Live broadcast: ++One day, Fu Liao was sitting at her computer desk in her pajamas chatting with her fans... +++ "Thank you Binbin for the rocket!" +++ "Thank you Wei for the roses!!" +++ "Wow! Thanks for the plane from Biscuit!" The next second, golden light and special effects of gifts filled her live broadcast room, and Fu Liao chose to turn a blind eye to the vest. The mobile phone next to me rang a WeChat notification: Oh no, Husband: Why don't you thank me? Husband: Don't say anything, I'll open the door and come in! Fu Liao put down his phone, his face covered with black lines, and he gritted his teeth. "Thank you to my husband for the 520 bouquets of roses..." Data analysis article: +++ "Luo Yu, tell me what you want to do with this position? Do you have any thoughts about giving someone a head?" Fu's angry little face turned red, because this man was still lying on the sofa with an indifferent look on his face. +++ "Luo Yu! What are you thinking?!" +++ "Thinking about..." +++ "How can I knock you down..." +++ "Well..."