Chapter 121
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These past few years, the Wen family had really not been as they once were. Every investment they made always failed and cost them even more money. Others have already started to gamble and guess when Wen Jin Cheng would be forced to resign as CEO. News of Fang Xin Tong was only the cherry on top, making the Wen family once more a laughingstock.
Fan Qiu Yun had dabbled around the entertainment industry in her early years, but when she married into the Wen family, she had retreated from the spotlight. To outsiders, she was an elegant figure of a wealthy family. Her life looked blessed and fulfilled, which made others compliment her as a woman with many blessings.
At this time when her only son was on death’s door, Fan Qiu Yun had pointed her rage directly at Fang Xin Tong. Each word was dripping with murder, with the kind of slander that just barely compared Fang Xin Tong to a public bus. Fang Xin Tong who was raised up so spoiled was also not one to take it lying down. She immediately responded back with her own retorts and this word battle lasted for more than half a month at a minimum, which made a lot of the audience who were into the drama as happy as they could be.
Half a month later, Fang Xin Tong came back from Bali and posted that she would annul her marriage with Wen Tian Hao, which led to another bout of gossip.
Compared to the mess that was the Wen family, Wen Chuo’s life was going as normal as it could be. After he signed onto DK, he was given a promotional spot which increased his exposure to a certain level. The gaming section was normally one that enticed quite a few viewers, so when more people found his channel, his follower count flew upwards.
Everyday Wen Chuo would stream how he passed the levels, and he kept quite a steady pace. The number 1 spot on the overall ranking was basically only him and Wan Ye interchanging their seats. Still, he was not a talker, speaking as little as possible, and except for his tutorials, he never joined in on any other offline events. Fans of Wan Ye thought that there would be slander against them or drama, but these things never appeared, and the fights eventually slowed to a stop. A few fans even switched over to Wen Chuo’s side.
In a short amount of time, Wen Chuo had grown to have over a hundred thousand fans. If DK had an inspiring up and newcoming streamer award, Wen Chuo would be a strong contender. The only caveat was that when he livestreamed, he was still not willing to show his face, and he had few interactions with his fans. So in the face of it all, it felt like there was a bit of a distance between him and his fans, which meant that his popularity would naturally be one level below popular streamers like Wan Ye.
Replaying previous streams or videos did not earn a lot of money; the majority of his earnings came from the audience and their social networks. Adding that to his pay from carrying newbies through the levels, Wen Chuo calculated that his earnings in these four months were close to about 90 thousand yuan Averaging it through the months meant that he had earned about 20 thousand per month and if he continued this line of work, continued to gather more fans, it would only look for the better.
Lin Xian, this town was too small. All that he could ever reach for was only within this tiny square footage. Wen Chuo desired to go further, somewhere wider and more open, somewhere bigger and limitless, and then perhaps when he was old, he would have the desire to come back to this place filled with so many memories.
Old tenement buildings surrounded the area, with their walls crisscrossed with scars. Looking up, half of the sky would be filled with intricate and thick electrical wires. Even the clothing racks had lost their original appearance from the corrosion of wind and rain. Covered in rust as they held onto the multicolored clothing hanging on them to be dried.
And in the midst of all this, a brand new black Mercedes-Benz quietly stopped on the roadside. It shone under the gleaming sun, which attracted quite a few stares from passing pedestrians.
When Liu Meng Meng was not busy, she liked to stare at that car and space out. With her voice full of envy,
“That car looks so pretty. It keeps wandering around the neighbourhood, I wonder who it belongs to?”
Bai Yang looked out through the glass door, and seeing the mark on the car and the license plate, for some reason, his expression immediately became muted and hard to decipher.
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These past few years, the Wen family had really not been as they once were. Every investment they made always failed and cost them even more money. Others have already started to gamble and guess when Wen Jin Cheng would be forced to resign as CEO. News of Fang Xin Tong was only the cherry on top, making the Wen family once more a laughingstock.
Fan Qiu Yun had dabbled around the entertainment industry in her early years, but when she married into the Wen family, she had retreated from the spotlight. To outsiders, she was an elegant figure of a wealthy family. Her life looked blessed and fulfilled, which made others compliment her as a woman with many blessings.
At this time when her only son was on death’s door, Fan Qiu Yun had pointed her rage directly at Fang Xin Tong. Each word was dripping with murder, with the kind of slander that just barely compared Fang Xin Tong to a public bus. Fang Xin Tong who was raised up so spoiled was also not one to take it lying down. She immediately responded back with her own retorts and this word battle lasted for more than half a month at a minimum, which made a lot of the audience who were into the drama as happy as they could be.
Half a month later, Fang Xin Tong came back from Bali and posted that she would annul her marriage with Wen Tian Hao, which led to another bout of gossip.
Compared to the mess that was the Wen family, Wen Chuo’s life was going as normal as it could be. After he signed onto DK, he was given a promotional spot which increased his exposure to a certain level. The gaming section was normally one that enticed quite a few viewers, so when more people found his channel, his follower count flew upwards.
Everyday Wen Chuo would stream how he passed the levels, and he kept quite a steady pace. The number 1 spot on the overall ranking was basically only him and Wan Ye interchanging their seats. Still, he was not a talker, speaking as little as possible, and except for his tutorials, he never joined in on any other offline events. Fans of Wan Ye thought that there would be slander against them or drama, but these things never appeared, and the fights eventually slowed to a stop. A few fans even switched over to Wen Chuo’s side.
In a short amount of time, Wen Chuo had grown to have over a hundred thousand fans. If DK had an inspiring up and newcoming streamer award, Wen Chuo would be a strong contender. The only caveat was that when he livestreamed, he was still not willing to show his face, and he had few interactions with his fans. So in the face of it all, it felt like there was a bit of a distance between him and his fans, which meant that his popularity would naturally be one level below popular streamers like Wan Ye.
Replaying previous streams or videos did not earn a lot of money; the majority of his earnings came from the audience and their social networks. Adding that to his pay from carrying newbies through the levels, Wen Chuo calculated that his earnings in these four months were close to about 90 thousand yuan Averaging it through the months meant that he had earned about 20 thousand per month and if he continued this line of work, continued to gather more fans, it would only look for the better.
Lin Xian, this town was too small. All that he could ever reach for was only within this tiny square footage. Wen Chuo desired to go further, somewhere wider and more open, somewhere bigger and limitless, and then perhaps when he was old, he would have the desire to come back to this place filled with so many memories.
Old tenement buildings surrounded the area, with their walls crisscrossed with scars. Looking up, half of the sky would be filled with intricate and thick electrical wires. Even the clothing racks had lost their original appearance from the corrosion of wind and rain. Covered in rust as they held onto the multicolored clothing hanging on them to be dried.
And in the midst of all this, a brand new black Mercedes-Benz quietly stopped on the roadside. It shone under the gleaming sun, which attracted quite a few stares from passing pedestrians.
When Liu Meng Meng was not busy, she liked to stare at that car and space out. With her voice full of envy,
“That car looks so pretty. It keeps wandering around the neighbourhood, I wonder who it belongs to?”
Bai Yang looked out through the glass door, and seeing the mark on the car and the license plate, for some reason, his expression immediately became muted and hard to decipher.
These past few years, the Wen family had really not been as they once were. Every investment they made always failed and cost them even more money. Others have already started to gamble and guess when Wen Jin Cheng would be forced to resign as CEO. News of Fang Xin Tong was only the cherry on top, making the Wen family once more a laughingstock.Fan Qiu Yun had dabbled around the entertainment industry in her early years, but when she married into the Wen family, she had retreated from the spotlight. To outsiders, she was an elegant figure of a wealthy family. Her life looked blessed and fulfilled, which made others compliment her as a woman with many blessings.At this time when her only son was on death's door, Fan Qiu Yun had pointed her rage directly at Fang Xin Tong. Each word was dripping with murder, with the kind of slander that just barely compared Fang Xin Tong to a public bus. Fang Xin Tong who was raised up so spoiled was also not one to take it lying down. She immediately responded back with her own retorts and this word battle lasted for more than half a month at a minimum, which made a lot of the audience who were into the drama as happy as they could be.Half a month later, Fang Xin Tong came back from Bali and posted that she would annul her marriage with Wen Tian Hao, which led to another bout of gossip.Compared to the mess that was the Wen family, Wen Chuo's life was going as normal as it could be. After he signed onto DK, he was given a promotional spot which increased his exposure to a certain level. The gaming section was normally one that enticed quite a few viewers, so when more people found his channel, his follower count flew upwards.Everyday Wen Chuo would stream how he passed the levels, and he kept quite a steady pace. The number 1 spot on the overall ranking was basically only him and Wan Ye interchanging their seats. Still, he was not a talker, speaking as little as possible, and except for his tutorials, he never joined in on any other offline events. Fans of Wan Ye thought that there would be slander against them or drama, but these things never appeared, and the fights eventually slowed to a stop. A few fans even switched over to Wen Chuo's side.In a short amount of time, Wen Chuo had grown to have over a hundred thousand fans. If DK had an inspiring up and newcoming streamer award, Wen Chuo would be a strong contender. The only caveat was that when he livestreamed, he was still not willing to show his face, and he had few interactions with his fans. So in the face of it all, it felt like there was a bit of a distance between him and his fans, which meant that his popularity would naturally be one level below popular streamers like Wan Ye.Replaying previous streams or videos did not earn a lot of money; the majority of his earnings came from the audience and their social networks. Adding that to his pay from carrying newbies through the levels, Wen Chuo calculated that his earnings in these four months were close to about 90 thousand yuan Averaging it through the months meant that he had earned about 20 thousand per month and if he continued this line of work, continued to gather more fans, it would only look for the better.Lin Xian, this town was too small. All that he could ever reach for was only within this tiny square footage. Wen Chuo desired to go further, somewhere wider and more open, somewhere bigger and limitless, and then perhaps when he was old, he would have the desire to come back to this place filled with so many memories.Old tenement buildings surrounded the area, with their walls crisscrossed with scars. Looking up, half of the sky would be filled with intricate and thick electrical wires. Even the clothing racks had lost their original appearance from the corrosion of wind and rain. Covered in rust as they held onto the multicolored clothing hanging on them to be dried.And in the midst of all this, a brand new black Mercedes-Benz quietly stopped on the roadside. It shone under the gleaming sun, which attracted quite a few stares from passing pedestrians.When Liu Meng Meng was not busy, she liked to stare at that car and space out. With her voice full of envy,That car looks so pretty. It keeps wandering around the neighbourhood, I wonder who it belongs to?Bai Yang looked out through the glass door, and seeing the mark on the car and the license plate, for some reason, his expression immediately became muted and hard to decipher.
