Zheng He angrily said, âHer offering fifty thousand yuan for my signature was just a pretext. What she really coveted was my body!â
âComrade, please stay calm,â the police officer sympathized with Zheng He, who was so young and had already encountered such a perverted old man.
The key issue was that Zheng He had not only run into a perverted old man but was also mistaken for a pervert by the police. Zheng He felt deeply wronged.
After Zheng He vented his anger, something suddenly occurred to him, and he asked, âOfficer, in this situation, should she compensate me for emotional distress?â
No matter what, he had to seize the opportunity to make some money!
He had already lost over 500 yuan this afternoon, and his fifty thousand yuan autograph deal had fallen through this evening, not to mention the unjust trauma his eyes had undergone. He had to recover some benefits at least!
âHow much compensation do you want?â the police officer asked.
âFifty thousand,â Zheng He rested his arms on the desk, leaned his head forward a bit, and cautiously asked, âWhat do you think?â
âI think itâs pointless, it depends on whether she agrees or not.â
Three minutes later, the police officer came back and sat across from Zheng He, saying, âShe claims she has no money right now.â
Zheng He scoffed, âImpossible! This morning she even said she would bring me cash, willing to spend fifty thousand yuan for my autograph! Here are the chat records; you can check if you donât believe me! I think she just doesnât want to pay!â
Zheng He firmly insisted on the full fifty thousand yuan, not a cent less; otherwise, he would hire the best lawyer and have her prepare for at least three years of imprisonment!
In the end, the old lady compromised, asking him to wait a bit and that sheâd have money for him after the new year.
The show would be over by next year!
Zheng He couldnât wait, asking her why it had to be next year.
The old lady replied, âNext spring, Iâm going to Myanmar with them to deliver some girls. Iâll make a sum then.â
â!!!â
Good heavens, thereâs no end to this!
This old lady was actually involved in human trafficking?!
This would warrant at least a ten-year minimum sentence.
Zheng He could kiss his emotional distress compensation goodbye. He felt completely numb and slumped in his chair, unable to move for a long time.
[Zheng He is just too unlucky! Iâve never seen such a jinxed person!]
[This old lady is no ordinary one either!]
[Ah? Is the old lady confessing on her own? Sheâs involved in human trafficking?]
[Death penalty! It must be death penalty!]
[Am I the only one concerned that signing on blank paper is very dangerous for Zheng He?]
[Zheng Heâs day is more thrilling than the average personâs entire life! No wonder heâs the Chosen One!]
When the police officer went to the hotel to pick up Zheng He, he also saw the pile of signatures and kindly reminded him, âSigning on blank paper can easily be abused by criminals.â
Zheng He looked at the stack of signed dating profiles in front of himâ¦
â.â It hit a sore spot.
He had holed up in his apartment for several hours just to do this thing, and his hand was all numb from fatigue, ending up signing them for nothing!
It wasnât just about signing in vain; the key was that the criminals didnât come to buy his signature, to use him at all!
Was his signature so worthless that not even criminals wanted it?!
That was even more heart-wrenching!
â¦
Day 29 of the live stream.
Zheng He didnât sleep a wink last night.
Early this morning, Han Qianyi woke up to see Zheng He sitting on the balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window, his silhouette filled with melancholy loneliness.
She hurried over to Chen Xixiâs side and woke her up, âZheng He seems like heâs going to jump off the building.â
â???â Chen Xixi slowly opened her eyes, sat up, and squinted towards the balcony, her slightly hoarse voice revealed confusion, âJust because we ate some of his meat? That canât be it, right? Did his tolerance suddenly drop?â
âI donât know, he seemed pretty happy when he went out last night, could he have been provoked then?â
Last night, Zheng He hadnât been out for long before they all went to sleep, so they did not witness the incident where Zheng He was harassed.
Jin Cheng vaguely heard someone talking about jumping off the building and was startled awake. He turned his head to see Zheng He sitting on the balcony and shouted, âWhat are you doing?â
Zheng Heâs figure swayed, he steadied himself with his hands on the edge of the balcony, and turned to look at Jin Cheng, replying irritably, âYou scared me to death! Next time can you make a sound before you speak?â
Jin Cheng: âYouâre about to jump off a building and still afraid of getting scared? If I really scared you to death, you should be thanking me for helping you on your way!â
Zheng He: âWho said Iâm jumping off the building? My life is just beginning, Iâm not done living yet!â
âThen what are you sitting there for? Watching the sunrise?â
Zheng He sighed, âIâm reflecting on my life over the past month.â
While others reflect on their entire lives, he has enough to ponder over just one month, so much so that a whole night might not be enough to fully process it.
Chen Xixi and the others exchanged glances, none saying a word.
Itâs true that Zheng He is quite an annoying person, but heâs also pitifully unlucky.
So they really didnât know how to comment on Zheng He reflecting on the past month.
Seeing that Zheng He wasnât attempting suicide, Chen Xixi got up to tidy up and prepare to go downstairs to pick up her parcel, as parts of her online orders would be arriving throughout the day.
After Chen Xixi left, Han Qianyi took out her phone to check the popularity ranking of the showâs guests.
Thanks to yesterdayâs events, her popularity had risen by several tens of thousands, still a hundred thousand short of Chen Xixiâs. With only two days left in the show, overtaking Chen Xixi would clearly be a huge gamble.
However⦠if she releases the information supplied by the unknown number on the day before the show ends, then Chen Xixiâs popularity would surely plummet.
Her hopes of defeating Chen Xixi would no longer be a wild gamble, but a sure bet.
Whether she could sign with Nanxing Entertainment or not would depend on this last gambit.
â¦
Before long, all the guests knew about the incident where Zheng He was harassed.
Everyone looked at Zheng He with eyes full of both mischief and pity.
As the person involved, Zheng He didnât care, all he wanted now was to win the five million prize money.
Time was running out, with less than seventy-two hours left. How could he earn at least fifty thousand yuan to surpass Chen Xixiâs assets within seventy-two hours?
Aside from stealing money, or blackmailing, what other options did he have?
Zheng He looked online on his phone, trying to find a sliver of hope that could swiftly change his fate, but then he suddenly realized he had been kicked out of Chen Xixiâs fan group?!
Has he been exposed?
Han Qianyi watched Wan Chen leisurely lying on the bed, half-asleep, and couldnât help but curiously ask, âThe show is almost over, how can you not be anxious at all?â
Jin Cheng has the persona of a âChosen One.â He said his family sent him on the show for a personality makeover. Whether or not he was the âreal young master,â at least there was a plausible reason to explain why Jin Cheng was slacking off throughout the show.
But it was strange for Wan Chen to be unbothered the entire time.
Wan Chen spoke in an unhurried tone, âAnxious? Life and death are fated, wealth and honor are in the hands of heaven. Itâs not something to worry about. Plus, Iâm lucky, I believe that fate will favor me.â
Han Qianyi: ââ¦â Looks like this guy believes in a Zen-like approach to winning.
[Wan Chen: People have arrived, the rest is up to fate.]
[Hahaha I like the way Wan Chen thinks! Iâm not a fan of the hustle.]
[Seems like Wan Chen is just waiting for a pie to fall from the sky and hit him.]
[Breaking news! Chen Xixi just made another hundred thousand!]
[What the heck?! Is she on the show to make money or what?!]