Tycoon: I can see the goddess's wish list novel Chapter 633

Chapter 633: 631, leaning against the wall, said: Big King, I’m still okay!

After Luofeng got his hands on 16.5 million Gold Bean Coupons, he chose to gift the Annual Tickets. A million tickets was the largest unit, so Luofeng used it sixteen times, totaling sixteen million tickets. The remaining five hundred thousand tickets were gifted in a separate transaction. In total, that amounted to 16.5 million Annual Tickets.

Once Luofeng finished sending the gifts, he logged out of Huya and then sent a message to Liu Hanyan on WeChat.

The current situation was that Liu Hanyan’s Annual Tickets had skyrocketed to around 35 million, leaving the Ape Man streamer a full ten streets behind.

"Little Fairy, Happy Valentine’s Day. Why don’t you check out Huya to see the surprise I’ve prepared for you?" Luofeng messaged.

Liu Hanyan replied in less than a minute: "Okay, Big King, just a moment."

Then, another message came from her: "Big King, why did you spend another 15 million? That’s too much!"

Luofeng typed back: "Didn’t we already agree on this? Those Huya Coins, in fact, were all rewards from ’recharging’ Little Fairy. Was I supposed to just hold onto them and not spend them?"

If Little Fairy knew that ’recharging’ her could grant Huya Coins, Luofeng could just imagine her leaning against a wall, panting, "Big King, I can still go on..." Puhaha! Especially when a single ’recharge’ yields five million Huya Coins. How could Little Fairy not go wild over that?

Liu Hanyan: "Alright, I’ll listen to Big King. But we’ve already agreed that I’ll return whatever Big King spends. No problem with that, right?"

Luofeng: "To be precise, just give me your cut after the platform takes its share and after taxes are paid."

Liu Hanyan: "Mhm, thank you, Big King."

Luofeng: "Are you satisfied with this holiday gift?"

Liu Hanyan: "Mhm, very satisfied! Here’s a heart for Big King. I miss Big King so much!"

Luofeng: "I’ll be back before the end of the month. Wait for me patiently."

Liu Hanyan: "Okay, I’ll be waiting for Big King’s pampering. Is the black silk maid outfit ready?"

Luofeng: "You’re only brave behind a screen. Just wait until I get back, then you’ll see. Alright, I need to handle some work on my end."

Liu Hanyan: "Work hard, Big King!"

Meanwhile, on the Huya platform, the Ape Man streamer was still trying to hype up his audience to send more tickets. Suddenly, some strange bullet screen comments started appearing.

"Congratulations to the streamer on taking second place! (Hehe, just saying it to save my own skin!)"

"Ape Man is awesome!"

"Come on, Ape Man, keep up the pressure!"

"I’m laughing so hard. Is this streamer still asking for tickets?"

The Ape Man was genuinely baffled. What’s wrong with asking for tickets? Other streamers are even more shameless when it comes to Annual Tickets, arranging for black silk, high heels, and whatnot. He wondered if his persistent requests for tickets were annoying the audience. That shouldn’t be the case; my rapport with the audience is usually very good.

"No, that’s not it! Streamer, go check the Annual Ticket rankings!"

"Hahaha, exactly, go take a look!"

"Still asking for tickets here? Are you stupid? What’s the point?"

With a confused expression, the Ape Man streamer decided to take a look. When he saw the rankings, he recoiled in his computer chair, sliding back quite a distance.

"Damn it, what’s going on? This can’t be real, this can’t be real!" he exclaimed. "Little Bear actually has 35 million tickets? So then... then what’s the damn point of asking for more tickets? It’s completely meaningless, isn’t it?"

Second place for the year? Honestly, there was no pressure for that. He had far more tickets than the person in third place. The real battle was for first. However, the chances of catching up to first place were slim. Even if he managed to get another 15 million tickets, could he be sure Million Brother wouldn’t make another move? What a damn nuisance.

"I’m seriously going to puke! Million Brother, please give us a break, let us live!" the Ape Man ranted into his mic.

"Hahaha, he’s so damn rich, dropping another 15 million yuan?" a comment flew by.

"The key point is, Little Bear’s side doesn’t gain much from her getting first place, since she hardly ever streams."

"Hahaha, imagining Little Bear definitely having a rough time makes me not envious anymore."

"Puhaha, I bet even if she has a rough time, you’re all still envious, right?"

"The only comeback you all have is that Little Bear is in for it today."

Seeing everyone’s messages, Liu Hanyan’s cheeks flushed. She quickly typed, "He’s in Capital City; he’s not taking me out."

Soon after, Liu Hanyan sent out ten red packets of 200 yuan each in the group chat, totaling 2,000 yuan.

Liu Hanyan: "I have to go. I’m brainstorming the narration for my next food documentary; it’s about to go live."

After sending the red packets, Liu Hanyan quickly logged off.

「At the Car Park.」

Luofeng casually sent holiday gift packages to the Shangguan sisters as well. Each received 521,314 yuan. Although he could have sent 520,131.4 yuan, Luofeng wasn’t in the habit of using decimal points. He then teased the two sisters in their three-person group chat:

"Double the betrothal gift, double the joy."

Upon seeing the transfer from Luofeng, both sisters were stunned and didn’t claim the money right away.

Shangguan Feier was the first to message: "Big shot, this is too much. We can’t accept it."

Shangguan Shui’er: "Exactly."

After replying, both of them returned the money; neither accepted it.

Luofeng sent the transfer again, but this time for 52,000 yuan, and added a message: "I don’t usually celebrate Western holidays, but I’ll make an exception for you two. You can accept this one, right?"