"From the Jun family?" Jun Wan raised her eyebrows, "Take it over and let me take it."

She was flipping through the information page.

really.

It is owned by the Jun family.

It seems that the interests of the live broadcast industry make Mrs. Jun unable to sit still.

"This old lady is so old that she is quite ambitious. Who is the company's head?"

The live broadcast company is also larger than hers.

After all, it is under the name of the group.

"Jun Xinxin." Xie Hou looked at Jun Wan carefully again, "What should I do?"

"What should we do? We will promote ours." Jun Wan said calmly: "Every day there are new companies. Even if they are not from the Jun family, there are also from the Li family's Wang family. We can do our own."

As soon as I heard this, I had a clear idea.

I'm afraid that Jun Wan will be concerned about her sister.

Now it seems that even sisters are directly fighting head-on and not afraid at all in the shopping mall.

Jun Wan glanced at the three words Jun Xinxin written on the column of the person in charge.

She was in a bit complicated, but she felt complicated for the "original owner".

This is the only sister in the Jun family who treats her well, and she is not just likes her well.

Whenever it is approached with purpose, it will look like a thorn in her throat when she thinks about it.

And don't mention this one.

Just the words Qian Ruoxue said that day, "Why do you say Ji Linbai is sick?" is enough that Jun Wan has completely lost her favor for Jun Xinxin.

Compared with Jun Xinxin's hypocrisy, she admires Qian Ruoxue's directness more.

Facts also prove that my brother's vision is correct. Qian Ruoxue is much more cute and sincere than Jun Xinxin.

She should be glad that she has not had any affection for Jun Xinxin for so many years.

What is the thought of a person who can curse himself to "love" and get sick well?

"I have never competed with Jun Xinxin." Jun Wan murmured to herself.

Jun Yun and Old Lady Jun have fought.

You can ignore the fight against the Five Slags like Jun Yun.

Jun Xinxin should be difficult to deal with.

But she wasn't afraid either.

While thinking, Jun Wan walked to the door of a new anchor and looked inside.

Everyone has their own special live broadcast room. Although it is not big, the sound insulation effect is very good.

After the company's development stabilizes, we will be able to recruit a large number of anchors who work at home.

Take it step by step.

However, as soon as Jun Wan's idea came out, she saw the new anchor. I wonder if it was because he was too nervous that he made frequent mistakes after Jun Wan came over.

He is a different approach, not singing or dancing, but carving.

All kinds of flowers, carrots, white radish, Chinese cabbage, etc. can be carved.

The main focus is on the comfort of eye that heals and treats obsessive-compulsive disorder.

He is even more skilled in knife skills, but he didn't expect the boss to come and see him.

The boy became nervous all of a sudden. He originally wanted to use a carving knife to increase the fun and ornamentality.

Who knew that it was a mistake.

The blade almost wiped his artery and cut it, scaring the man's cold sweat.

The knife fell on the ground, looking at the cold light so scary.

The key is that this person’s live broadcast room was tested and the results were good. He just spent money to attract a lot of traffic from various channels. The number of viewers is still rising.

As a result, the audience saw the live broadcast accident as soon as they came in, and they were all very happy.

【What a broken thing?】

【That’s it????】

[Waste my time, bye bye, any broken software.]

【Bad reviews and bad reviews!】

[Hahaha, can this anchor recruit such a technology?]

The male anchor's face turned red, and his tender little look was very helpless at this moment. He messed up the matter when he went to work the first day.

His eyes were decayed.

The boss must blame him.

He was holding a half-carved white radish in his hand, and a hibiscus was about to take shape, but in fact it was very exquisitely carved.

But the audience only sees the moment you fail.

[Switch people! If you don’t know how to do it, get out and be an anchor.]

[Also a new anchor is new, but not as good as the new anchor in Junsheng Live, and he is more handsome than you.]

[Junsheng Live I know that the software I just downloaded today is so delicious.]

Needless to say, Junsheng Live is the one Jun Xinxin is managing now.

The audience was about to stand up in anger.

But a figure suddenly appeared in front of the camera. The camera could only capture her bent down, then her hair scattered, and finally she suddenly stood up, and she could only see her slender and fair hands.

Jun Wan's hands are really beautiful, white and slender, and her finger bones seem to be polished. They are beautiful, milky white and have no bones until the bottom. The fingertips are rosy. When you rub them gently, it seems like you want to bring out water.

【I can do this!】

【kindness!!!!】

Is this going to be a replacement?

Before everyone could react, they saw Jun Wan holding the dagger and stumble up and down. After she became familiar with the weight, the dagger seemed to have suddenly survived!

The sharp blade avoided the skin on Jun Wan's fingers, and flexibly turned her fingers to the palm, and then cut them out from the palm.

Everyone only saw the silver-white blade cutting the air and their field of vision, and the afterimages and white lights were drawn.

This is the real knives playing.

The blade presses the fingers over without any trace.

【!!!!!!】

【This is really playing with a knife!】

[Sister, sister, look at me, sister touch **!]

【I want my sister to press her throat with a dagger ~】

Jun Wan took a look at the comments.

Sure enough, I was not as angry as before.

She looked at the boy and whispered, "Don't be nervous."

She knew that she had arrived and made him miss her hands. She chuckled and said in a low voice: "I won't eat you again."

The boy's face suddenly became popular.

Jun Wan deliberately lowered the sound, and only he could hear it.

The audience only saw that the hand had enough of the knife, then pressed the hilt of the fingertips and threw it forward.

The tip of the knife was soaked in half the radish that the boy was still holding.

"You keep going, it's okay." Jun Wan inserted one hand into her pocket. Seeing that the live broadcast room did not scold the boy, she signaled the boy to turn off the sound, and said softly: "Explain the reason for the mistake."

The boy nodded blankly.

Then Jun Wan went out.

Turning his head, he saw a large golden explosion of light on the screen.

Yachts, fireworks, airplanes...

They all brushed it off.

【Who is it! Tell me who that person is!】

[Which anchor, I want to watch her live broadcast, I want to give my little heart to my sister (????)]
To be continued...