The show had been on air for less than ten minutes.
It had already made a round of trending searches.
#Final guest Xiao Yao#
#Shen Yunzhi really knew how to curse people out#
In the livestream.
Shen Yunzhi was ready to fight for her life over the fifty thousand she had lost.
"Don't stop me!! I'm going to chop him into mince!!"
The director and a crew member held Shen Yunzhi back, one on either side.
Xiao Yao looked Shen Yunzhi up and down, his lips curling into a handsome but nasty smile.
He was no slouch when it came to verbal sparring either, and deliberately needled Shen Yunzhi.
"Didn't eat? Why are the chunks so big?"
Shen Yunzhi was furious.
The viewers were dying of laughter.
[I hereby declare that the first shot of this pure-hatred variety show has been fired. Our first showdown duo has appeared!]
[I don't care anymore! As long as Shen Yunzhi goes against that bastard Xiao Yao and trips him up on this show, I'll willingly become her fan!!]
[No need to go that far.]
[Girl, that's still a little extreme.]
Shen Yunzhi's meeting with the first guest was extremely discordant.
After Xiao Yao said that, Shen Yunzhi flew into a rage and went straight for him.
The director and crew frantically restrained the rampaging Shen Yunzhi.
[Does this bumpkin seriously not know who Xiao Yao is?]
[Very possible.]
[Shen Yunzhi looks down on the poor and sucks up to the rich. If she knew the man in front of her was Xiao Yao, she'd probably already be licking his boots.]
[Exactly.]
The chat filled with these malicious speculations about Shen Yunzhi.
Seeing that they could barely hold Shen Yunzhi back, the director hurried to remind her.
"Ms. Shen! He's Xiao Yao! Xiao Yao of the Xiao Family! Our show's financial backer!"
Shen Yunzhi got even angrier. "The financial backer is exactly who I'm beating up!"
With that.
While the crew member and director were stunned.
Shen Yunzhi punched Xiao Yao right in the face.
There was a thud.
Her fist connected solidly.
Xiao Yao's face twisted. "..."
Everyone on the production team was horrified. "..."
The viewers: "..."
Shen Yunzhi really hadn't held back.
One punch had given Xiao Yao a black eye.
The director went pale with fright and nearly passed out on the spot.
Popping quick-acting heart pills into his mouth, he shouted frantically, "Help! Help! Medical team! Where's the medical team?! Mr. Xiao's not gonna make it!"
[...]
[...]
[I ain't gonna make it either.]
[Whoever said Shen Yunzhi would lick Xiao Yao's boots, come out and apologize!]
[I take back what I said before. I don't just love watching Shen Yunzhi curse people out. I love watching her hit people too.]
[I'm afraid Shen Yunzhi's boxing skills surpass mine.]
[Tell us something we don't know.]
[What do we do? I'm so anxious. If they fight, I really won't know who to help. After all, there's shit on both sides of my hand.]
[Hahahaha, I'm completely dazed.]
[I can't. I laughed so hard I leaked pee and my caregiver started slapping my ass like crazy.]
Shen Yunzhi still had to ride to the livestream villa with that fucking Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao's expression was thunderous as a crew member tremblingly handed their financial backer a boiled egg to roll around his eye socket.
Catching Xiao Yao's look of wanting to devour her, Shen Yunzhi stared right back, heedless of death.
She only had this lousy life anyway, so she might as well fight.
Shen Yunzhi said, "The fuck are you looking at?"
Xiao Yao wouldn't stoop to arguing with a woman. He took a deep breath. "Is fifty thousand really worth all this?"
Shen Yunzhi was a corporate slave.
A corporate slave who worked twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.
A corporate slave who had even died suddenly from overwork.
Every day, her heart nearly stopped over a bit of fucking money.
Physically stopped.
So hearing a capitalist like Xiao Yao say that enraged Shen Yunzhi again. "You evil capitalists drove the value of my home down by fifty percent! Fifty percent! Do you understand what that means?!"
"If I'd taken out a mortgage and found out that even selling the house outright wouldn't cover the interest on the loan, I'd slit my throat right there in the house!"
"Fifty thousand! Even 0.1 percent of working people nationwide can't make fifty thousand a month!"
"Workers around twenty-five earn less than five thousand on average. Do you understand what that means?"
"It means that even if they only spend one thousand a month on medical care, food, clothes, housing, and transportation, and save four thousand, they still can't save fifty thousand in a year."
"And you're asking if fifty thousand is worth all this?"
"It fucking is to me!!"
"Where are you capitalists all from, to be so rich? Because I'm from Caoli County-County Can't-Afford-It!"
Xiao Yao: "..."
Everyone else in the minivan: "..."
The viewers were thrilled.
Great roasting!
Keep roasting!!
More, more!
[Those few lines from Shen Yunzhi made me so tired. I feel as helpless as if I'd spent all day collecting empty bottles to sell, only to get paid in counterfeit bills...]
[How could I, reeking of work, dare get close to you, who doesn't need a job? (heartbroken)]
[How could these hands that make PowerPoints every day dare wrap around your arm? (heartbroken)]
[How could these lips of mine, working nine to nine, six days a week, dare touch your skin, which has never suffered a packed subway? (heartbroken)]
[How could these eyes that hunt bargains every day dare gaze at you, who buys things without batting an eye? (heartbroken)]
[Enough, you guys. You're making my future look so dark. Nice and cool, haha.]
[Honestly, it's hard for corporate slaves to meet people who don't work and buy things without batting an eye...]
[That's way too honest, bro. I'm gonna beat you up.]
[I'm different, bro. I'll bring you something to eat. Come out onto the highway. My truck will be there any second.]
Shen Yunzhi's speech sounded far too much like a miserable modern corporate slave struggling through working life, with children, elderly parents, a family, a mortgage, and a car loan.
A whole crowd in the livestream deeply related.
Xiao Yao didn't know Shen Yunzhi's family background.
He put her selling off her property together with that speech.
And thought Shen Yunzhi was the sort of unlucky worker she had described.
Someone like that really could fight him to the death over fifty thousand.
Perhaps Xiao Yao, who loved money as much as his own life, had reflected on his behavior, or perhaps he simply thought Shen Yunzhi was too noisy.
So he pulled a check from his pocket.
"Here's a hundred thousand. Fifty thousand to pay you back."
"The other fifty thousand buys that mouth of yours. Keep it shut in front of me from now on."
Shen Yunzhi: "?"
She went silent for a moment.
She took the check, rolled it up, and obediently shut her mouth.
The viewers: "?"
[I immediately stopped baring my big teeth in a grin.]
[? This isn't how it's supposed to go. I wanted them fighting from the moment they got in until they got out! Reload! Reload the save!]
[Good heavens! If I'd known throwing a fit could get me a check from Xiao Yao, I'd go shit outside his office every day!!]
After taking the check, Shen Yunzhi really did quiet down.
Until the car reached the livestream villa.
A crew member helped Shen Yunzhi with her suitcase.
"Ms. Shen, I'll carry this inside for you."
Xiao Yao's gaze shifted from Shen Yunzhi's fifty-thousand-yuan suitcase, the same model as his, to her face.
An enormous question mark slowly appeared above Xiao Yao's head.
Seeing that things were going south, Shen Yunzhi took to her heels.
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