There was a long silence.
His wife moved closer and lowered her voice. "Hong... you bought twenty thousand yuan's worth of liquor before, right?"
He said nothing.
"A refund plus tenfold compensation... wouldn't that mean two hundred thousand for you?"
Hong Guodong's fingers stopped moving.
"Let's go live again now," his wife said, speaking faster and faster. "Get the refund on camera and film the whole process of the money coming in. Say a few nice things about her while we're at it-they're paying tenfold compensation, after all. We didn't understand the full situation before. There's no shame in that."
Hong Guodong stared at his wife for three seconds.
Then he pulled her into his arms.
She let out a cry.
Hong Guodong planted a hard kiss on her cheek.
"You're fucking useful when it counts!"
"Get off, get off! Your mouth reeks of cigarettes. Gross-"
Despite her complaints, she didn't pull away.
Three minutes later, the livestream was back online.
The title had changed to "Discovering the truth about refunds and tenfold compensation with my fans."
The viewer count slowly climbed. Three thousand. Five thousand. Eight thousand.
Hong Guodong cleared his throat.
"A lot of you just reminded me that Wei Zijin is livestreaming refunds and compensation. So let's check for ourselves whether it's real."
He was glad he had placed separate orders back then. If he had spent twenty thousand in a single order, getting the refund and compensation live now would expose his motives completely.
He opened the platform, found an order, and tapped the refund button.
"Here, guys. Watch this."
He pushed his phone up to the camera.
The refund arrived.
He held it up for the camera.
"This is the 'one.' The original price has been refunded. Next, we'll do the 'ten.'"
He followed the