Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

Song Qingyou's mind was filled with 'profit'.

Jiang Zhihan had mixed feelings, and after a while he asked with a cold face:

"Aren't you afraid of not meeting the target?"

"Afraid." Song Qingyou frowned, "But I am more confident than afraid."

Jiang Zhihan remained silent.

He even guessed what Song Qingyou would say.

If I wasn't confident, I wouldn't have jumped into a flash flood to save people!

Jiang Zhihan's silence surprised Song Qingyou.

She couldn't help but say: "Mr. Jiang is such a good person."

Jiang Zhihan was inexplicably dealt the good guy card, and Jiang Zhihan was confused.

Song Qingyou chuckled.

"Because if it were anyone else, if they heard me say that the profit from betting would be ten times the profit, they would definitely agree without hesitation. I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to ask again and again..."

Halfway through, Song Qingyou's eyes narrowed slightly, as if with a cold light:

"Of course, I don't rule out that Mr. Jiang has ulterior motives, or that he has something to do with me..."

The words 'other origins' haven't been spoken yet.

Jiang Zhihan said in a deep voice: "Fang Yan told you that I am your fan."

If Song Qingyou continues to brainstorm, sooner or later he will be dragged towards Zhizhi.

Jiang Zhihan has never doubted Song Qingyou's IQ.

So I can only find this excuse to stall.

And Song Qingyou blinked, "I thought Assistant Fang just said it casually, but I didn't expect it to be true?"

Of course it was said casually!

Jiang Zhihan, who was thinking this in his heart, hummed without changing his expression.

Then he quickly changed the topic: "Why don't you take advantage of the fact that you are an artist and a fan and ask me for mercy?"

Jiang Zhihan did think so.

And he also plans to agree

——As Song Qingyou’s reward for raising Zhizhi.

He never expected that what he was waiting for would be a gambling agreement.

Song Qingyou asked tentatively: "If I do this, will Jiang always agree?"

Jiang Zhihan: "Yes."

"In that case -" Song Qingyou said thoughtfully.

Jiang Zhihan thought she had figured it out and wanted to destroy the gambling agreement.

As a result, the next second, the agreement was pushed closer to Jiang Zhihan.

"Then Mr. Jiang wouldn't mind signing this gambling agreement, right?"

Their eyes met, Jiang Zhihan subconsciously became serious:

"As far as I know, the most profitable drama currently has an investment of 30 million, but it didn't make 300 million until three years later."

"Song Qingyou, the gambling agreement is not a house game."

It doesn’t mean that you can earn as much as you earn.

Liying Venture Capital is Jiang Zhihan's personal company. Whether Song Qingyou signs the agreement or not, he will help her take care of it.

But the question is, what if one day Song Qingyou signs such a fool-like agreement with others?

No businessman will show mercy.

Jiang Zhihan still had a cold face when he said this.

However, Song Qingyou inexplicably saw some concern on the other person's face.

She couldn't help but murmur in her heart: Could this person really be a fan of hers?

After thinking about it, Song Qingyou's attitude softened:

"I'm very grateful to Mr. Jiang for his concern, but again, I have confidence in myself."

The drama Jiang Zhihan was talking about was broadcast when the Internet platform was just emerging, so it naturally couldn't make ten times the profit within a year.

But things are different now. With an investment of 10 million, "Xian Mo Lu" has achieved more than five times its revenue in just a few months thanks to its high playback volume.

Song Qingyou's confidence was never based on boasting about Haikou.

Jiang Zhihan looked at her confident smile, helpless and at the same time, he subconsciously chose to believe.

So he signed and said:

"If the ten-fold return is not achieved, you do not need to repay it. You only need to give me 30% of the equity of Shengshi Entertainment to pay off the debt."

Shengshi has just started, and the entire company is not worth much money.

Not to mention only taking 30%.

Song Qingyou tilted her head: "Eh? Why?"

Jiang Zhihan said with a hint of smile, "Just think of it as a meeting gift from me."

A meeting gift or something——

Song Qingyou just wanted to say that she would return the gift.

When Jiang Zhihan closed his eyes, his whole body had a tendency to pounce forward.

Song Qingyou was shocked and quickly put her arms around his shoulders.

Jiang Zhihan turned to look at her and suddenly grabbed her hand.

At the moment when he lost consciousness, the clock showed exactly 11:00.

"Mr. Jiang?"

Song Qingyou accidentally hugged the person into her arms. Feeling the burning heat, it was wrong to leave, and it was wrong not to leave.

"Mr. Jiang?"

"Jiang Zhihan?"

After calling several times but the person didn't respond, Song Qingyou simply pulled out her hand and took a breath.

Well, okay, still alive.

Song Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief, and unexpectedly leaned into his ear: "Jiang Zhihan? Zhizhi?"

Thinking that her cat was still in the pet hospital, Song Qingyou didn't want to wait for Jiang Zhihan to wake up, so she shouted outside:

"Assistant Fang! Mr. Jiang fainted!"

Fang Yan, who was very close to the reception room, rushed in immediately.

When he saw the two hugging each other, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"It was more like he was asleep than passed out."

"Is this also the sequelae of the car accident?"

Fang Yan stepped forward and said, "That's right. Please keep this matter confidential, Ms. Song."

Song Qingyou nodded, "I'm not a talkative person... Mr. Jiang signed on the table. I will contact Assistant Fang directly for any follow-up matters."

Seeing Fang Yan trying to carry Jiang Zhihan on his back, Song Qingyou went over to help, and received a call from Chen Lan.

"Hello?"

"Zhizhi is awake?"

"Okay, I'll be there right away!"

Compared to Jiang Zhihan, whom I just met, of course my cat is more important!

"Assistant Fang, I'm sorry, I have something to leave first."

Song Qingyou slipped away very fast.

Fang Yan was left with a sudden realization: It turns out that Song Qingyou doesn't have that kind of interest in his boss!

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Pet Hospital.

Jiang Zhihan opened his eyes, a little worried about Song Qingyou's situation.

Seeing that he was listless, Chen Lan took cat food and a cat tea stick to tease the cat.

As a result, the other cats became more active after being teased, but Zhizhi was still sitting upright, motionless.

Several nurses on the side gathered around.

"Zhizhi is so good!"

"This isn't called being good, it's called being dignified, right? It's very stressful to be stared at by it."

"If the hospital didn't allow it, I would have taken a few photos."

The rustling sounds of a group of people made Jiang Zhihan frown.

Fortunately, Song Qingyou came quickly.

"Zhizhi."

As soon as she walked in, she stretched out her hand towards Jiang Zhihan.

The tacit understanding cultivated by one person and one cat prompted Jiang Zhihan to run towards the other party without even thinking.

Song Qingyou thanked several nurses and asked Chen Lan about Zhizhi's situation.

"The doctor said he just fell asleep and there were no other problems."

Chen Lan also wondered why Zhizhi couldn't wake up when he fell asleep.

Song Qingyou had expected it and didn't say anything.

After returning home and saying goodbye to Chen Lan, she touched the cat's head and muttered:

"Speaking of which, Jiang Zhihan seems to have just fallen asleep..."

Even if the words 'just like Zhizhi' were not spoken, Jiang Zhihan's whole cat froze.

It wasn't until he was sure that Song Qingyou was just mentioning it casually without going into details that he sat down on the sofa and thought to himself.

——It would be best for him not to meet Song Qingyou until he discovers the pattern of waking hours.