Wen Dalian was somewhat angry but had no choice but to temporarily give in, "Let me go, and I’ll transfer ten thousand to each of you later."
Cui Zhi gave him a look that said, "What the hell are you talking about?"
The assistant somehow produced a rope used for tying things, and everyone stepped forward to tie Wen Dalian up like a zongzi.
About ten minutes later, the Capital City police appeared.
Fifteen minutes after that, photos of Wen Dalian being taken away by the Capital City police flooded all over TikTok.
The next day, the Public Security issued a report, confirming that everything Jiang Ning had released was completely true.
Apart from Wen Dalian, all the other insiders involved in these matters were arrested by the authorities, awaiting further investigation.
Netizens commented sharply:
[What a refreshing takedown of Wen Dalian’s deception]
[Other streamers, envious of the heat: They dare to be angry but don’t dare to speak.
Jiang Ning: You get jail food on the spot]
The netizens, who claimed they could find anything except a partner, even dug up the bullet-screen comment Jiang Ning had previously sent in Wen Dalian’s live stream.
The bullet comment didn’t show the sender’s nickname, but the comment section did.
No one knew who took the screenshot of Jiang Ning’s comment when it appeared, and when netizens saw this screenshot, they had mixed feelings, thinking that everything was Wen Dalian’s own doing. If he hadn’t deliberately piggybacked on Jiang Ning’s popularity during the live stream and hadn’t spouted nonsense, he wouldn’t have caught Jiang Ning’s attention and everything that followed wouldn’t have happened.
Only Jiang Ning’s fans were overjoyed as if it was a great festival because they could tell that she was taking action for them!
The revenge was served on the spot!
How satisfying, truly satisfying!
At the time when all the netizens were supporting a heavy sentence for Wen Dalian, he sat in the detention center, dressed in loose prison clothes, hands cuffed.
He didn’t understand how, in just one short day, his life had turned upside down.
Wen Dalian couldn’t help but recall the past.
He was born into an ordinary family and dropped out before finishing high school.
He had tried many jobs, worked in factories, apprenticed as a mechanic, delivered food... None lasted because he couldn’t handle the hardships. Later, he heard that being a streamer could be lucrative, so he excitedly bought streaming equipment, diving headfirst into the industry.
However, without talent or striking looks, Wen Dalian’s live streams remained lukewarm for months with few viewers. Until one day, out of boredom, he live streamed a walk and witnessed a street vendor secretly adding extra fruit into bags when customers weren’t looking. In that moment, something clicked in Wen Dalian’s head, and he stepped forward to expose the vendor’s trickery.
As expected, this live stream sent him trending and let Wen Dalian taste the sweetness of traffic.
Later, he paid people to act in scenarios where he would make a heroic entrance, or he’d go out live streaming to expose fakes.
The things he would normally not dare to do, the actions he was bound by, seemed possible with the encouragement of the netizens watching through his live stream.
Wen Dalian’s popularity grew, and he gained his own place on TikTok.
After becoming famous, he held two scheduled live streams every day.
One for chatting and mocking, another for selling goods.
Initially, Wen Dalian had no plans to start his own factory and just helped other brands sell their products, collecting a commission and slotting fees for himself and his team.
But as he made more money, Wen Dalian slowly learned about the profit margins in food production and grew increasingly unsatisfied.
With such a large online following, if he could create his own brand and establish a company, growing bigger and stronger, wouldn’t he become a true winner in life?
In the beginning, Wen Dalian thought to never betray the trust of his fans, aiming to produce safe and healthy food, strictly overseeing every step of the process.
As time went on... more and more raw material suppliers approached him with a wide range of prices.
Wen Dalian still upheld his principles initially, but as sales increased, he was tempted to cut costs.
If he could lower his costs by just a few cents, selling ten thousand packs of pickled vegetable snacks would net him an extra two thousand, and he sold tens of millions of packs a year...
On the other hand, if he maintained his principles and didn’t make that money, it was as if he was losing out on a fortune.
As for how things developed to this point, even Wen Dalian wasn’t clear.
It might have started when he began cutting costs, or when he realized that the netizens didn’t have any issues regardless of what they ate... until things spiraled out of control.
The same went for tax evasion.
Before he became a streamer, he had simply hoped to make five thousand a month.
When he got to five thousand, he aimed for ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand, fifty thousand... A hundred thousand, or even more.
But when faced with the large sum of money he had to pay the state each year, the pain made him twitch and he began to search desperately for ways to evade taxes, eventually hiring an employee specifically to cook the books...
Wen Dalian’s decision to leverage Jiang Ning’s popularity was spontaneous.
Recently, the viewership in his live stream had stabilized around twenty to thirty thousand—a number Wen Dalian wouldn’t even dare to dream of when he began streaming. If he had that support back then, he’d probably wake up laughing from his dreams.
Yet, to the current Wen Dalian, those twenty to thirty thousand were utterly insufficient.
He needed a bigger breakthrough to attract even more attention and viewers!
Just before going live, he had stumbled upon news about Jiang Ning possibly entering the entertainment industry.
Wen Dalian had long been envious of the attention Jiang Ning attracted.
Driven by greed, he initiated the fateful live stream yesterday.
If he had known this would happen, Wen Dalian would never have sought to ride on Jiang Ning’s coattails.
Regrettably, no matter how much he lamented, it was too late.
What awaited him was the relentless and just punishment of the law.