After leaving the fitness club, Zhuang Xin found a hotel nearby, ordered takeout, took a shower, and rested for the night.
After training for so long, he felt that his body had reached its limit.
Yet miraculously, he woke up refreshed the next morning.
He had just gotten up, washed up, and driven to his doorstep when someone stopped him.
"Everyone, come look! This is that ungrateful bastard!"
A miserable cry rang out beside Zhuang Xin's ear as a burly old woman threw herself down in front of him.
He did not even need to look. Just by hearing her voice, he knew it was his grandaunt.
The neighbors all came running out as well, pointing and whispering at him.
Quite a few reporters also rushed over, their cameras clicking nonstop.
Zhuang Xin's face darkened as he watched this scene. Naturally, he knew it was his grandaunt's family causing trouble.
"That's him! Everyone, expose him! He has no conscience at all."
Cheng Huai pointed at Zhuang Xin, with a red-haired delinquent girl beside him.
Naturally, his grandaunt's family did not have the means to call so many reporters.
Unfortunately, this delinquent girl's older brother happened to be the editor-in-chief of a newspaper.
With a few connections, he could mobilize a large number of reporters.
Once the matter was exposed, Zhuang Xin would become a rat crossing the street.
Once word got out, who would dare do business with him?
What businessmen valued most was integrity and character.
"Mr. Zhuang, is what they said true?"
"Mr. Zhuang, what kind of business are you in?"
"Mr. Zhuang, did your mother really return to her family home to borrow money back then?"
A crowd of reporters thrust their microphones toward Zhuang Xin. He sneered, pushed open the door, and went inside. One reporter reached out to stop him, while others even tried to force their way in.
Zhuang Xin directly grabbed the man's hand. The immense force made the reporter suck in a sharp breath.
Even when several reporters pushed at the door together, Zhuang Xin held it shut.
The reporter whose hand had been grabbed gasped in pain and clutched it. When he saw the bruise Zhuang Xin had left on his wrist, his expression became especially ugly.
By noon that day, all kinds of reports flooded the media.
'Heartless businessman, ungrateful and unjust.'
'Former relatives turned against each other—why?'
'Borrowing money for medical treatment in the past, nearly going to prison afterward—what really happened?'
The eye-catching headlines made Zhuang Xin, who was sitting in his room looking at his phone, calm down instead.
It was as though he were brewing something.
At the bottom, there was even a headline reading, 'Reporter brutally beaten, wrist crushed,' accompanied by a photo of a hospital examination and the bruises on the reporter's wrist.
To an ordinary businessman, all of this would definitely have been a fatal blow.
From then on, that businessman's reputation in Juncheng would surely be ruined.
Rumors were terrifying; repeated often enough, they became truth.
Zhuang Xin let out a breath and lightly tapped the tabletop with his fingertips.
A moment later, he received a call.
"Hello, is this Mr. Zhuang?"
"This is he."
"I'm a Doushi employee. You left the contract we signed that day at our company. We've sent someone to deliver it to you, and the employee delivering it is already downstairs."
"Oh? That fast?"
He was not praising Doushi's efficiency. He was referring to the system.
"You're joking, Mr. Zhuang. It sat in the office for nearly a week before we discovered it. That was our oversight. Also... you are now Doushi's largest shareholder, holding more than fifty percent of the shares. So... after a unanimous discussion among the other shareholders, we'll add you to the shareholders' group. Any developments at Doushi will be announced there."
"Understood."
While talking on the phone, Zhuang Xin opened the door and went downstairs to retrieve the item.
The moment he opened the door, though, he saw several people some dozen meters away taking pictures of him. The clicking of cameras continued without end.
Zhuang Xin took the contract and quickly returned to his room.
Soon after, a friend request appeared on his social media app.
It was from a girl named Xiao Nuan. After adding Zhuang Xin, she sent him a cute emoji.
Xiao Nuan: "Manager Zhuang, I'm the secretary the company arranged for you."
"A secretary?" Zhuang Xin smiled. These people really knew how to get things done.
Xiao Nuan: "That's right. I'll add you to the shareholders' group now."
Soon afterward, Zhuang Xin was pulled into a group chat.
The moment he entered, the chat was filled with welcomes.
The shareholders' group was full of highly influential figures in the self-media industry.
As the nation's number-one short-video app, Doushi's traffic was terrifying.
Of the people Zhuang Xin knew, nine out of ten had downloaded Doushi.
Even Zhuang Xin himself watched it often.
Director Xu: "Haha! Everyone, did you see the news that came out of Juncheng at noon? It's everywhere. I wonder who offended those newspapers."
Manager Liu: "Yeah, I saw it too. The person being reported on is truly unlucky. It was originally something that could have been big or small, but it got blown up to this extent. From now on, he's probably finished in Juncheng."
General Manager Wang: "What a pity. I heard the person being reported is a young man. Being able to drive a Koenigsegg at such a young age, with a price tag close to fifty million, means his family must be quite wealthy! If he kept developing like this, he could have become a business tycoon. Now he can only move somewhere else and start over."
Xiao Nuan: "Hehe, Manager Zhuang, have you heard? Such a huge matter—you must have seen it too, right?"
Listening to their teasing.
Zhuang Xin tapped at his phone. After a long while... he sent a line of text.
"The person you're talking about is me!"
Whoosh~
The shareholders' group instantly exploded.
All sorts of shocked emojis and question-mark emojis flooded the screen.
"How could that be? Manager Zhuang, you're not joking, are you?"
"It was actually you? Who's bold enough to target you? Do you need help?"
The shareholders hurriedly spoke up.
At such a young age, Zhuang Xin could drive a Koenigsegg and acquire more than fifty percent of the shares in the nation's leading short-video company. Could his identity possibly be simple?
He was practically omnipotent!
They were more than willing to help with such a trivial matter.
"Manager Zhuang, just say the word, and I guarantee those newspapers will all change their tune by tomorrow." A shareholder named Hu Weisheng typed.
"No need. They're merely clowns."
Zhuang Xin closed the social media app and opened Doushi. After browsing casually for a while, his gaze landed on a major influencer. The influencer was livestreaming under the nickname "Tuantuan." Zhuang Xin directly linked his bank card and deposited one million.
Then he sent ten Carnivals.
At three thousand each, they immediately triggered a global announcement.
"Holy shit! A tycoon!"
A cry of surprise rang out in the livestream.
Even Tuantuan froze. She had been livestreaming PUBG when she suddenly saw ten Carnivals fly across the screen.
"Thank you, 'Fearless as a Tiger,' for the Carnival gifts. This is really nice."
Her livestream usually had plenty of people sending gifts, but it was fairly rare for someone to send ten at once.
Zhuang Xin immediately leaped into the top ten of the day's gift rankings in the livestream!
After Xiao Tuantuan thanked him several times, she was about to continue playing.
Then the screen flashed, and a huge stream of Carnivals floated past.
'Fearless as a Tiger gifted "Tuantuan" ten Carnivals.'
'Fearless as a Tiger gifted "Tuantuan" ten Carnivals.'
'Fearless as a Tiger gifted "Tuantuan" ten Carnivals.'
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