incredibly excited. At this point, she’d call him Daddy; she’d even call him Husband!

With a flushed face, she said imdiately, "Thank you, handso daddy, for the fifty rockets! Love you!"

As she spoke, Yezi quietly sent Fatty a video on V.

The despondent Fatty instantly perked up. With trembling hands, he opened the video. The first thing he heard was Yezi’s voice, which was enough to make anyone’s blood race.

"Ah, this is so thrilling..."

No way! It can’t be... it can’t be *that* kind of video, can it?! Fatty’s breath hitched. The video wasn’t what he’d expected, but it was close enough. In any case, it was enough to make his nose start bleeding. He hurriedly stuffed it with a tissue.

With trembling hands, he saved the video. He told himself with conviction, This tenth of a unit was totally worth it!

「anwhile...」

The fifty Super Rockets Fatty sent also caused a sensation in Su Yi’s livestream.

"Damn! A tenth of a unit! Fifty rockets! This battle is getting intense!"

"Aweso! Is Big Brother Xia going to top that?"

"Anchor! Look! Big Brother Xia has stopped sending gifts."

"Yeah! Look, the other girl’s already pole dancing! What’s the point of just saying thank you?!"

...

Compared to these noisy newcors, the older viewers were unfazed and even felt like laughing.

"A hot dance? You’re seriously underestimating our Sumr God Hao."

"Exactly! Even Su Sannian’s full-on charm offensive couldn’t make a dent in Sumr God Hao."

"Sumr God Hao is a real man."

"Won only get in the way of Sumr God Hao making money."

...

They would never forget that Xia Liang was the man who’d left Su Yi completely helpless, even after she’d thrown everything she had at him.

While the new viewers remained clueless about who Xia Liang really was, he made his next move. True to his word, Xia Liang was not the type to play gas.

He imdiately fired off a hundred rockets.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

A hundred Super Rockets soared into the sky