Zheng He watched the time slowly pass, and it was almost twelve oâclock, the end of the show, his heart gradually cooling.
Itâs over, it looks like his dream of five million is about to be dashed.
At Jiang City Police Station.
It was the first time the police had seen someone turn themselves in for buying Fake Money.
But since it was Zheng He, the police didnât find it that strange.
After all, what canât Zheng He do?
The police curiously asked: âWerenât you in Hai City? Why did you come to Jiang City to commit a crime?â
Zheng He explained: âI didnât commit a crime this time.â
The police looked up at Zheng He, laughed silently, amused by him.
Twenty minutes earlier, Zheng He had called the police himself, saying he had bought Fake Money but the seller didnât deliver, and there was a bar involved in organized crime, taking revenge on him.
Surely, the bar being involved in organized crime is illegal.
But buying and selling Fake Money is also illegal.
The officer helplessly shook his head: âTell me, how much Fake Money did you buy?â
âI paid a deposit of 3,000 yuan to the seller, planning to buy 300,000 yuanâs worth of Fake Money, who knew that the seller wouldnât uphold the deal! They didnât even deliver!â Zheng He grew more and more angry as he spoke, and in his agitation slapped the table which accidentally hurt where he was recently beaten, causing him to gasp in pain.
The police smiled: âHe was already selling Fake Money, and you still expect him to be honest? But you, dealing in Fake Money is illegal, you threw yourself into the net today, donât blame this old acquaintance for not being polite.â
Zheng He hurriedly said: âWait! I know itâs illegal, but my intention wasnât to trade Fake Money. I wanted to buy it as evidence to report the Fake Money production den to you! I am a righteous person!â
â!!!â The police were stunned, eyes wide, as if seeing a different Zheng He!
Unable to hold back, the police patted Zheng He on the shoulder and praised: âNice one, lad! Going to Hai City has not only raised your legal awareness but also enabled you to provide us with clues to solve a case!â
Zheng He lowered his shoulder, grimacing: âOuch ouch ouchâ¦â
The police immediately retracted his hand, an apologetic look on his face: âSorry, forgot about your injuries.â
Zheng He chuckled, smugly saying: âItâs okay, these arenât called injuries, they are a heroâs medals!â
âBut how did you get these injuries? How did you offend that bar?â
Zheng He told the police about the reporting incident but concealed the embarrassment of his reporting blunders. He only mentioned that after reporting them twice, the bar held a grudge and retaliated.
Regardless of the truth in Zheng Heâs story, beating someone up is indeed not right, the police reassured: âDonât worry, leave this matter to us, we will definitely get justice for you!â
âGood, and make sure to get my 3,000 yuan back.â
âSure.â
Zheng He then remembered something, looked at the police, and asked with a smile: âSpeaking of which, is there a reward for providing this clue about the Fake Money production?â
âThere is, but I have to report it to the superiors, youâll need to wait a couple of days.â
âOkay, okay, also if you catch the people who beat me, make sure to notify me immediately.â
He definitely wanted to harshly exploit them!
By the time he left the police station, it was past midnight, and his live broadcast room had returned to normal broadcast state.
[What was Zheng He doing just now? Why was the live broadcast camera off for so long?]
[Didnât he say during the day that he was going to quietly take care of big things? He must have been doing just that!]
[Isnât Zheng He behind the police station? How did he end up in the police station again? Could this be the âbig dealâ he was talking about?]
[LOL! Zheng He keeps losing money in the ranking; initially, he had over 3,000 yuan, now itâs almost gone. What on earth is he doing? The show is about to end, where did his money go?]
[I have a feeling he got scammed again, otherwise, why would he go to the police station!]
[Same feeling hahaha!]
â¦
The next morning.
The five guests were called by the production team to gather at the hotel early in the morning.
Itâs the final day of the month-long program, so a ceremony was definitely in order, hence the chief director called Wan Chen back.
People from a variety show should be neat and tidy!
Zheng He was so tired since he got back past four oâclock in the morning, and the production team woke him up at seven today, especially since he didnât win first place in funding or popularity, he was full of complaints.
Zheng He looked at the production team and frowned, âAh, since the first place has emerged, just go ahead and give her the award. Why have us get up early to witness this? We already endured the frustration of competing fruitlessly for a month. Are you sure this isnât meant to aggravate us!â
When he thought about how hard he had worked this month, not only did he come up empty-handed, but he also ended up losing one hundred thousand yuan, his body ached!
As for losing that one hundred thousand yuan, wasnât it because he gave bribes to the assistant director just to vie for this opportunity? All for nothing after suffering for a month.
What kind of lousy opportunity did he pay for himself!
Wan Chen felt what Zheng He said made too much sense. Calling him back today, wasnât friendly to him as someone who lost five hundred thousand yuan.
Moreover, Chen Xixiâs win owed a lot to him!
If he hadnât given Chen Xixi that fifty thousand yuan in the end, how could she have won so easily?
Itâs really infuriating!
Wan Chen thought this wasnât okay! Zheng He couldnât have come to this program for nothing!
Just as the host Qian Yue was about to speak, Zheng He preempted him, âAbout my 3000 yuan, everyone is curious about where it went, now thereâs a chance, Iâll tell you the truth, actually I used that 3,000 yuan to eliminate harm!â
Since he couldnât get the five million prize money, gaining some reputation and popularity isnât too much, right?
His current reputation online was terrible, potentially affecting his image. After all, heâs now somewhat of a celebrity, he should still be mindful. What if a business approached him for advertisements after the show, or wanted to sign him as a star?
So he had to spread the good deed!
[Eliminating harm for the people? Preaching fake nobility?]
[Eliminating harm? Isnât he the harm?]
[What happened to his face? Itâs black and blue, did he get beaten up again?]
[Why is this guy so unlucky!]
Qian Yue intended to announce the ranking situation first, but hearing Zheng He speak, he stopped and looked towards Zheng He.
Chen Xixi and the others also looked at Zheng He, as they were also curious about what Zheng He was up to last night, and why he came back bearing the looks of having been beaten.
Last night, Chen Xixi and the others even discussed whether to call the police, it was far too dangerous for Zheng He not to come home late at night, with Zheng Heâs intelligence, it wouldnât be surprising if he was lured away by a human trafficker.
While Zheng He wasnât exactly an admirable person, he was still a living human being; they would feel guilty if something really happened to him.
After all, they didnât take the fool seriously.
Zheng He raised his chin slightly, smiling proudly: âI spent 3,000 yuan on fake money, then provided the police with clues about the counterfeit money production. Last night, not only did the police commend me for eliminating harm, but theyâre also going to award me a bonus!â