My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 777: The Great Campaign Battle of the Little Dragon Babies 2
Xi Lei acted swiftly, snagging the first spot.
Ye Jingzhe didn’t compete with the girls, so he let Su Chaoyang take second place, not minding being last himself.
After Si Mingjing finished her speech, she saw the children also wanting to greet the people of Mu Continent. She waved them over, allowing them to improvise as they wished.
「On the other side, in Shendu of Mu Continent.」
Ye Nianbai, Bo Fengyin, and Lu Xiangru—the three little treasures—were sitting on the sofa, watching their mother’s speech throughout.
Bo Leng and Lou Manman, along with their children, were also sitting on the living room sofa watching the TV.
At that moment, Xi Lei, Su Chaoyang, and Ye Jingzhe appeared on screen, wishing the nation a Happy New Year. The image caught Bo Leng’s attention. His eyes narrowed, stormy and dark undertones arose in their depths, and a cold breath escaped his nostrils.
Lou Manman, seeing her cold-hearted Demon King’s mood was off, asked, "What are you throwing a temper about during the New Year’s celebration?"
Bo Leng didn’t respond.
He really disliked such petty calculations from those who benefited from their advantageous positions!
These opportunities to appear before the national public were available only to Xi Lei, Su Chaoyang, and Ye Jingzhe, which was quite unfair to the three little dragon cubs by his side. If it was a fair competition, then everyone should be treated equally!
Bo Leng opened the WeChat group.
He rarely spoke in the group, but that night he posted a single, mocking word: "Heh!!!"
No one responded in the group.
The WeChat group was unusually quiet tonight, as if no one had seen the word Bo Leng posted.
Later, Lu Jinyi sent a large red envelope in the group.
Gone in seconds!
Lu Jinyi cursed in the group, "Damn it, I thought everyone had fallen asleep, but it turns out no one was. Why is no one talking?"
Sheng Liuyun replied, "Busy grabbing red envelopes, who has time to talk? Don’t bother me with New Year’s pleasantries tonight. If you want to talk, bring your own red envelope!"
Lu Jinyi said, "I’m watching Mingjing’s livestream. It’s a pity my Little Xiangru isn’t here, otherwise she could have wished the people a Happy New Year like Jingzhe did. Did you see the bullet comments? People are saying Little Chaoyang is so cute they could die!"
Xi Jinrong commented in the group, "Aren’t there more people praising my Leilei? Saying he’s spirited and lively, and that he looks as if he’s carved from the same mold as Mo Yinhe, sure to outshine the original."
Si Lisao didn’t engage in pointless chatter in the group; instead, he checked the popularity rankings for the little dragon cubs and discovered that Jingzhe’s popularity had soared after greeting the public during the livestream that evening.
He was the most prudent child, every action revealing his potential to become a successor.
Si Lisao had always been most satisfied with Ye Jingzhe, barely able to find any fault with him.
It was after opening the popularity rankings that Bo Leng became livid!
Although they were all his nephews, the ones raised by his side naturally felt closer. Bo Leng couldn’t bear to see the other children being clever, leaving the three kids by his side in the dust—especially Bo Fengyin, whom he had personally nurtured.
With a cold expression, Bo Leng pondered for a while before deciding to record a New Year’s greeting for each of the three children by his side and post it on Weibo.
However, it was too late now, so he planned to post it tomorrow morning, letting the children think about their New Year greetings first.
Bo Leng commanded sternly, "Think carefully; it has to be better than what they said tonight!"
Bo Fengyin and Lu Xiangru both understood what he meant.
Only Ye Nianbai was confused, Isn’t giving New Year’s greetings just wishing prosperity and asking for red envelopes?
Bo Leng did have his biases and hadn’t explained the significance of a proper New Year’s greeting to Ye Nianbai. Securing him an opportunity to give such a greeting was the last favor he, as an uncle, could do for him.
So, while the other little dragon cubs secretly competed to win over the public’s affection, Ye Nianbai’s approach was novel. He recorded a short video—its content simple.
The adorably cool Little Dragon shook his sparkly little Dragon Horns, then clasped his hands in a New Year’s greeting, saying to the camera, "Wishing you prosperity! Now, hand over the red envelopes! Little Master is here to wish all the brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, grandpas and grandmas a Happy New Year! I’ve already posted my red envelope QR code on my Weibo, so make sure to send Little Master a red envelope. Not sending one means you don’t love me, but sending one will bring you some of Little Master’s good fortune~~"
The fortune of this Little Dragon sounded pretty tempting!
In Mu Continent, the belief was in dragons, and who didn’t want a touch of dragon’s aura during the New Year’s celebration?
Bo Leng sat nearby, his mouth twitching slightly, his hand covering his face, unable to bear the sight. Had this kid never seen money before?
But Ye Nianbai was super happy!
Because his WeChat kept alerting him that people were transferring money to him!
Some transferred a thousand, others two thousand, some a few hundred, and there were even those who sent ten thousand. Although most only sent tens of yuan, with so many people, if each person gave him even just one yuan, he could count money until his hands went soft!
The little guy, eyes lighting up at the sight of money, jumped up and down with excitement, "WOW! WOW! Little Master is rich, Little Master is rich!"
Bo Fengyin and Lu Xiangru, who had painstakingly prepared their speeches and rehearsed them over and over again: "..."
"No way!"
Bo Fengyin was green with envy; he wanted to post a QR code on his own Weibo too!
Little Dragon Fengyin was pretty good at math.
He calculated that with Mu Continent’s population of two billion people, if each person gave just one yuan, that would be two billion yuan!
What did two billion even mean? Little Dragon Fengyin only received less than ten thousand yuan a month in pocket money from his uncle! 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
But before he could act, his uncle shot him a cold glare, as imposing as Mount Tai.
Even if Bo Fengyin had ten thousand times the courage, he wouldn’t dare let his eyes light up at the prospect of money; otherwise, his uncle would surely toss him into a volcano for a complete overhaul!
Little Dragon Fengyin’s face was full of frustration, and he could only continue to watch as Ye Nianbai collected red envelopes until his hands grew tired!
An hour later, Ye Nianbai was so happy he ran around the yard.
He didn’t need to count; a glance at his WeChat statement made it clear. In just one hour, he had received two hundred million yuan in transferred red envelopes, and that was just in a single hour!
Three hours later, the total of his transferred red envelopes had reached eight hundred million yuan!
Five hours later, the total was one and a half billion yuan!
Eight hours later, the total had astonishingly risen to three billion yuan!
By evening, the amount had soared to five billion yuan!
What did this even mean?
Even Bo Leng couldn’t help but marvel that this kid had taken such an unorthodox approach, his popularity instantly surpassing all the other little dragon cubs!
This little guy would take a screenshot of his total transferred red envelopes every hour and post it on Weibo, sparking a trend among the public.
Not only did the people of Mu Continent send him red envelopes, but citizens of Atlantis did too.
Ye Nianbai knew he had received too many red envelopes.
When the total of transferred red envelopes rose to 6.6666 billion yuan, the little guy deleted his QR code from Weibo. He then posted, expressing that he only wanted 66.6 million yuan for himself. He planned to use the remaining 6.6 billion yuan to establish the Xiaobai Charity Fund, gaining both fame and fortune!
Consequently, people said they had participated in a 6.6 billion yuan charity event, which was truly an act of accumulating good fortune!
