A Month-Long Order

019. A Month-Long Order

Honestly, Jiang Siming had never expected his first Bixin job to turn out like this.

It had been going smoothly, but then it suddenly fell through.

Before he knew what was happening, a large number of people were cursing him under his companion-gaming listing and leaving him a pile of bad reviews.

As a result, Jiang Siming's companion-gaming job was ruined before it had even been underway for half an hour. Even now, he was completely baffled.

With the job ruined, Jiang Siming no longer felt like playing games.

He was in a foul mood and just about to go to sleep when a phone call interrupted him.

The moment he answered, he recognized the caller as the client who had placed the order.

"I already refunded your money. Why won't you leave me alone?" Jiang Siming was angry too.

Anyone would have found it hard not to lose their temper in this situation.

Earlier, because she was a client, Jiang Siming had yielded to her at every turn, not wanting to lose the job.

Although it paid only twenty yuan an hour, that was simply how Jiang Siming was. Since he had chosen this path, he intended to walk it seriously.

But now that the job had already been ruined, Jiang Siming no longer needed to treat her as his client.

". I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to. However much money you want, I'll compensate you for it. Is that okay?"

Tuan Tuan's voice was no longer lively and spirited. Instead, it was timid and cautious, filled with the fragile hope of being forgiven.

"Do you think I'm the sort of person who sees money and goes crazy for it? Do you think money can buy everything?"

"No, no, that's not it. I really didn't expect it to cause such serious consequences for you. Let me explain. I'm a streamer, and this is what happened today."

Tuan Tuan explained the entire story to Jiang Siming, including what she had truly been thinking at the time.

She also admitted that she had acted out of spite because she had genuinely suspected Jiang Siming of cheating.

Only then did Jiang Siming understand what had happened. Put that way, she could not be blamed entirely.

"Although it was my fans who ruined your job, I have an undeniable responsibility. Don't worry, I'll do everything I can to make it up to you."

"Forget it. Just consider me unlucky. I only accepted one job from you anyway, so I didn't lose money."

Jiang Siming did not want to pursue the matter. Ultimately, it had all been a misunderstanding.

Nor had she personally ruined his job. It had been those impulsive netizens who had maliciously been whipped into a frenzy by others. There was no way to hold them accountable either.

Was he supposed to go into her Live Stream Room and spray ten thousand of her fans one by one? Jiang Siming was not that bored.

"No, I have to make it up to you. Little Ming Bro, I've already explained everything to customer service representative Xiao Xian. She's contacting the higher-ups to have your account unblocked. Once it is, I'll mobilize all my fans to restore your reputation and ratings!"

"Also, I've prepared two hundred thousand yuan in compensation, and—"

Before Tuan Tuan could finish, Jiang Siming hurriedly cut her off.

"Hey, stop right there. Forget the money. 'A true scholar does not drink from the Stolen Spring, and an honest man does not accept food offered in contempt.' If you bring up this kind of compensation again, I'll hang up."

Jiang Siming spoke very seriously. He was poor, but he had pride.

Even without the fragments, he still would not accept this kind of money, though it could indeed be considered compensation.

But he had not invested a single cent into this companion-gaming job, and it was his first order. Taking two hundred thousand yuan from her would be far too outrageous.

At the same time, he felt a little envious of how quickly streamers made money. Just look at how lavishly she was throwing it around—she was practically a nouveau riche tycoon.

"Th-then, fine. I won't mention it. How about I place a year's worth of orders with you first?"

Jiang Siming rolled his eyes and complained, "A year's worth of orders? Are you planning to keep me?"

On the other end of the call, Tuan Tuan's pretty face flushed red. It really did sound a little like she was keeping him.

"All right, enough. Aside from placing ordinary orders with me, I won't accept more than one day at a time. Don't try to bargain with me, or we have nothing to discuss." Jiang Siming issued his ultimatum.

A companion-gaming provider who went against his customers, and who was unhappy when people wanted to place orders with him.

Jiang Siming was truly one of a kind.

With no room to resist or bargain, Tuan Tuan could only agree.

Having received Jiang Siming's forgiveness, Tuan Tuan was in an excellent mood, happier than ever before.

"Little Ming Bro, does that mean we're friends now?" Tuan Tuan asked expectantly, yet nervously, afraid he might deny it.

"If a big streamer like you doesn't mind a nobody like me, then of course we're friends." Jiang Siming answered openly.

Even more delighted, Tuan Tuan covered the phone's microphone and happily "exploded" on the spot. Her long legs kicked wildly beneath the desk.

Her grandmother, returning from her walk, happened to pass by the room and found the sight of her granddaughter utterly baffling.

"Then, Little Ming Bro, can we exchange WeChat accounts?"

"Sure."

Not long after they exchanged WeChat accounts, Tuan Tuan received a message from her best friend saying that Jiang Siming's Bixin account had been unblocked.

"Little Ming Bro, your account's been unblocked! I won't talk to you for now. I'm going to place an order so we can play together again!"

After saying that, Tuan Tuan hung up impatiently and opened Bixin to look for Jiang Siming's account.

Unexpectedly, not only had Jiang Siming's account been unblocked, it had also been promoted to Gold Medal Companion, with his rate rising all the way to three hundred yuan an hour!

His account had even been placed on First Day Hot Push. The moment anyone opened the platform, they could see Jiang Siming's companion-gaming account. This was also the compensation Bixin Platform had given him.

Not only that, Jiang Siming's account rating had been restored to ten points, and it was filled with glowing reviews.

Tuan Tuan was genuinely happy for Jiang Siming. She planned to place an order immediately and then report the good news to him.

But when she tried to place the order, she was dumbfounded.

Jiang Siming's order had already been reserved by someone else.

And it had been reserved for an entire month.

At three hundred yuan an hour, even if he accompanied someone for only five hours a day, he would make nearly fifty thousand yuan in a month!

"Who is this I'm Not Ace? How could they do this? They placed orders for an entire month in one go—what am I supposed to do~"

Tuan Tuan felt like crying again.

She opened I'm Not Ace's account, wanting to ask the other party to make an exception.

Perhaps they could cancel the order. She could compensate them in full, or even pay double or triple.

But what left her wanting to cry without tears was that the other party had enabled Do Not Disturb, leaving her no way to contact them.

She accidentally opened the reviews and was surprised to discover that they had not been posted by her own fans.

Although some of her fans were there, she had not yet notified them, so not many people had come to leave good reviews and apologize.

Most of the people leaving good reviews had one thing in common.

"The Old Woman Fan Club has arrived! We've come to propose!"

"God Ming, please, please take the old woman! She's been thinking about you so much she's developed lovesickness!"

"At the request of 'One Pair A,' we've come to stand up for God Ming. With God Ming's skills, he couldn't possibly be cheating!"

"God Ming has suffered an injustice. Don't be afraid—we, the Old Woman Fan Club, will always support you!"

"The old woman told us to help clear your name, so here we are!"

Seeing these comments, Tuan Tuan finally understood. They were fans of another streamer on the same platform—Dumb Sister.