Chapter 90 Some people's lives are very 'precious'

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

After hearing what Mr. Liang said, the middle-aged man did not mention any difficulties and agreed straightforwardly.

Although Mr. Liang retired from a department-level position in the education department and could barely be considered his old leader, Mr. Liang's son was currently one of the top three in Yangcheng. No one could deny him face, and Director He, who was the head of a department, did not dare to deny him face.

"Ah."

Nodding, Mr. Liang smiled and took out his mobile phone, scanned the code to pay for the meal, and said to Liu Xude who came after hearing the news: "Boss, he will help your two children complete the admission procedures. If you have any problems in the future, just call me."

After saying that, Mr. Liang wrote his phone number on a note and left leisurely.

"Hey, uncle"

Liu Xude, who had just been called from the kitchen by his wife, was a little confused. When he was about to ask for clarification, he saw the other party got into a black Red Flag car and left.

What about admission procedures? His two children haven’t even found a junior high school yet.

Liu Xude doesn't want his children to go to an ordinary junior high school. Recently, he has been asking around where he can take the exams, and he wants to take his two children there to try.

He failed the college entrance examination that year and knew the importance of studying. He must not let his children lose at the starting line.

"Boss Liu, right? I have written down the information of the two children. You can take them to the principal's office of the High School Affiliated to East China Normal University to register tomorrow."

After briefly learning about the situation of the two children, Director He smiled and talked about the follow-up arrangements.

As a famous junior high school in Guangzhou, the Affiliated High School of East China Normal University had very limited places. But after Mr. Liang spoke up, the places were not limited at all.

"Okay, thank you, thank you. What's your name?"

When Liu Xude heard the name of East China Normal University High School, his eyes narrowed and he asked the other party's name nervously.

The other party must be of high status to be able to arrange a registration place in a prestigious school so easily.

"I work for the provincial education department. If you have any problems with your child's studies, you can call me directly."

He also gave a number, and after the other party wrote it down, Director He said a few more words before driving away in his own car.

Having just received a call from Mr. Liang, he didn't dare to come in the office car, so he changed to his own Volkswagen.

After seeing off the Education Department leader with many thanks, Liu Xude returned to the hotel, still a little confused.

"Ade, is what the other party said true?"

Seeing Liu Xude coming back, his wife asked, her eyes full of anticipation.

She has been running around these days for her child's junior high school. She also knows that the High School Affiliated to East China Normal University is a famous school in the whole of Guangzhou, and many people try their best to get in.

"I'm not sure, but no one would joke about this. Tomorrow morning, I'll take Lanlan and Agui to the High School Affiliated to South China Normal University to take a look."

Liu Xude had no way of being sure about this and could only take his child to check it out tomorrow.

At the same time, Liu Xude's sister Liu Caihe, who worked at the Women's Federation in her hometown town, received a call after dinner. She nodded yes repeatedly, her face full of surprise and surprise.

She didn't expect that she, a powerless director of the Women's Federation, would suddenly become the deputy director of the county office. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a pie in the sky or a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

Liu Caihe, who had worked in the unit for nearly 20 years, did not make this matter public, nor did she tell anyone else, including her husband who shared the same bed with her.

Liu Caihe will not feel relieved until she goes to the county tomorrow to officially accept the appointment.
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"Forehead."

In the afternoon when he arrived in Moxico, Li Qiyue got up from the arms of the exotic beauty stewardess, stretched himself, picked up his phone and checked the Douyin platform for the first time.

At this time, the Chinese time displayed on the mobile phone was 9:30 pm. Li Qiyue thought that the live broadcast room of the underworld had ended and was a little disappointed, but unexpectedly, a reminder message suddenly popped up on the screen.

The live broadcast room of the underworld just started broadcasting today!
"Good evening, my friends."

The live broadcast started two and a half hours late. After Huang Yang opened the live broadcast room, he greeted the nearly 10,000 viewers who flocked into the room as usual.

[User 'Fen Tu Nian Dian Wan Hu Hou' rewarded the anchor with 1000 Douyin No. 1s! ] [User 'Want to fly' rewarded the anchor with 100 Douyin No. 1s! ]

[User 'Bai Jie's Moonlight' rewarded the anchor with 100 Douyin No. 1! ]

[User 'Be Your Own Queen' rewarded the anchor with 10 Douyin No. 1s! ]

[User 'Waiting for a Rain' rewarded the anchor with 10 Douyin No. 1! ]

[User '炒饭的爸爸' gave the anchor 10 Douyin No. 1s! ]

Before Huang Yang could say a few words, the live broadcast room was flooded with large rewards, which also allowed the old fans to see the value of the underworld anchor, who is by no means comparable to those anchors who sell goods or just touch the line.

“Thanks to several friends for the reward.”

Seeing everyone so enthusiastic, Huang Yang thanked several friends one by one, showed them the 11 existing ghosts in the underworld, and gave the 10 Yin Yuan to Wei Wuji who was unwilling to video chat with his sister.

He knew very well that most of the relatives of these ghosts were watching the video. As a conscientious anchor, Huang Yang naturally had to provide good after-sales service.

Among them, Huang Yang paid special attention to the netizen named "Fried Rice's Dad". The other party's real identity was Liu Xude, the half-protagonist of last night. Presumably, the effect of Yin De's feedback would be very quick.

[User '安得广沙' gave the anchor 10000 Douyin No. 1! ]

It’s just that the enthusiasm tonight was a bit exaggerated. Huang Yang had just finished talking about a few old friends when a reward of tens of millions came in.

Huang Yang quickly pulled up the other party's information and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. It seemed that the other party was the business tycoon with the best career path since he started live streaming.

However, it seems that the other party is in a bad condition.

When Huang Yang saw the cost of curing the other party, he couldn't help but frowned. The six-digit number was a bit exaggerated.

According to the lifespan of mortals, the Yin Yuan consumed is basically no more than a thousand. Li Qiyue is worth hundreds of billions, which is only 1 Yin Yuan. The life of this business tycoon is too expensive.

After searching further, Huang Yang finally saw the problem.

Afterwards, Huang Yang connected with the business tycoon who gave the reward while introducing him to the more than 1 netizens in the live broadcast room: "The number one guy who just gave 1 rewards to Douyin No. , I believe many people have used the products he invested in, but few people know him personally."

As he was talking, the video connection was successful, and a middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair on the other side greeted the anchor: "Hello, anchor."

"Boss Wu, good evening."

Huang Yang nodded in response and smiled as he mentioned the other person's condition: "I have a general understanding of your rheumatoid arthritis and some of the reasons behind it."

"Please tell me clearly, host."

Hearing the other party reveal his identity, Wu Guangxiao subconsciously sat up straight and looked at the other party seriously.

Over the years, he sought medical treatment everywhere and visited many internationally renowned medical institutions, but there were not many good ways to treat rheumatoid arthritis, a "chronic and terminal disease". He often woke up in pain at night, and it felt like his bones were worn out and he was in excruciating pain.

In this world, there are terminal illnesses that cannot be cured even with money.

Last night, Wu Guangxiao received a report call from a manager under Douyin. He confirmed the authenticity of the crash of flight ZZ345 without any casualties. So, with the mentality of giving it a try, he came to the underworld anchor for help.

As for the 1000 million reward just now, it was nothing to him, just one or two days' income.

"In addition to being inherited, Mr. Wu's illness is also caused by the low level of virtue of his ancestors, which has been fed back to you. If Mr. Wu were just an ordinary person, this type of rheumatism would be considered mild at best, but Mr. Wu had amazing fortune in the first half of his life, and his wealth far exceeds that of ordinary people, so the backlash he suffered must be extraordinary. In fact, in another six months, Mr. Wu will be unable to walk, and after that he will have to lie in bed for the rest of his life."

Considering the amount of reward given by the other party, Huang Yang spoke very honestly.

"I don't know, what can I do, host?"

Hearing that the future situation described by the other party was similar to what authoritative doctors abroad said, Wu Guangxiao asked with some anticipation.

However, one thing that no one expected was that his current illness was actually caused by the low merits of his ancestors.

At this time, Wu Guangxiao couldn't help but place all his hopes on the other party. After all, this anchor could save people from danger and naturally could cure difficult and complicated diseases.

(End of this chapter)