Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

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, directly to Shen Yichong.

"Additional funding can be obtained by meeting each of the above conditions."

Shen Yichong took a look and pursed his thin lips on the spot.

Looking at Director Zhao Yu's eyes, it was a little cold.

"Now let the guests not come, how about it?"

Yu Yaoyao immediately gathered a small face and looked at it.

"Please, your family of three, start the live broadcast now."

"Our live cameras are shown in the following locations..."

"For every 10,000 viewers, get 10 yuan."

"The amount of the reward will be converted into 10% and converted into family funds. However, during the whole process of the live broadcast, you must not openly ask the audience for a reward or imply a reward from the audience, otherwise 100 yuan of family funds will be deducted each time."

"Live broadcaster: Must be male."

Yu Yaoyao read it again, and immediately put her sympathetic gaze on her husband.

The program team took care of her and prevented her from working, so the father and son were allowed to broadcast live.

But according to Shen Yichong's urination, he will try his best to keep his son low-key, so this live broadcast title is meant for Shen Yichong.

Let a man with an expressionless face and usually do not like to talk to do the live broadcast, and also ask for the number of fans and rewards.

Hmm... Yu Yaoyao thinks about it and finds it a little difficult.

"Husband, come on~ look after you~"

She stretched out a small fist and could only give her husband spiritual support.

"Today I want to eat steak~"

Shen Yichong: "...!"

Chapter 153 Chapter Two

Shen Yichong took over the equipment for the live broadcast from the staff, his expression still a bit obscure.

"Husband, do you want me to help?"

Yu Yaoyao couldn't bear to see him like this.

"No, you go to take a nap."

It was noon when they arrived at the cabin.

For lunch, she ate her own nutritious meal.

But that night, it was gone.

He needs to earn money early so that he can purchase the cooking ingredients he needs at night and cook for her in time.

Shen Yichong thought about it and felt that the task was arduous, but he still brought Yu Yaoyao into the master bedroom.

After checking it again, he found that the assistant Xiao Xiaoxiang had already changed into their own bed quilt, so he let Yu Yaoyao change into pajamas and lie down with peace of mind.

"My son and I can do it."

"You go to sleep first."

Keep the photographer's camera behind, and help her keep the quilt well.

Shen Yichong covered the cameras in the room again, watched her close her eyes, and then walked out of the bedroom with confidence.

But facing the photographers standing in a row in the living room outside, and Zhao Yu, who had an obvious look on his face, he gritted his teeth.

"Mr. Shen, this task also takes into account Teacher Yu's health."

"In short, make sure to let Mr. Yu have a good rest. We try to solve all the work by men."

Shen Yichong didn't speak, just gave him a cool look, and picked up the live broadcast mobile phone and shelf, microphone, micro camera on the coffee table...

The little bun also came out of his bedroom, changing into a set of home clothes.

He secretly went to the bedroom to look at Mommy, and then followed to the living room to report to Dad.

"Dad, Mommy fell asleep obediently~"

"Um."

Shen Yichong responded to his son and fiddled with the camera a little seriously.

He's never done live streaming.

But he has seen it.

As the owner of an entertainment company, he has studied the live broadcasts of some Internet celebrities and knows what popular anchors do.

Eat, sing, play games...

He can't do either.

Shen Yichong's face was quite heavy.

"Dad, have you started yet?"

Shen Rui's little bun is also a bun who has seen the world.

As early as a year ago, I watched the live broadcast of Mommy's game.

He knows a little bit about the number of viewers and rewards.

He sat on the small single sofa next to Shen Yichong, and took out his small tablet.

"Dad, what's your room number?"

"I'll go in, add another person~"

Then secretly use pocket money as a reward...

The little bun looked at the director's uncle, this sentence was cleverly put in his stomach, and he didn't say it.

Shen Yichong clicked on the live broadcast software.

It was found that the program team had already registered a live broadcast room for him, and he only needed to start the broadcast directly.

He shared the website with Xiaobaozi, took out his mobile phone, and logged in.

Then he glanced coldly at the row of staff.

Zhao Yu almost laughed out loud, "Mr. Shen, we add up to about ten people. Your first small goal is ten thousand."

In other words, help is useless.

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