Chapter 140: WWW......

Of course, Jiang Yun was only joking about hitting those two people with his car.

Facing the hit-and-run driver who had already fled, Jiang Yun felt not the slightest ripple of emotion.

Call the police, notify the insurance company for damage assessment, and pursue compensation—this was a procedure Jiang Yun had mastered long ago.

There was no secret to it; it was simply a matter of practice.

Seeing that Jiang Yun had personal matters to attend to, the show's director came over to thank him for helping record the post-credits scene. Jiang Yun exchanged a few polite pleasantries in return. Since he had only made a brief cameo of a few minutes, he didn't bother asking for any appearance fees or the like.

Before leaving, Xue Zhiqian, Tunshu, and the others added Jiang Yun on WeChat. Once they had departed, Jiang Yun waited on the spot for a while for the police and insurance adjusters to arrive and handle the incident. After filing the report and finalizing the damage assessment, Jiang Yun drove home.

Because he had deactivated the system's live-stream magnetic field enhancement, he didn't run into any bizarre trouble on the way home, which gave him a long-lost sense of relief. After all, who would enjoy the prospect of facing a car accident every now and then?

Upon arriving home, Jiang Yun lay on the couch and began idly scrolling through TikTok. Suddenly, his phone pinged with a WeChat notification. Jiang Yun opened it and saw a message from Fang Siqi.

"Just interrogated him and got some interesting news. Want to hear it?"

"What is it?"

"The guy didn't actually know you. It's just that the intel he's been providing over the past year has become increasingly worthless, and his handler has been cutting his operational budget, leaving him unable to cover his expenses. So, he searched for 'charity streamers' online, found you, and thought he'd come and try to scam ten thousand yuan out of you."

Jiang Yun: "..."

Huh???

Wait... what???

Since when did I become a charity streamer?

Is my money that easy to take?

Refusing to believe it, Jiang Yun opened his browser and searched.

"WWW.91..."

Damn, muscle memory.

Jiang Yun deleted the text in the search bar and searched for "Charity Streamer" instead.

The very first entry that caught his eye was: [The latest charity streamer, God-tier rich kid Brother Yun, gives away tens of thousands in cash offline during a single live stream.]

Jiang Yun: "..."

Jiang Yun looked through it carefully and realized there was a reason he had become known as a charity streamer.

There were plenty of streamers on TikTok giving away prizes—in fact, there were many. But even for the big streamers, the prizes were usually items like iPhones or Huawei tablets, not cash. Even when they did give cash, it was usually only a few hundred or a thousand yuan. It wasn't that there were no ten-thousand-yuan giveaways, but they always came with tasks attached; rarely were there unconditional, large cash prizes.

Most importantly, their method of giving away prizes was through "lucky bags." With tens or even hundreds of thousands of people fighting for a single bag, there was no chance of actually winning one! Plus, were there really so few streamers who collected the lucky bag entries but never actually sent out the prizes?

And what about Jiang Yun’s stream? Ten thousand yuan for a live-stream challenge, ten thousand for an offline challenge—and he could even raise the price—with almost no entry barriers. And it was always an on-the-spot cash transfer.

Combined with the massive popularity of his stream... naturally, the title of "Charity Streamer" fell upon Jiang Yun.

The spy he ran into today had seen these types of clickbait news stories, thought Jiang Yun's money was easy to get, and showed up without doing any research. That was what triggered the magnetic field passive between Jiang Yun and Fang Siqi...

*Knock, knock, knock!*

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a knock at his door. Jiang Yun went to open it and found Mozi.

"Brother Yun, we're learning how to make crispy fried pork today and wanted to invite you over to taste it." Mozi said with a smile.

"Crispy fried pork?" Jiang Yun raised an eyebrow. "Sichuan style?"

Mozi nodded. "Yeah, want to try some?"

"Sure!" Jiang Yun agreed.

Are you kidding? Could any Sichuan or Chongqing native ever refuse freshly fried Sichuan-style crispy pork? In any case, Jiang Yun couldn't refuse at all.

"Then come over to my place. Everyone is there; it should be hitting the oil any second now."

"Alright."

Jiang Yun followed Mozi to her place. As soon as the door opened, he saw Sister Tuo busy in the kitchen.

"Yo, you actually managed to invite Brother Yun over?" Sister Tuo teased Mozi.

Hearing this, Mozi laughed and said, "You were the one who said your crispy fried pork is the most authentic in all of Chengdu. I’m not from Chengdu, so of course I have to find a real local to be the judge."

With that, Mozi turned to Jiang Yun and said, "Brother Yun, don't be polite later. You have to give Sister Tuo a harsh critique on her cooking."

Hearing this, Jiang Yun nodded with a smile. "Don't worry, I won't hold back."

*Sizzle~*

At that moment, the sound of fresh meat hitting the hot oil echoed from the kitchen. Jiang Yun walked over to watch. He saw Sister Tuo skillfully using chopsticks to pick up the battered strips of meat and drop them into the oil.

"Tsk, very practiced. You actually know how to cook?" Jiang Yun said with a smile.

Hearing Jiang Yun's praise, Sister Tuo tilted her head slightly. "Are you kidding? Who do you think I am? Of course I can handle both the living room and the kitchen! Did you think I was some delicate flower who never touches water?"

"Not at all. I just thought you were like Mozi." Jiang Yun gestured to Mozi's somewhat messy room. "This place is as chaotic as a pigsty; it perfectly fits my impression of a female streamer."

Seeing Jiang Yun suddenly bring her up, Mozi defended herself: "That's different. This is both my home and my studio, so it's normal for it to be a bit messy. You haven't been to Dai Zong's place—that's truly messy. Compared to her, my place is quite neat."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes~"

Jiang Yun nodded perfunctorily, then looked around and asked, "How come it's just the two of you? Where's your boyfriend? And why isn't Tuntun, who is always inseparable from you guys, here?"

Mozi explained, "My boyfriend had something to do in Shanghai today, and Tuntun has to stream tonight, so she didn't come."

Sister Tuo added from the side, "I'm on vacation for a few days, so I came back to Chengdu to visit Dai Zong. Since she's recording a show today, I came over to hang out with Mozi."

"I see..." Jiang Yun nodded.

Actually, he had been quite curious about why Sister Tuo was in Chengdu, as this host was usually based in Shanghai.

"No tournaments lately?" Jiang Yun asked curiously. In his impression, the Summer Split regular season should be happening right now.

Sister Tuo, busy with the cooking, shrugged. "There are still a few Summer Split games left, but I wasn't on the schedule for the past few days, so I just came back."

Jiang Yun understood. Hosts worked based on schedules, after all.

"By the way, Brother Yun, I remember you used to be a streamer in the League of Legends section. Have you ever been to see a match in person?" Sister Tuo asked, looking up at Jiang Yun.