So many of Twitch's viewers were Jiang Siming's fans now. If he got angry and stopped streaming, Twitch would not only have no way to deal with it, but would also offend all those viewers.
Twitch absolutely did not want to see that happen. It would leave them pleasing neither side.
At Twitch's executive meeting.
They had already spent nearly an hour discussing how to reconcile with Jiang Siming and soothe his anger, but they still could not come up with the most effective solution.
"Why don't we raise the compensation a little more? We'll offer fifty million dollars! What do you think?"
"It won't work. Does he look like someone short of money?"
"In any case, we have to try. This was our fault. No matter how excessive his demands are, we have to satisfy them as much as possible."
"We want to satisfy them too, but he isn't giving us even the slightest opportunity."
Several executives were suffering from splitting headaches when the Twitch chairman, seated at the head of the table, suddenly thought of something. He immediately turned to a middle-aged man beside him and asked,
"Thorne, I remember your son Alow knows Ming, doesn't he?"
The middle-aged man thought for a moment before replying, "I think so, but I believe they're only ordinary friends."
"That's still better than us not knowing him at all. I'm giving you a task: persuade your son to personally go to Huaxia on behalf of Twitch and repair our relationship with Ming. Whatever conditions he names, we can accept them as long as they aren't excessive."
Thorne froze. He had not expected such a difficult task to be handed to him, and he wanted to refuse.
He knew very well that his son was only an ordinary friend of Jiang Siming's.