Chapter 500 - 267: Heavens! It’s Really Him
"Isn’t Cheng just smelling Sister Feiye’s perfume right now?"
"I never expected Cheng to pull a move like that."
"666, Cheng is still Cheng!"
"Such a sly dog, but that was brilliant."
"..."
...Sister Feiye was momentarily stunned.
’The guy launched a sneak attack.’
Who would have thought he’d suddenly pull a stunt like that? For a moment, she truly didn’t know how to react.
’The thing was, they had played the ’bad stepson’ game more than ten times over the last two nights. There wasn’t a scent he hadn’t smelled or a taste he hadn’t tasted, so she subconsciously let her guard down in that regard.’
But Chen Jincheng had already gotten into the car.
She could only follow him with a mock pout, then continued to sit intimately close to him.
’It was a romance script, after all. A perfectly legitimate opportunity for intimacy.’
Lei Xiaojun, watching this on the livestream, chuckled. "Mr. Chen is being a bit shameless, isn’t he!"
Wei Yuan nodded awkwardly.
He was indeed being very shameless.
Seeing they had arrived at the restaurant, he got out of the car with President Lei.
...
After getting in the car, Chen Jincheng glanced at his stream’s viewer count. It had already surpassed 200,000 in a short time.
’Looks like the traffic push from that SS-Class stream promotion has already started. At this rate, the number of concurrent viewers will definitely reach a new high before I meet President Lei.’
’When President Lei shows his face, the stream will blow up.’
’If Tiao Yin gives me another SS-Class stream promotion, breaking a million concurrent viewers will be no problem.’
With a base of over 200,000 viewers, gifts of all sizes were constantly scrolling across the screen.
The car started.
Along the way, Chen Jincheng did his best to create entertaining content with Sister Feiye.
Suddenly, he saw 10 consecutive Carnivals scroll past in the stream. The person who sent them made Chen Jincheng pause.
It was ’NotASimpAnymore’.
’Ten Carnivals? Did this guy strike it rich?’
’He used to only send two or three Rockets at a time.’
Among his many fans, this "Simp Bro" had left a deep impression on him. After all, the guy had linked up for a call several times, and each time it was with some bizarre problem.
He linked up to ask how to get back the few thousand yuan his ex-girlfriend had.
He was dating a girl but couldn’t remember her name, so her uncle forced him to link up and complain to Chen Jincheng.
He developed a crush on someone else’s girlfriend and linked up to ask what to do.
He got a room next to his ex-girlfriend and her new boyfriend to listen to their "duet," then linked up to ask how to win his ex back.
’He’s not going to link up with another bizarre problem this time, is he?’
The next moment, ’NotASimpAnymore’ did indeed request to link up.
He clicked ’accept’ and said with a smile, "Welcome, my man ’NotASimpAnymore’. Long time no see."
’NotASimpAnymore’ started off with a plea for help: "Cheng, save my ass! You’re the only one who can save me in this situation."
Chen Jincheng asked, bewildered, "My simp brother, what’s happened to you this time?"
’NotASimpAnymore’ hastily explained, "Cheng, I recently got a new girlfriend. For her 50th birthday, she gave me a 500-gram gold necklace. I was so happy, you know? Then I found one of those little cards in my car and thought I’d... do a bit of charity."
"And then... then I was in a hotel room, just got out of the shower, and my girlfriend video-called me. I accidentally answered it, and she saw me in a bathrobe. Then she found a 2,000 yuan transfer I made. Quick, teach me how to talk my way out of this!"
"Uhh!" Chen Jincheng was utterly speechless.
’As expected, another bizarre incident.’
’So my simp brother has latched onto a sugar mama this time.’
Lei Xiaojun, who was already seated in the private room at the restaurant, was a bit dumbfounded hearing this bizarre story.
The key thing was, it was an impossible situation to talk one’s way out of.
Sure enough, Chen Jincheng’s voice came through: "My simp brother, in a situation like this... I’m an upstanding guy. How would I know how to make excuses?"
Lei Xiaojun nodded, but the next moment he heard Chen Jincheng speak again: "Thank you, my simp brother, for the 30 Carnivals. My simp brother, listen to me. You should spin it like... uhh... that 500-gram necklace was a gift from your 50-year-old girlfriend, right?"
’NotASimpAnymore’: "Right!"
Chen Jincheng: "If you lost the necklace, you’d want to find it, right?"
’NotASimpAnymore’: "Yeah!"
Chen Jincheng: "So, right now, your necklace is lost. You thought it was in the car, but when you went to look, it wasn’t there. You saw a small card in the car, and the person on it said they found your lost necklace and to add them on WeChat to get it back."
"Then, they sent you a location—that very hotel—and told you to go there to pick up the necklace."
"This is the necklace your girlfriend gave you. It’s incredibly meaningful to you, so you had to go, right?"
’NotASimpAnymore’: "Right!"
Chen Jincheng continued, "As for why there’s a 2,000 yuan transfer, that was the reward you gave the person for helping you find the necklace. And you ran all the way there, so you were covered in sweat. Nothing wrong with taking a shower, right? Okay, I can’t make up any more of this."
"Cheng, I know how to spin it now!" ’NotASimpAnymore’ said before disconnecting the call.
Chen Jincheng breathed a sigh of relief.
’Fucking hell, I managed to bullshit my way through that.’
’This ’NotASimpAnymore’ guy is a real piece of work. He never does anything a decent person would.’
’How do I even have a fan like this?’
’But if possible, I’d like a whole bunch more like him. Dropping 10, 30 Carnivals at the drop of a hat... what a true brother.’
The livestream audience was already dumbfounded. Between the exploits of ’NotASimpAnymore’ and Chen Jincheng’s elaborate explanation, it was just... unbelievable.
Lei Xiaojun was equally dumbfounded. "Mr. Chen’s livestreams are certainly... special..."
Wei Yuan said with a smile, "But you can’t deny they’re popular. There are over 430,000 people watching him live right now."
Lei Xiaojun looked at the number in the top-right corner and was indeed very surprised.
’Who would have thought a small livestream channel could gather so many people?’
Just then, he also saw on the stream that Chen Jincheng had arrived at the restaurant.
After getting out of the car, Chen Jincheng said to his audience, "We’ve arrived. Let’s head inside and meet the client!"
At this, the livestream audience grew even more curious.
’After being kept in suspense for so long, are we finally going to see the true face of the client?’
When Chen Jincheng entered, a manager immediately came forward to greet him. "Mr. Chen, President Lei is in the Chun Run private room."
"Alright!" Chen Jincheng nodded.
This simple exchange gave the stream viewers a piece of information: the client’s surname was Lei.
Normally, hearing the words "President Lei" wouldn’t make people think of the famous Lei Jun. However, because Lei Xiaojun was currently so viral online, people immediately made the connection to him.
"Holy shit, President Lei couldn’t be Lei Xiaojun, could he?"
"Lei Jun?"
"What’s the guy above me thinking? Chen Jincheng is just a streamer!"
"No way it’s Lei Xiaojun. A big shot like that wouldn’t personally host a streamer."
"How could a tycoon like Lei Xiaojun be waiting for a streamer?"
"No cap, it can’t be Lei Xiaojun!"
"..."
Lei Xiaojun saw the comments in the stream, smiled, and said, "These people have guessed wrong. But they aren’t me, so why are they jumping to conclusions so confidently?"
Wei Yuan explained, "President Lei, the internet is a virtual environment. People aren’t afraid of being recognized."
"Then there’s the information gap. Most people are only exposed to information that supports their own views, so they feel they’ve grasped the truth and confidently promote their opinions. They’ll even rebut others who share different experiences, dismissing them as ignorant."
"The distance of online social interaction also makes them more confident. The cream of that crop become keyboard warriors or know-it-alls."
Lei Xiaojun smiled and shook his head, understanding what he meant.
At that moment, Chen Jincheng had arrived outside the private room. As he opened the door and walked in, Lei Xiaojun also stood up with a smile to greet him. "Mr. Chen, you’re finally here."
That voice made the entire livestream fall somewhat quiet. It was too familiar.
’No way.’
’Could it really be?’
’But everyone is so familiar with that voice. It can’t be wrong.’
’And he’s being called President Lei.’
"Thank you for having me, President Lei!" Chen Jincheng replied with a smile, then led Sister Feiye inside and sat down at the table.
"Mr. Chen, I was just watching your stream. Now I’m quite looking forward to your product promotion video," Lei Xiaojun said with another smile.
His words, however, made the livestream audience antsy, because Chen Jincheng still hadn’t turned the camera.
"Cheng, turn the camera."
"Turn the camera, hurry! I’m begging you!"
"Turn the camera already."
"..."
The entire screen was filled with comments like these—curious and urgent.
To get Chen Jincheng to turn the camera, a storm of gifts even erupted in the stream—Rockets, Carnivals... they were clearly trying to bury him in gifts to make him move the camera.
’This is too much.’
’How can he still not be turning the camera at a time like this?’
’Has anyone ever kept people in suspense like this?’