Chapter 71: Is This Going Too Far?
Jiang Yun’s act of sending gifts in Salted Fish’s livestream didn’t cause much of a stir.
After all, Salted Fish ended the stream right after finishing the spicy hotpot she was eating.
Once offline, Salted Fish edited together a video of her experience buying the spicy hotpot that day. Finding the whole thing rather amusing, she immediately posted it on her own account after the video was finished.
Very soon, netizens who knew Jiang Yun figured out why he had sent so many gifts to Salted Fish.
“When Salted Fish stuck her chopsticks into Yunzi’s fried noodles, my brain short-circuited a little.”
“Even though it was just a brief shot, I could still spot the confusion on Yunzi’s face.”
“I was wondering why Yunzi would send Salted Fish three million diamonds’ worth of gifts—it turns out he felt guilty about scamming a kid out of a hundred bucks.”
“And he has the nerve to call us bored adults—Yunzi, you didn’t hesitate at all when taking a kid’s money!”
“Shocking! A well-known influencer with millions of followers actually scams children for money!”
“That kid’s hundred yuan was well spent—it got her a hundred carnivals in return!”
“…”
As she read through the comments, Salted Fish suddenly realized that the guy she’d taken fried noodles from earlier was none other than Yunzi, who had just gifted her a hundred carnivals!
Meanwhile, Jiang Yun, tagged repeatedly by fans, also saw the video Salted Fish had just posted.
He left a comment under her latest post:
[Mo Zhaoxing really is a silly kid.]
The moment Jiang Yun’s comment appeared, a swarm of fans gathered to reply.
“Yunzi, how does it feel to scam a kid? Does your conscience keep you awake at night?”
“Yunzi: Who could have guessed? I was just messing around, but she actually gave me a hundred yuan—I was stunned.”
“Why haven’t you started your stream yet? Planning to be late again?”
“Traded a hundred carnivals for a hundred yuan—does that feel good?”
“Yunzi, I can give you a hundred bucks too. Will you send me a hundred carnivals?”
“…”
Ignoring the silly replies, Jiang Yun closed the app after commenting. He didn’t have to stream today, so he could finally rest early and adjust his sleep schedule.
...
At seven the next morning, Jiang Yun actually woke up at a normal hour for once.
His first stop was the dealership to check on his Audi, which had been in an accident.
The staff informed him that the damage was fairly serious and repairs would take some time.
After that, Jiang Yun went to the traffic police station to collect the accident liability report and handed it to the insurance company so they could handle the rest—after all, he wasn’t a professional in these matters.
By the time he finished all this, it was already noon. Jiang Yun grabbed some takeout and headed home, ready to start his live stream for the day.
As usual, Jiang Yun began his broadcast by eating—a way to pad out the stream time.
His audience, by now, was perfectly used to this routine.
“You’re padding the stream again, aren’t you?”
“You’re the most uncommitted streamer on all of Douyin, hands down.”
“Late by a full twelve hours today. I’m not even going to bother asking for an apology anymore.”
“Bored adult—how’s it feel scamming a kid out of a hundred bucks?”
“Look who it is—the so-called bored adult who felt guilty after scamming a kid and sent a hundred carnivals in return!”
“…”
By the time Jiang Yun finished eating, his stream had already drawn 270,000 viewers.
Noticing the number, Jiang Yun smacked his lips and said, “You people really have nothing better to do. It’s midday, and instead of eating lunch, you’re watching me eat.”
With that, Jiang Yun opened up the voice chat requests: “Alright, it’s been two days since we did this—let’s see what you all have prepared for me.”
Hearing the return of this familiar segment, the viewers instantly grew excited. In an instant, thousands of requests flooded in.
“Whoa, that many? Don’t disappoint me.”
Raising his eyebrows, Jiang Yun accepted one of the requests.
“Hey, hey, hey! Whoever’s brave enough, step up and face me!”
“Hello? Yunzi, can you hear me?”
This time, the caller was a female fan, her voice carrying a hint of mature confidence.
“Loud and clear. So, what have you got for me? You dared to request a chat, so hand over your performance and let me see what you’ve got!”
Jiang Yun’s tone was full of swagger.
“Sorry, Yunzi, I don’t really have a performance. I just wanted to ask you a question.”
Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Jiang Yun’s lips. “What’s up? Relationship problems? Go on, let me laugh a bit.”
“Uh… I suppose you could call it a relationship problem.”
“Oh?”
Jiang Yun’s grin only widened.
The viewers immediately caught on to the meaning behind his smile.
“Relationship problem? Come on, that’s always just a setup!”
“Nine out of ten so-called relationship issues are just setups for jokes!”
“Relationship problems? My advice is break up!”
“Either pregnancy or breakup! And if that doesn’t work, just go full fantasy!”
“…”
At that moment, the female fan asked Jiang Yun, “Yunzi, I’m not that young anymore, and I want to find someone suitable to marry. But for some reason, my matchmaking journey has been rocky. I wanted you to give me some perspective from a man’s point of view—is there something wrong with my criteria or my standards?”
“Alright, go ahead,” Jiang Yun nodded.
“I’m 29. I don’t like men younger than me, so I want a partner between 30 and 35. Is that unreasonable?”
Jiang Yun shook his head. “Not at all. Most men prefer younger women anyway—your standard is perfectly reasonable, even a plus in some eyes.”
“I work in the capital, and I’ve bought an apartment inside the Third Ring outright. So I want my partner to also have a fully paid apartment within the Third Ring. Is that too much?”
“Not at all. That’s perfectly reasonable—being equally matched and all.”
“I own an entry-level luxury German car worth over three hundred thousand yuan, so I want my partner to have a car bought outright, worth at least four hundred thousand. Is that too much?”
“Not at all! You have a house and a car, so it’s only fair to expect the same from your partner.”
“My annual after-tax income is over two million, so I want my partner to have no less than two million after tax as well. Is that too much?”
“Not at all! You have that capability; it’s reasonable to expect your partner to have it too.”
“Then why can’t I find anyone?”
“Uh…”
For a moment, Jiang Yun was at a loss for words.
He rubbed his chin. “Miss, your criteria and standards aren’t unreasonable at all—they’re actually quite fair. But for some reason, something about it just feels off, though I can’t quite say what.”
The woman then asked, “Suppose, Yunzi, you were thirty-five, working in the capital, had an apartment inside the Third Ring, drove a nice car, and earned over two million after tax each year—what kind of woman would you like?”
Without hesitation, Jiang Yun blurted out, “An eighteen-year-old girl with a sweet face, big chest, perky butt, and a touch of innocence!”
The female fan: ???????
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