Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness

Such generous terms, and he actually refused?

“Why? Isn’t our sincerity enough? If it is, I personally still hold 0.5% of Shark’s shares, and I can gift you half of that!”

Wang Weifeng gritted his teeth, revealing his bottom line.

At the current market value of Shark at 6 Billion Ugly Yuan, even a 0.25% share would be close to twenty million Human Yuan.

No one could resist that!

This was Wang Weifeng’s bottom line; he didn’t want to leave Shark.

Wang Weifeng knew very well that once he left Shark, everything would be over for him.

Unable to recover the company’s losses, the executives would not let him off, nor would his secret rivals. If they released just a little bit of damaging information, no company would dare to employ him.

Moreover, according to the contract, the company would also take back the shares in Wang Weifeng’s hands; then he really would have nothing left!

How would he pay the mortgage for his Tomson Riviera home?

How would he buy a new bag for his mistress?

To this day, Wang Weifeng still had no regret for his initial choice. From the platform’s interest point of view, his desire to go for a double combo meal was without a problem—after all, isn’t it what every live streaming company does?

The best way to make an employee obedient is to make them realize they are replaceable. If not, create the illusion. Lacking uniqueness, they would dare not switch jobs. Because without advantage, they would be forced to work wholeheartedly for you.

Earning a double return while also suppressing both sides’ remunerations.

That is the essence of business.

But who could anticipate that Bi Fang would not play by the rules and just walk away?

How do you counter a punch with no set pattern?

The water bubbled and boiled. Bi Fang approached the table unhurriedly and lifted the kettle.

“Mr. Wang, do you realize that you resemble someone right now? The two of you even share the last name, which gives me a feeling of transcending time and space.”

Wang Weifeng didn’t care about what Bi Fang was saying, but to play along, he still asked, “Resemble who?”

“The vice president of Wolf Fang TV, Mr. Wang Yongbo.” Bi Fang leisurely poured the boiled water, rinsed the cup to remove any dust, and poured himself a cup of hot water.

“To be honest, he doesn’t look as humanly and doggedly handsome as you do, but his character is much better than yours.”

“It was this same room, I offered him a glass of water too, and he put forth conditions I couldn’t refuse. The situation is pretty much identical. But there is a big difference between you two.”

“What difference?” Wang Weifeng grew curious.

“You are far more shameless than he is!” Bi Fang blew on the water and, realizing it was too hot, he didn’t drink it, “I actually admire you. I thought with the difficulties you faced just now, you would have left. I didn’t expect your skin to be thicker than I imagined. You endured it all; truly a talent. But I once said that I would make Shark pay the price, do you remember that?”

“What?”

Wang Weifeng looked up in shock only to see a glass smashing forcefully towards his feet. The glass shattered, sending splinters flying everywhere, and the scalding water burned his feet, making him jump.

“If you make a mistake in school, you should be made to stand by the teacher; make a mistake at work, you should be scolded by the boss. You’ve made a mistake, why shouldn’t you pay the price?”

Just because everyone does it, it is right?

Consider if Bi Fang didn’t have the System and left Shark, would he really make a name for himself?

How many hosts are like him?

How many creators are like him?

He certainly wasn’t a savior, nor did he intend to lead the weak to build an oppression-free society; he was the type who fed himself and didn’t starve his family. But having seen such unfair, naked darkness, why be indifferent? Why let them run rampant?

Why had he died trying to save a golden cat in his previous life? Was human life less valuable than that of a protected animal?

Over a thousand rangers had died in Kenya in the last decade, and who knows how many more in Huaxia each year.

What drove Bi Fang wasn’t the meager salary, but the sincerity in his heart!

Why should a platform like Shark become the leader?

Why should Wolf Fang, so dedicated to quality, suffer such a fate?

I am here to change this situation!

This is only the beginning, it’s not over yet!

Splinters scattered.

“Get lost, I don’t want to see you again!”

Wang Weifeng fell silent, knowing that today’s negotiation would fail no matter what.

His future, ruined.

Despair, like ink, seeped through Wang Weifeng’s heart.

“Which company doesn’t do it, why cling to it?”

“What did you say?” Bi Fang narrowed his eyes.

“Good content, high quality, does that guarantee it’ll catch fire? If it wasn’t for Wang Yongbo backing you, what do you think you would amount to? Do you know what live streaming relies on? Capital! If it doesn’t work this time, there will be a next. If Lu Wentao doesn’t work out, there will be someone else! Do you think the people in the desert organically grouped up? I’m telling you, this isn’t over. I will find someone; there’s always someone who values money over their life. If you go live once, I’ll send someone to mess with you once!”

Wang Weifeng’s voice grew louder and louder until it turned into a roar, his eyes bloodshot.

“Would killing me finally satisfy you? You think you can play like this and always come out alive?”

“Sooner or later, you’ll end up just like me, with nothing. No, you’ll be worse off, dead without a whole corpse!”

Wang Weifeng completely gave up on himself and began to laugh uproariously, even though he couldn’t do anything anymore, he still wanted to disgust the other person.

But as he laughed, he suddenly couldn’t make a sound anymore.

Bi Fang’s expression had changed.

Wang Weifeng instinctively took two steps back.

For some reason, Wang Weifeng suddenly remembered how the other had beaten Black Bear, killed Wolf King, as if the person before him wasn’t human, but a fierce tiger.

Bi Fang got up and weighed the stool in his hand.

Wang Weifeng swallowed, retreating another two steps.

“I told you to get lost, can’t you understand human language?”

“I’m warning you, don’t mess around, ah, this is a society governed by the rule of law! Hitting people is against the law!”

“Don’t worry, I’m a law-abiding citizen.”

Bi Fang picked up the stool nearby and smashed it down hard!

“Ah!”

“Mom, what’s happening next door?” The little boy was fiddling with the rice in his bowl when he heard a crash next door, followed by screams. He shrank his head, somewhat scared.

Seeing her husband indifferent, the landlady, worried about the furniture being damaged, couldn’t help herself: “Oh no, could they be fighting? This won’t do, I need to check.”

“Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Got a death wish or something?”

The husband tried to stop her, but the landlady had already stepped out the door. However, when she got to the room’s door, she heard the noise inside and became scared again, hesitating to knock.

Ten minutes later.

The noise inside the room slowly stopped.

At the same time, the sound of police sirens and screeching brakes could be heard in the hallway. The landlady felt relieved but suddenly realized that it wasn’t the police who had arrived…

Neat footsteps echoed.

The door was suddenly opened, causing the landlady leaning on it to almost fall over.

Bi Fang paused, but didn’t dwell on it, straightened his clothes, wiped the dust off his hands, and said to the people behind him.

“The man is inside; breaking and entering, deliberate destruction of property, make sure to take a lot of pictures. Everything inside was the last memento left by my parents, very significant to me, and now it’s all gone. Plus, I’ve been injured by him. See this arm? That’s the evidence.”

“Yes, sir! We will handle it seriously!”

Several soldiers saluted and then entered the room, taking the dispirited Wang Weifeng away, leaving only a few to gather evidence.

The landlady hiding in the corner peeked vigorously; she saw the room was a mess, like a parking lot destroyed by a tornado, or a plane that had hit a crow, a complete disaster. Everything that could be smashed was smashed, except for the walls.

But the person who just went out didn’t seem to be hurt at all, did he?

And what was that about last mementos, wasn’t everything in the room just the furnishings she provided with the rental, with maybe a few clothes at most?

Such a ruckus, she thought they were fighting, but it looked like nothing happened to either of them? And if she wasn’t mistaken, didn’t Bi Fang already have that injury on his arm from the beginning?

Thinking this, the landlady shivered.

She didn’t dare to say anything, nor did she dare to ask.

“Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Liu?” Bi Fang waved his hand in front of the landlady’s eyes.

“Ah!?” The landlady was startled, looking at Bi Fang with a trembling voice, “What… what’s the matter?”

“I smashed your furniture, I’m really sorry about that. I’ll compensate,” Bi Fang said, taking out his phone to make a transfer.

“Ah, no need, no need.”

Seeing the situation, Mrs. Liu hurriedly shook her head, not daring to accept Bi Fang’s money, but then the notification of money received came through, along with a string of numbers announced afterward.

The bewildered Mrs. Liu’s expression was priceless, from concern to fear to bewilderment.

“Is that enough?”

“Ah, yes, it’s enough.”

Mrs. Liu felt as though she had experienced a rollercoaster of emotions, even wondering if she should let Bi Fang smash a little more; how much could the broken furniture fetch? Selling it as scrap wouldn’t even be worth it.

With the matter resolved, Bi Fang turned to leave: “Alright, I don’t have anything else to take. I won’t be coming back in the future. You can rent out the room to someone else. Remember to use this money for a good renovation. The musty smell is too strong; I really can’t stand it.”

“Sure thing, sure thing.”

The overjoyed landlady didn’t quite catch what Bi Fang had said, too busy checking her balance on the phone.

Bi Fang walked downstairs, watching the jeep drive away and shook his head.

“I’ve said it before, I am a law-abiding citizen, I never lay hands on anyone.”

Three days later.

Bi Fang moved his arm after removing the bandage, planning to exercise it and get familiar with it again when the familiar electronic tone sounded once more.

The fourth mission had arrived.