Oh no! An assassin!

As is widely known.

The only things related to swelling that older people might have difficulty fastening their belts are the prostate and thyroid glands.

But here's the question: Is Liu Yibo an elderly person?

Although he's no longer considered Traffic Star, he's only in his early thirties. How could he suddenly have an accident down there?

"Boss, did you pee your pants from fright?"

In the dead silence, the Underling, of all people, brought up the very thing he didn't want to talk about.

You're the one who's scared out of your wits!

Your whole family was scared to death!

"You think I'm afraid of that guy surnamed Xu?"

"Me, a senior advisor to the Film and Television Association, intimidated by a newly appointed outsider who knows nothing?"

Liu Yibo screamed and started cursing.

The atmosphere inside the private room was strange.

When Boss Liu gets angry, people should be there to cheer him on, but given the current situation, no one really can bring themselves to do so.

Let's have a drink.

Using alcohol to cover up embarrassment.

Etc.

Why does this wine smell fishy?

"Damn it, I think I've tasted horse piss in my drink. I'm going to complain to the front desk."

"This lousy liquor is undrinkable. I'm going to complain to the bar Boss."

"I must have drunk too much. That's enough for today. I'm going to the hospital to sober up."

"My grandma is about to give birth, and my grandpa is taking his driving test tomorrow morning, so I have to go back now."

"..."

In the blink of an eye, Liu Yibo was the only one left in the room.

Liu Yibo was trembling with anger.

The world is a cold and indifferent place.

They were praising him just a moment ago, but now that he's been expelled from the Association, they've abandoned him?

Why aren't you leaving?

Liu Yibo turned around and saw that his Underling was still watching him, which moved him deeply.

A good person.

There are still good people in this generation.

"Boss, you haven't paid me my salary yet. How can I leave? You're not going to renege on your debt, are you?"

The Underling pulled out his payslip and threw it at Liu Yibo's face.

Bang!

Liu Yibo collapsed to the ground, completely devastated.

On the other side.

Xu Yi had just hung up the phone when he suddenly heard a series of Emotion Points in his ear.

[Negative emotions +100]

[Negative emotions +100]

[Negative emotions +100]

Still have negative emotions?

On what grounds?

I was elected Association President by them, and I didn't complain even when I took the blame. Now they're just asking me to pay some money, and they dare to complain? Isn't this bullying an honest person?

Xu Yi raised an eyebrow and intensified the punishment once again.

Fines for acting in farcical historical dramas.

Giving money to those who promote the idea of mistresses.

Fines for shoddy workmanship.

Those who deliberately disgust the audience will be fined even more.

Fines for unfinished projects!

They fine you for everything!

Xu Yi collected the membership fees, rectified the atmosphere within the industry, and thoroughly enjoyed the perks of being a Privilege Dog.

The people in the Film and Television Association felt like the sky had fallen.

After one old Association President left, an even more ruthless one arrived.

The previous one, while also demanding money, at least maintained some semblance of decency. But Xu Yi, for the sake of money, has completely abandoned all sense of shame.

The key issue is that they can't even curse.

Who told them to send Xu Yi up there, practically begging and pleading?

The Heavenly Monarch of Fines.

This is the new nickname they gave Xu Yi Yiqi.

"Xu Yi, you've been given a nickname, don't you have anything to say about it?"

When asked by Livestream Viewers, Xu Yi replied that it was no big deal.

"Since there's a Tax Emperor, why can't there be Heavenly Monarch of Fines?"

"Hmph!"

"I didn't want to be the Association President! Go ahead and vote me out!"

"No way! I asked you to vote, and you actually dared to vote?"

"Keep fining them, until they're bankrupt!"

"Starting today, a minor fine every three days, and a major fine every five days!"

Xu Yi used the money from fines to directly donate to charity and support children in mountainous areas.

The Film and Television Association's opponents, who wanted to cause trouble for Xu Yi, couldn't find an excuse.

Everyone knows how lucrative the Entertainment Industry is.

In such an easy industry to make money, there are still people evading taxes, and the amounts are often hundreds of millions or even billions of yuan.

Xu Yi punished them, but instead of staying for himself, he genuinely supported the children in the mountainous areas. This isn't just being Privilege Dog; he's practically a great philanthropist!

Who says this Association President is bad? This Association President is absolutely fantastic!

On a new day, Xu Yi, full of energy, began fining people again.

In one morning, Xu Yi was fined a total of over a million yuan, leaving him exhausted and with a sore back.

"Brothers, I'm not trying to brag, but thinking of reasons to fine people every day really gets exhausting!"

"I'd rather deliver food!"

"But there's nothing I can do. I'm the Association President, and the burden on my shoulders is too heavy!"

Why doesn't anyone send me a few assistants to test me? Am I not worthy?

"What? You're saying I'm fining them too harshly, and they don't have money left to bribe me?"

"Nonsense!"

"It seems the penalty was too lenient. If they're really pushed to the limit, won't they borrow money? Who doesn't start a business with a loan?"

The Livestream Viewers stared at Xu Yi speechlessly.

That kid is a real beast.

It's bad enough that they fine people until they're bankrupt, but they even try to get them to take out loans and offer bribes.

Those who put him on the Association President's throne were idiots too.

Who exactly came up with this idea, putting an Abstract Guy in the Association President's position, thinking they could shift the blame?

It's easy to take the blame, but it's easy to invite a god in, but hard to send him away.

If we had simply taken responsibility for that 20 million yuan deficit back then, wouldn't we be free of trouble now?

After lunch, Xu Yi was so tired that his back ached and he decided to go out for some fresh air. But as soon as he stepped out of the Association, he noticed a figure loitering next to his car.

The man looked left and right, his face tense, and it was unclear what he was up to.

"Holy crap, have I angered everyone and been hired as an assassin?"

Xu Yi exclaimed in surprise, Little Whip in his hand.

This assassin is no ordinary person.

While others act at night, he actually did it during the day.

Just as Xu Yi was about to make a move, he saw the other person crawl under the car.

Um?

What are they trying to do?

Hard-installed speed bumps, trying to stage an accident?

Xu Yi hesitated.

This vehicle was provided to him by the Association; although it's luxurious, it's not a large truck.

The other party wants to play the role of a soft, sweet speed bump, but that's not a good match.

What exactly is this kid up to?

As Xu Yi was thinking, he saw the other person emerge again, completely black and covered in car ash.

"Should I have hidden under the car instead of sitting inside?"

For some reason, A-Du's background music started playing in Xu Yi's head.

Xu Yi frowned, speechless.

This killer is truly bizarre.

Even if you've been cheated on, at least hide under your own car. Why crawl under someone else's?

If you're going to do something as promising and lucrative as being a hitman, you can't be so poor you can't even afford a car, right?

Bizarre things continue to happen.

Just as the assassin crawled under the car and got rejected, another assassin appeared, also wanting to crawl under the car.

The two fought fiercely in front of his car, their struggle intense and their faces bruised and swollen, a sight that moved Xu Yi deeply.

It's said that success depends on feng shui, emphasizing the right timing and location. Was the car he rode in really that lucky in terms of feng shui?

Sure enough, becoming the Association President brings great fortune, even influencing feng shui!