Damn Rich People

There was a murderous aura about him.

Has this old bastard finally decided to kill?

Xu Yi smiled at Du Zhanfeng and then ended the live stream.

My Emotion Points has reached its limit for today. From now on, it's not about creating drama, but about personal grudges.

"Uncle."

"Who the hell is your grandpa? My name is Du Zhanfeng!"

"Du Zhanfeng, are you sure you'd rather risk your life than your wealth?"

"That's right, I only care about money, not my life!"

Du Zhanfeng roared back, displaying the demeanor of a true hero.

"Hey schoolgirl, go call your sweetheart over here!"

Xu Yi gave a thumbs up and, before Du Zhanfeng could try to be a hero again, directly used his trump card.

You value money more than your life, huh?

You're a real man, aren't you?

You want revenge later, huh?

The Big White Pig emerged from the pool, its eyes bloodshot and panting heavily, as if it had lost control.

Having ingested too many hormones, this guy's ferocity was fully unleashed. He may look like Domestic Pig, but he's not much different from Wild Boar.

"Master Chef, my darling has brought it over."

The female student said excitedly, looking at Du Zhanfeng with anticipation, as if she wanted his praise.

"Holy crap! What is this?"

Du Zhanfeng was completely dumbfounded when he saw the Big White Pig.

"Grandpa, how come you don't even recognize your beloved pig? This is the pig you entrusted to me to raise before you went abroad!"

The female student was shocked, feeling that her efforts had been wasted.

"I feed it according to the recipe you gave me every day, and with all sorts of hormones, I've made it plump and healthy!"

"When you gave it to me, darling, it only weighed ten pounds, and now it weighs six hundred pounds!"

"Grandpa, I feel like I could be a professional pig farmer!"

The student became increasingly proud as she spoke.

Du Zhanfeng became increasingly distraught as he listened.

"Thank you so much!"

Du Zhanfeng roared, then suddenly knelt on the ground and slammed his head down three times, cracking the floor tiles.

"I give up, I'll give you the money, I'll give you all my money, just let me go!"

"Didn't you say you were a man? Weren't you going to tough it out?"

Xu Yi said leisurely.

"No way, I really can't withstand this. Even if you killed me, I still couldn't withstand it!"

Du Zhanfeng wailed and then gifted Xu Yi a bunch of Emotion Points.

Unfortunately, today's limit has been reached, rendering it completely useless to Xu Yi.

Boring.

I thought we could hold out for a while.

Xu Yi pursed his lips.

Without any Emotion Points, he was too lazy to bother the guy anymore. He waved his hand, telling him to go and arrange the asset transfer.

In the blink of an eye, Du Zhanfeng went from a billionaire to a penniless pauper.

But when Du Zhanfeng was transferring the money, he discovered something heartbreaking.

The kid in front of him was actually the Abstract Guy that Du Rufeng wanted him to teach a lesson to.

Damn it!

On what basis did Du Rufeng offend this deity?

Hòudào Food Factory.

Inside the brightly lit expanded factory building, there is a large Conference Room that can accommodate dozens of people for meetings.

The managers all had furrowed brows, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

"Great news! In just half a month, we've received over a thousand franchise applications—that's a record-breaking number in the industry!"

"The good news is that all three production lines have officially started operation, with a monthly output of up to one million units!"

"More good news! In addition to Baiwei Chicken, we've also developed Old-Style Boxed Meals, Steamed Buns, Hamburgers, and Pizza, and there are people willing to join us as franchisees!"

With each word Song Qinghuan spoke, the bitterness on everyone's faces deepened.

Even though it was all good news, everyone seemed to be feeling suffocated by the pressure.

"Brother, with such a large business volume, aren't we able to break even?"

"My Younger Sister asked in a low voice."

Xu Yi gave him 100 million yuan, which was used to expand the production line, hire employees, and buy materials.

The flowers have bloomed and faded, and that's about it.

Logically, business expansion should have allowed them to quickly recoup their investment, but Xu Yi deliberately priced Baiwei Chicken at only fifteen yuan.

At this price, in an environment like Huangshi Group's, making a profit wouldn't be a problem.

However, under the strict standards of Hòudào Food Factory, it should cost at least 35 yuan.

"We won't make money. We'll have to wait at least two more years to build up the supply chain before we can break even. But making a profit is still impossible!"

Song Qinghuan said, and wrote a number on the blackboard.

One!

Given the current situation, an additional 100 million yuan of hot money needs to be invested every month just to barely maintain the status quo.

This is still not developing.

If the scale expands further, this money will double, or even triple.

"Mr. Xu is wealthy, how about we seek investment from him again?"

As soon as the Old Third Uncle finished speaking, he noticed that everyone was staring at him strangely.

"I was just saying, don't take it seriously!"

The Old Third Uncle hurriedly explained, wishing he could slap himself in the face.

"Mr. Xu may be wealthy, but his money didn't come from thin air!"

"He's already invested 100 million with us; he's probably emptied his savings!"

"Mr. Xu is just a livestreamer, not some big capitalist!"

With everyone chiming in, the atmosphere in the room returned to its oppressive state.

"Ding! One hundred million has been deposited into your Wealth Treasure account. Wishing you a happy life!"

A pleasant voice rang out, startling everyone present.

"Who set this weird ringtone? Don't they know this is serious business? Change it right now!"

The Old Third Uncle frowned and slammed his fist on the table in criticism.

"Third Uncle, I didn't do it."

"That's what my Younger Sister said, sounding aggrieved."

"You still say no? The sound came from you!"

I really didn't, you can see for yourself.

My Younger Sister had just picked up her phone when another voice came through.

"Ding! Another 100 million has been deposited into your Wealth Treasure account. Wishing you a happy life!"

"You brat, are you ever going to stop?"

The Old Third Uncle rushed forward.

"Ding! You've received another 100 million! Congratulations... no need for further congratulations, your life must be very enjoyable!"

My Younger Sister was holding the phone, completely stunned.

The Old Third Uncle stood next to her, raised his hand, and slapped himself in the face.

He was stunned.

A moment later, everyone present was stunned.

"Am I seeing things? Mr. Xu transferred 500 million to us in one go?"

The Old Third Uncle muttered to himself.

"There's no mistake, the transfer record is right here, the balance is clearly stated."

"Wow, that's five hundred million! I'd never even dream of winning such a huge lottery prize!"

"The first prize is five million! I'd have to win a hundred times to reach that amount. After taxes, I'd have to win two hundred times! My hands are cramping from scratching lottery tickets so much!"

The group looked at each other, and suddenly burst into tears.

Damn it!

They truly deserve to die!

It turns out Mr. Xu is really rich.

It turns out that 100 million is really just a drop in the ocean for them.

With another 500 million, we can last at least six months.

Even if production is expanded further, the commercial reputation accumulated over the past six months will be enough to develop a stable customer base. At that time, even without Xu Yi's investment, Song Qinghuan will be able to attract investment in the market on his own.

After all, given its current scale, it will have at least two to three thousand stores in six months. Such a large scale is enough to support the product model, so why worry about a lack of investment in the market?

It's alive!

This time, I really survived!

Everyone was thrilled and planned to hold a factory-wide celebration!

But before announcing the good news, Song Qinghuan had one more thing to do.

"I immediately called Mr. Xu to thank him for his support!"

Song Qinghuan hurriedly dialed Xu Yi's number, but found that Xu Yi one answered.

Strangeness.

Is Mr. Xu unable to answer the phone?