[Holy shit, holy shit! What’s happening! Jiang Ning is live streaming?]
[What is this place? What is Jiang Ning doing?]
[What are those two guys opposite her talking about? What the heck? Stop shaking the camera so much!]
[Wow, Jiang Ning is actually live streaming? Has she finally seen the light and decided to start selling goods on Douyin?]
[Speechless, who was it that was calling Jiang Ning dumb before, saying she wasn’t cashing in on her popularity by not live streaming or selling products? Look now, she’s being shrewd. She must have deliberately ignored the trending searches to build up her popularity all this while!]
[Wow, the stream has only been live for a few minutes and there are already over 100k viewers?]
[No, no, what are those two guys arguing about? A donation link? What’s the guy in white saying? Is it what I think it is?]
In Jiang Ning’s live stream, numerous netizens were engaged in a heated discussion.
Three minutes ago, Jiang Ning had suddenly gone live without a word.
She was already trending at the time, with countless netizens searching for her every second.
Jiang Ning’s abrupt live session instantly drew the wide attention of countless netizens.
Seeing Jiang Ning’s avatar indicating she was live, nearly ninety percent of netizens thought that she, like those internet celebrities who had skyrocketed to fame overnight, could no longer resist the allure of the traffic and popularity and had come out to earn money through live streaming.
But when they clicked in.
Instead of the expected Jiang Ning, they saw two middle-aged men arguing under a tree?
Netizens were clueless.
No matter how they bombarded the chat with messages, Jiang Ning did not respond.
And it was also unclear how she was holding the phone; the angle of the live stream camera was particularly odd.
The netizens’ confusion was unknown to Jiang Ning.
Of course, even if she saw their comments, she couldn’t speak up to explain anything at the moment.
This sudden idea to live stream came to Jiang Ning’s mind after learning about what Chen Deshuang had done.
Jiang Ning had occasionally seen some fundraising links in group chats or on social media feeds. Whenever she saw them, she would a little.
Had it not been for the last two tasks, Jiang Ning wouldn’t have learned that beneath a straightforward donation, there could be so many dark secrets.
Chen Deshuang was just an employee at Ocean Company, yet he dared to exploit his position for such schemes.
Ocean Company was huge, with at least a hundred positions like the one Chen Deshuang held.
And there were not only Ocean Fundraising as a donation platform; there were many other help-each-other platforms, large and small.
These people, wearing the cloak of public service, were engaging in deeds even animals would disdain.
Simply catching Chen Deshuang wouldn’t change much. Hence, she decided to completely tear off this sham cover, let the light spread, and leave no shadows anyplace to hide.
She believed that there would definitely be netizens who could understand this.
Jiang Ning flipped her phone around and hung it around her neck with the phone’s lanyard.
She did this silently, with only Qi Xingzhou aware of it while the two involved parties were oblivious.
The words of Chen Deshuang left Ge Dagen feeling utterly lost.
Clutching the corner of his shirt, his face was filled with anxiety and bitterness, unsure of what to do.
Seeing him only served to make Chen Deshuang more smug.
After getting into this business, he had encountered many people, and simple-minded, country folks like Ge Dagen, with no backing and no educational background, were especially easy to manipulate.
Even if Ge Dagen didn’t agree now, it didn’t matter to Chen Deshuang. He had time to wear Ge Dagen down since he wasn’t the one desperate for money.
Chen Deshuang looked on self-assuredly, just waiting for Ge Dagen to relent.
Though Ge Dagen was an uneducated farmer, he was not foolish. He had simply suffered from a lack of education and worldliness, not a lack of intelligence.
Ge Dagen knew his limitations, and more importantly, the other party was holding the funds that could save his son.
Ge Dagen’s lips trembled as he internally battled with himself.
Seeing Ge Dagen so conflicted, Chen Deshuang spoke to him in a seemingly kind voice, "I told you before, as long as you give me the materials, I’ll upload them for you. You wouldn’t need to wait three days to get ten thousand yuan. Did I lie to you? Not only did the donation reach ten thousand, but it also doubled."
"What did you say when I first approached you? You called me a swindler, wondering how it could be possible for anyone to money. Look now, haven’t people started donating?"
"You have to look at the big picture when it comes to things . Your son’s fundraising campaign hasn’t ended yet; there’s still room to work with it."
"As long as you agree to these service and labor fees, I can continue to work with you. I get my labor fee, you get the free donation, neither of us loses out. Isn’t that good for everybody?"