Beauty Lin called the other party over, but it wasn’t to humiliate them—she represents Guojia Machinery now.
To humiliate soone using public power for private matters, when isn’t it possible? Why do it at this critical juncture?
So she ignored the other’s words, even though he was an old senior, "Whatever prejudice you have, I don’t care; what I need to say is... do you want to smooth things over with Feng Jun?"
"I dream about it," the old boss responded without hesitation, then sighed, "It’s your young generation’s era now."
Beauty Lin was indifferent to his lantation—the old tirs’ cries are sothing she’s seen too much of as the new generation, no sympathy here, "So you want to smooth things over, right?"
"Definitely want to smooth it over, must smooth it over," the old man nodded without hesitation, "This old body I don’t care about, but my son, I have to protect... you’ll have your own son one day!"
"My son is still in his dad’s sack," Beauty Lin sneered, given her career she’s seen all kinds of hysteria, and doesn’t mind his reaction at all.
She smiled mystically, "If you want things to smooth over, then show so sincerity!"
The old boss seed a bit confused, "Of course I have sincerity but... may I ask, can you make the decision?"
Beauty Lin gave a slight smile, "Well, that’s true. You should discuss sincerity with Feng Jun."
The old boss understood imdiately, nodded in realization, "Feel free to tell anything, if it’s within my power, I’ll do it."
It’s tough for him, addressing a woman younger by three or four decades as ’you.’
Beauty Lin nodded, leisurely watching him, "If I heard correctly, are you trying to wait for Feng Jun?"
"Not wait," the old man quickly explained, "Just want to et him personally to explain so related misunderstandings."
"You won’t et him," Beauty Lin smiled faintly, "None of us can, let alone you?"
"Understood," the old man nodded again, "Actually I can et others, that’s what you an?"
Beauty Lin smiled mysteriously and didn’t answer his question.
The old man had guessed the situation, "Do you an you can give so advice?"
Beauty Lin smiled again, still not answering.
He’s sure she’s trying to make so extra cash from him, and he straightforwardly said, "Then na a price!"
Beauty Lin coughed lightly, "What kind of price should I na? Your words, old sir, are a bit unclear to ."
She’s planning to get so extra money from him. Technically, her job doesn’t allow it, but since he decided to stick to Luohua stubbornly, she doesn’t have enough reason to stop him, so selling so irrelevant information can earn her a little money.
But when he asked her to na a price, she wouldn’t—it’s asking for trouble.
The old boss understood her ntality as well; seeing her not na a price, he could only take the initiative himself, "There are three of you here altogether, I offer ten thousand, as fees for advice from all of you, deal?"
"Ten thousand?" A young person sneered, "In a decent place in the Imperial Capital, that’s not even enough for a restroom down paynt, are you mocking us?"
An older person coldly spoke, "Three people? How many people are there with us, can you know?"
The old boss felt reckless at the words, "I underestimated, I’ll offer fifty thousand, please provide so guidance."
Beauty Lin looked at him coldly, remaining silent. She thought fifty thousand was about right; anymore would be risky.
But the old boss thought she was still unsatisfied, bit his teeth, "A hundred thousand, no more; otherwise I’ll just keep waiting."
The young person chuckled lightly, "Keep waiting... you need our permission for that."
The older person exchanged a glance with Beauty Lin and spoke in a serious tone, "Speaking only?"
"I brought cash," the old boss replied solemnly, he ca prepared to reconcile, not just with cash but also with a card, in his plan, spending a million to pass this hurdle is worth it.
The driver was his son’s chauffeur, along with a family nephew, carrying two hundred thousand in cash.
The two young n took a hundred thousand in cash, put it in one suitcase, and loaded it into Beauty Lin’s car.
Beauty Lin didn’t speak, but glanced at the young colleague.
The young person received the hint and moved forward, speaking quietly, "Co early tomorrow, before eight, the one who will be live streaming will co out of the estate, whatever you need to say, tell him."
Feng Jun can’t co out, but you can wait for the people live-streaming.
The old boss nodded, didn’t speak, and after a while, suddenly asked in astonishnt, "And what else?"
"What more do you want?" The young man looked at him strangely, "Isn’t this information enough?"
Holy crap! The old boss almost swore, he spent a million bucks just to buy a piece of information that’s so easy to co up with, was this extortion?
However, thinking about what the other said, "You want to keep watch, you need our permission," he knew he couldn’t lash out, so he could only smile apologetically and ask, "Even if I can’t et President Feng, you should at least tell about the live-strear’s identity, personality, right?"
"One hundred only buys you this much information," the young man replied nonchalantly, "If you’re not satisfied, you can take the money back, don’t worry, I absolutely won’t stop you."
Take the money back... the old boss definitely didn’t dare, that would completely offend the other party, so he could only smile wryly and plead, "Can you at least give so hints on how to deal with that live-strear?"
"How can you be this stupid?" The young man looked at him with displeasure, "That live-strear is essentially a straightforward person, understand? It’s your family that’s been too overbearing, got it?"
Your words, how are they any different from not saying anything? The old boss complained silently in his heart.
However, even bystanders felt that the other side was straightforward, and he felt this matter wasn’t really hard to handle.
Honest people can be deceived honestly, although he didn’t dare to bully the other side, he felt this matter was relatively easy to manage.
The old boss tried to invite a few people for dinner, but they clearly weren’t interested in paying him any attention, so he drove away and found a place nearby to stay—after spending this million, at least he didn’t have to wait outside the manor all for nothing.
The next day, he really ca over early, and indeed stopped Gao Qiang’s car around eight o’clock.
Gao Qiang was surprised to see soone blocking the car, glanced at Beauty Lin not far away, lowered the car window, and asked, "What do you an by this?"
"Hello," the old man stepped forward, smiling apologetically, "Are you the live-strear known as ’Cancer is Not as Fierce as a Tiger’?"
Gao Qiang glanced at Beauty Lin again, then lightly coughed, "We don’t accept fans showing up at our door, you should know the rules."
"The Dou Niu live-streaming platform is run by my son," the old man didn’t hide it, "The kid was ignorant, and had offended you in the past, I ca specifically to apologize."
"The Dou Niu boss’s dad?" Gao Qiang was montarily stunned, then dismissively smirked, "Your kid’s not young, if apologies worked, what do we need the police for?"
You, a driver, need to be this arrogant? The old boss looked at Lin Heihu, "Of course, I’m not just here to apologize, I certainly have my sentints, as long as you are willing, anything can be negotiated."
Lin Heihu shook his head, then nodded upwards, "You just talk to him, he can represent fully."
The old boss looked at Gao Qiang in astonishnt, dared this person not just be a driver?
Gao Qiang shook his head helplessly, "Turns out poor vision runs in the family, your son’s poor in judging people, and you’re not much better."
With the old boss’s thick skin, he wasn’t ashad by these words, he gave a dry laugh, "My son mainly infringed on the rights of this live-strear, so I sought him to talk, what should I call you?"
"How you address doesn’t matter," Gao Qiang replied seriously, "Actually, you didn’t just infringe on the rights of one live-strear, we all went to White Whale, didn’t plan to take the money, and your son still chased after us, being ruthless..."
"This was done by the employees below, it has nothing to do with my son," the old boss instinctively deflected bla, then realized it wasn’t appropriate, so he added, "Of course, he has managent issues, I admit to that."
"It’s more than just managent issues," Gao Qiang coldly laughed, "We were all subjected to difficulties, it’s a procedural thing, very natural, aning we’re not the only aggrieved live-strears, can you deny that?"
How could the old boss dare deny it? It was indeed like that, even he didn’t respect live-strears, and there were too many that had been humiliated, if the other wanted to find evidence, it really wouldn’t be hard at all.
No one had stood up for live-strears before, the platform made it difficult for small live-strears with impunity, now soone stood up to uphold justice, what kind of reaction would it cause was obvious.
So he found an excuse, "The issues might objectively exist, live streaming itself is a novel thing... discovering problems isn’t fearful, as long as they’re corrected, don’t you think?"
Gao Qiang was most annoyed by people who blatantly lied, using so specious reasons to cover up their true intentions, he couldn’t help but coldly laugh, "Clearly it’s a filthy matter, and the way you put it, it becos objectively existing?"
The old man put on a serious face, about to argue, when he heard the live-strear speak, "Old Gao, wait a mont... this gentleman, how do you plan to express your apologies?"
The old man got excited when he heard this, he had indeed considered specific operations, so the answer ca instantly.
"First is to unfreeze the account and restore the live stream room, second is to not only pay the revenue share but also provide financial compensation, third is a recomndation spot on the hopage, if you have any other conditions, feel free to ntion them."
Gao Qiang’s mouth twisted, a faint sneer appeared on his face, "Heh, financial compensation... how much can you compensate?"
(Updated to summon monthly tickets.)
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