Tipping and cashback rewards, all the male idols are vying to make me the number one on their donati

Chapter 207 This is inappropriate (Mumu)
Lu Qing inadvertently caught a glimpse of her actions, and even though she knew from the beginning that this woman was rich, she couldn't help but be surprised at this moment.

She usually only spends small amounts on herself, and she always keeps track of how much she spends on men.

But looking at Shen Zhaoyi, it seemed like she was just playing around and didn't care about anything else at all.

According to Lu Qing's opinion, since you've already gone so far as to present a grand gala to the livestreamer, this is just a token gesture.

Men shouldn't be spoiled too much.

Spending money like this might spoil them and make them take advantage of you in the future.

She wanted to remind her not to get too carried away, but when she leaned closer and saw the number in the woman's balance column, she was instantly stunned.

Is that long string of numbers not a phone number?

Forget about men for now, I need to find a way to get to know Shen Zhaoyi better. Maybe I can get some cooperation or investment opportunities in the future.

The plan changed, and the tactful advice that was about to be spoken was taken back. What came out next was a flattering remark: "Sis, you really spoil Mumu."

"well enough."

Shen Zhaoyi's hands didn't stop moving.

The reason she put on this whole thing was not only because Mu Mu was a suitable cashback target, but also because he had handled the situation perfectly tonight.

It has a little something in mind, but it's not too over the top.

This largely satisfied Shen Zhaoyi's possessiveness, which prevented her from sharing "good things".

Being sensible deserves a reward!
Time is limited, and each person's performance only lasts two or three minutes.

However, if Shen Zhaoyi were to make a move, even a minute would be enough.

The person in charge of the boy band was watching the data backstage, and he knew that making a point about the "sixty-year-old lady" would definitely work.

These few minutes offline were just as good as the previous grand event, so the company is even less likely to give up on Mumu, their cash cow.

Contract renewed!

Tonight we'll continue!

After leaving the backstage area, the person in charge went to the office to look for Mu Mu's contract file. He also called Manager Wang over to see how to get under control.

Our little fox could, of course, guess what the company's next plans would be.

As soon as the performance ended, without even changing his clothes, he went straight to find Shen Zhaoyi.

"Sister, do you still want to see the other performers?" Although Mu Mu asked this question, her fingers were already hooked into her palm, and the meaning couldn't be clearer.

Shen Zhaoyi didn't move, but simply asked, "Do you want me to see it?"

"In no mood!"

Mumu refused very decisively.

This shout drew the attention of Lu Qing and Xingchen, who were standing nearby.

Since they had to get her out of there early anyway, Mumu simply grabbed Shen Zhaoyi's arm and gently shook it: "Sister, let's go, you haven't opened your gift yet~"

Gift?

So the one on stage just now wasn't it?

If that's the case, Shen Zhaoyi immediately became interested.

Anyway, she had already completed the second step of her plan, so it didn't matter where she went.

She turned back to greet Lu Qing, and under the other's meaningful gaze, lifted her skirt and followed Mu Mu away.

This scene was captured by viewers in the live stream.

Are you holding hands?

Where are these two going?

Will you return it?

Probably not...

【Is it what I think? 】

I know what you're thinking, and I feel the same way!

The comments section was clearly on a fast track, and nobody cared whether the "sixty-year-old woman" was actually her.

Forget black and white, let's turn everything into yellow.

When this is being discussed, who would care about someone who has no connection to it?

By the time the operations team found the person in charge to report the situation, Mu Mu was already in Shen Zhaoyi's car.

Seeing yet another new face, Old Wang felt he needed to learn from Zhou Yi tomorrow, otherwise he'd be falling behind the younger generation. But for now, he needed to focus on his own job.

He started the car, glanced at the rearview mirror without looking closely, and asked, "Ms. Shen, shall we go home or..."

Shen Zhaoyi turned her head to look at the man beside her and repeated, "Where are we going?"

Mumu provided an address.

As a veteran driver who has been driving in S City for decades, Lao Wang knows where this is.

It's not far, about a five-minute walk.

But is it really appropriate to bring the boss along?

He didn't say anything; doing more and saying less is never wrong. He drove the car out of the parking lot.

Shen Zhaoyi's expression didn't change much at this moment.

Mumu's answer to last night's question was "lacking".

She wanted to know how far this person would go for money.

Hopefully, I won't disappoint myself.

After realizing that the car was parked on the side of the road, Shen Zhaoyi came back to her senses and looked at the surroundings outside the window. This place looks like a night market.

"Miss Shen, we've arrived," Old Wang reminded her at the opportune moment.

At this time, the night market is bustling with activity.

At a fried rice stall, the chef was just tossing the rice in the wok and taking it out of the pan when the wok heaves from the flames shot up high.

So, the place Mumu was talking about is here?

Relieved, Shen Zhaoyi looked down at her diamond-encrusted dress and twelve-centimeter high heels.

That's a bit inappropriate.

As if guessing what she was struggling with, Mu Mu let go of the hand she had been holding.

"Sister, wait in the car for a while, I'll go buy it for you."

After saying that, he got out of the car without waiting for Shen Zhaoyi's response, his tall figure gradually blending into the night scene of the city.

A few minutes later, the car door opened again.

Mumu walked in, carrying two boxes of kebabs.

The back seat of the little golden statue instantly transformed into a street food stall. Old Wang, sitting in the front, could hardly bear to look at it. This silly kid must be the most down-to-earth one around the boss.

However, this skewer smells quite delicious.

He couldn't help but sniff, deciding to grab something to eat after get off work.

Shen Zhaoyi chuckled and rested her chin on her hand. "You're treating me to this?"

"I noticed my sister seemed a bit hungry before the party started, and this is the closest place to get something to eat." Mumu said earnestly, "If she doesn't like it, I can go downstairs and buy something else?"

"Need not."

Shen Zhaoyi called out to stop them.

It's not that she doesn't like it, but it's inconvenient. If she eats grilled skewers, her mouth will be full of oil, and her image will be ruined.
But Mumu is a straightforward person, so he directly put the food to her mouth.

"Then I'll feed you."

Clearly, his understanding of inconvenience was different from what Shen Zhaoyi meant.

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound came from the front row.

Old Wang finally couldn't hold back and choked on his saliva before he could even swallow it after hearing those words.

His face turned bright red, and he hurriedly waved his hand, signaling them to continue and not to worry about him.

This interruption reminded Shen Zhaoyi that there was an audience member in the car, and that she really had to be careful what she said.

She transferred a large red envelope to him via her mobile phone.

"Uncle Wang, why don't you take a look around here and see if there's anything good to eat? It's on me."

"Okay, thank you, Miss Shen!"

Old Wang felt like he'd been granted a pardon. He put the keys away, pocketed the night market subsidy he'd just received, and immediately got out of the car.

The moment the car door closed, the hustle and bustle of the night market was shut out.

Mumu's hand, still holding the skewers, hovered in mid-air, her eyes filled with a hint of trepidation: "Sister, would you like to try some? This place is really good."