Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore Chapter 530: The Mysterious Scar-Faced Man

Tonight, just as Xiao He achieved success and fa, Zhou Junhao on the other side also began his own adventure.

In a certain city, an apartnt building.

"Thank you, Auntie SS, for the rocket. Let sing another song for you, auntie."

Zhou Junhao cleared his throat and then sang a song that couldn't be called bad, but also couldn't be called good, ultimately successfully scaring this "Auntie SS" out of the livestream room.

After the countdown in the top left corner ended, Zhou Junhao swiftly turned off the livestream with quick hands and eyes, then let out a long sigh.

"Click."

As if the timing had been calculated long in advance, just as Zhou Junhao took off his motion capture equipnt, soone opened the door and ca in.

"Ti's up, my turn."

A girl wearing glasses walked in and began skillfully putting on the motion capture gear for herself.

Following her in was Brother Nan, who had brought Zhou Junhao in earlier.

Brother Nan entered, glanced at Zhou Junhao's livestream results, his face showing an expression of indescribable difficulty, then looked up at Zhou Junhao, frowning as he asked, "These results of yours aren't acceptable. Have you thought clearly about what I discussed with you last ti? Normally, our company doesn't allow switching fields, but your livestream performance is just too poor. I went through a lot of trouble to secure this valuable opportunity for you. If you don't go, I'll have to give this chance to soone else."

A pleading and troubled smile hung on Zhou Junhao's face as he mumbled, "Bro, the main thing is I really can't dance. Even if I go on a face-reveal livestream, it wouldn't be of much use, right..."

"Then learn! Our company isn't a charity, letting you co here just to fool around? Let remind you, if your livestream revenue doesn't improve, you won't be able to repay the company loan this month."

The virtual avatar design fee was fifty thousand, the motion capture and livestream equipnt deposits totaled forty thousand... Though it sounded good, when he joined the company, Zhou Junhao was charged a scattered total of a hundred thousand yuan.

However, since he was a "poor graduate," the company helped him open a loan service. He now needed to earn his living expenses through the livestream room while also repaying this company loan. Otherwise, interest would compound, making it increasingly impossible to repay.

Of course, if a newcor looked at these contracts, they might only realize the truth later on. But Zhou Junhao was already half a seasoned veteran. He had long studied the contract clearly, even organizing all the pitfalls buried within, preparing to expose them all together later during the big reveal.

But on the surface, Zhou Junhao still nodded, "Okay, Bro, I'll think about it so more."

After repeatedly assuring Brother Nan that he would give an answer tomorrow, Zhou Junhao walked out of the room.

This was a low-cost apartnt building. The interior had long been remodeled into one small room after another, like nesting dolls. Within one apartnt unit, five or six small spaces were carved out, provided to livestrears under the company's na for broadcasting.

The passageways for these units were isolated from other apartnt corridors and modified into their own internal passageways. The original fire hydrants had been removed. Even the corners and both sides of the hallway were divided into different display areas, showing today's check-in status, livestrear revenue rankings, and so on. There was even a huge electronic screen scrolling real-ti revenue growth and livestream room gift-giving situations, as well as the livestrears' broadcast duration.

What horrified Zhou Junhao was that the broadcast duration displayed for the livestream rooms at the very end was 74:54:09.

—Which ant this person had been live for three days straight!

Three days! Three days! Three days without a break in between!

Apart from taking care of biological needs, this guy was practically welded into the livestream room!

Could the human body even withstand that?

Zhou Junhao stared, dumbfounded.

Just then, soone hurried over.

"Brother Nan! The livestrear in room 121 has had another emotional breakdown!"

Brother Nan, behind Zhou Junhao, cursed, "Damn it! I said not to recruit people with ntal issues! Crying and crying all the ti, it's so annoying! Can't she take more dicine before going live and endure it a bit more? Such a pretentious bitch."

Then Brother Nan followed the person and left.

Zhou Junhao's gaze followed the number 121 moving on the screen, then he discovered the livestrear for that room number had been broadcasting continuously for 20 hours.

Though not as bad as the three-day one, still, 20 hours!

It was only after recently becoming a livestrear that Zhou Junhao realized how truly exhausting livestreaming is!

Just these past few days, broadcasting for over six hours each day had already left him completely drained, let alone 20 hours straight!

These people really don't treat livestrears as human, do they?

Forget about those already depressed. With a work environnt and pressure like this, developing depression directly would be the norm!

Zhou Junhao looked left and right, noticing no one was around. The surveillance cara above also deliberately avoided the large screen. So, Zhou Junhao moved to this blind spot of the cara, slightly raising the thing in his hand to film.

"That guy over there—"

A person's voice suddenly sounded, startling Zhou Junhao, making him jolt and stand up straight.

"What are you still doing standing here?"

The one walking over was a guy in a security guard uniform. However, based on Zhou Junhao's observation, this guy was probably just a thug for their operations.

"Nothing, nothing's wrong."

Zhou Junhao put his hand down as if nothing had happened.

The security guard looked Zhou Junhao up and down, his gaze settling on the pen hanging from Zhou Junhao's chest pocket. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You there—"

"Hey, security guard over there, co here. Brother Nan wants you."

Just at that mont, soone walked over from the other side and called out.

"Seems like a livestrear over there fainted. Aren't you going to check it out quickly?"

The security guard withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the newcor.

That person wore a mask and a hat. Only the exposed corner of his eye had a trace of a scar.

"Got it."

The security guard turned and walked towards Brother Nan's direction.

That person also silently brushed past Zhou Junhao's shoulder and continued walking forward.

But after a few steps, he stopped again, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Zhou Junhao snapped back to reality and imdiately followed him, "I'm coming."

The two walked out of the apartnt building in silence.

Only after completely leaving that oppressive environnt did Zhou Junhao say in a low voice, "Thank you."

The masked man just glanced at him, then asked with unclear aning, "Reporter?"

Zhou Junhao's pupils trembled violently: !!

How did this person know?

Almost as a conditioned reflex, Zhou Junhao instinctively jumped back a step, then looked around in all directions, wary of soone ambushing him from behind like last ti.

"No need to be anxious. I just observed it," the man said. "Your acting, though sowhat lousy, is enough to fool those guys."

His proud undercover plan was actually evaluated as "lousy" by this guy??!

Zhou Junhao felt provoked. He sized up this man, then realized the other party was the guy he had encountered in the hallway the first ti he ca to this company!

The scar on the other's face was still fresh in his mory.

For a mont, Zhou Junhao couldn't judge whether he was good or bad, so he could only maintain a neutral stance, saying, "Well, sorry to say, but your judgnt of people isn't accurate at all."

The man chuckled softly, surprisingly agreeing, "I have indeed taken a huge fall before because of poor judgnt. But later on... one always has to compensate for such a fatal flaw."

He took off his mask in front of Zhou Junhao, revealing a face full of beard and a sowhat weathered appearance. Then he said to Zhou Junhao, "I have so more evidence in hand. I think you might be interested. If you dare to co with , then follow."

After that, he took the lead and walked ahead.

Under the bright streetlights, Zhou Junhao got a clear look at the other's face.

That face looked so familiar, yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't rember where he had seen this person before.

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