Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness - Chapter 150: So You're the Fucker Named Wang Weifeng, Huh?
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“Pleased to meet you, I am Shark’s manager, Wang Weifeng.”
Wang Weifeng bowed and respectfully presented the business card in his hand.
Bi Fang did not reach out to take it but instead calmly sized up Wang Weifeng.
This was the first time the two had met, having at most contacted each other by phone before.
Despite the smile on his face, the haggardness could not be concealed, with a blue stubble on his chin, a strong smell of alcohol on his body, his tailored handmade suit was wrinkled, and even his shirt collar was not properly arranged, exuding an air of decadence.
Bi Fang stroked his chin, finding it somewhat amusing.
Wasn’t it this guy who had misled him at Shark, pressuring him into joining Wolf Fang, and now here he was, eagerly seeking him out again?
He didn’t feel regret though, as it turned out, Wang Weifeng was genuinely a good person, not only did he help him stop the losses in time, he also steered him away from the wrong choice, leaving the big pit that was Shark.
After a long while, the landlady standing by saw Wang Weifeng shivering and only then did Bi Fang reach out to take the business card.
Wang Weifeng, whose card was taken, stood up supporting his waist and casually wiped the sweat from his forehead.
As Bi Fang’s popularity soared, the pressure on Wang Weifeng during the past half month was immense.
From the second live broadcast, the signs of trouble were already showing, but Wang Weifeng was still holding back until after this broadcast, when someone snitched, maligning that it was he who had deliberately driven Bi Fang away and even accepted benefits from the Tami Association to promote Lu Wentao.
Wang Weifeng was forced to prove his innocence, barely managing to do so, yet the senior executives were still dissatisfied, not because he was double- dealing, pressuring anchors with industry competition to lower their demands.
These were the unspoken rules of the industry; everyone who understood, understood – it’s by doing so that the company could reap the lion’s share. Wang Weifeng had always done well, which is why he became a manager.
Engaging in plots and schemes was never wrong; the mistake was that, after doing all that, it resulted in losses for the company, and that was the biggest failure.
But this time you drove away someone who could have been a top anchor and promoted someone inadequate, that is a problem of capability!
Your incompetence caused the company to suffer losses!
If you can’t make amends, then pack your bags and get lost!
Wang Weifeng knew there must be someone scheming for his position, but making amends was easier said than done. Ever since Bi Fang decisively left Shark, he understood this young man was different, probably hadn’t experienced much failure, and was still an idealist, not yet ready to easily bow down to life.
The cost of making amends would be anything but small.
Wang Weifeng had always considered himself a competent businessman; Bi Fang’s success was never a result of his own vision, but because fate willed it.
When it came to Wilderness Survivalist, Lu Wentao was not bad at all, even making efforts to improve himself, but then came Bi Fang with his unpredictability!
Just look at what he’s done; Bear, Wolf, prehistoric creatures in the Underground Cave – normally, he should have died when he encountered the bear, not have been able to keep going!
This isn’t doing a live broadcast; this is courting death!
Willingness to take the business card was good; it meant that there was still room for discussion. It was feared that not even accepting a business card would make the relationship tense at first sight.
Clearing his jumbled thoughts, Wang Weifeng looked at the young man in front of him, somewhat at a loss for words, and could only play the sympathy card, “Mr. Bi is indeed elusive. I’ve been staying in a hotel for a whole week, just hoping to catch you when you return. I’m glad I finally got the chance to wait for you.”
Hearing this, Bi Fang gave a slight smile, his fingers flipped the card over, glanced at it briefly, and then stuffed the card back into the other’s suit pocket, patting it lightly, “So you’re the fucking Wang Weifeng, huh?”
Wang Weifeng’s face stiffened, unsure of how to respond to this remark and could only offer an awkward smile as compensation.
“If you truly want to talk, come inside.”
Bi Fang also noticed the landlady watching the drama unfold and didn’t want to stand in the doorway making a spectacle of himself. He pulled out his keys, ready to turn the doorknob and enter, only to find it was covered in dust.
The landlady also saw this and slapped her forehead, “Oh my, look at my memory; you haven’t been back for so many days that I thought you wouldn’t be coming back to stay, so I never cleaned up. I’ll do it, I’ll do it.”
As she was about to grab her apron to clean, she was stopped by Bi Fang, who glanced at Wang Weifeng beside him.
Wang Weifeng, understanding, tugged at the hem of his suit and wiped the dust off the doorknob until it was spotlessly clean.
“Ah, this…” The landlady had never seen such a scene and was somewhat afraid.
“No, it’s nothing,” Wang Weifeng waved his hand. “I’ve been wanting to change this suit for a while now, it’s not at all fitting; just perfect, just perfect.”
Bi Fang walked into the room and turned on the light.
Wang Weifeng nodded to the landlady, then followed Bi Fang into the house.
Bi Fang had only taken two steps before he fixed his gaze on Wang Weifeng, “I just mopped the floors here.”
Wang Weifeng glanced at the dust on the ground and then at Bi Fang, walking around the room with shoes on. He silently took off his own shoes.
“I’ve made it clear I don’t want to talk, yet you’ve got some nerve with that thick skin of yours.”
Bi Fang was speechless, how could the other party be so tolerant?
Bi Fang never saw himself as a particularly forgiving person; he couldn’t stand being bullied without fighting back.
When Wang Weifeng appeared just now, if it hadn’t been for the landlady’s presence, he wouldn’t have even wanted to talk and had deliberately given him a hard time.
He had hoped the other party would back off when things got tough, but instead, they faced the challenge head-on.
Being able to become a manager undoubtedly required real skills; at least in the art of ‘turning the other cheek,’ he couldn’t catch up, even if he tried.
Unfazed by being called out, Wang Weifeng wasn’t embarrassed in the least— who doesn’t climb up from the bottom to reach the top?
Bi Fang’s words didn’t make him feel ashamed; instead, he joked, “You can’t say that, Mr. Bi. Isn’t this just a display of my sincerity?”
Bi Fang walked over to the side where the hot water flask was, lifted it to check, and finding that it still had water, he randomly grabbed a cup, didn’t bother washing it, and poured a cup, handing it to Wang Weifeng, “Drink water.”
Wang Weifeng waved his hands repeatedly, “No need, I’m not thirsty.”
“So, there’s nothing to talk about, huh? What about your so-called sincerity?”
Wang Weifeng “…”
He took the cup, looked at the black dust floating in the water, suppressed his disgust, took a sip, then quickly put the cup on the table, “Mr. Bi, let’s get to the point quickly.”
“What’s more important than attending to a guest?” Bi Fang pushed the cup back toward him.
This time, Wang Weifeng couldn’t take it anymore. He feared he might actually die here if he drank any more of this water.
“Mr. Bi, I’ve recognized the error of my ways deeply. I was petty, despicable, and shameless. Please, you must forgive me!”
After speaking, Wang Weifeng gave a deep ninety-degree bow.
Ten minutes later.
Seeing no reaction from Bi Fang, Wang Weifeng, who felt his back muscles almost cramping, sheepishly got up, and presented the well-prepared conditions he had brought.
“Mr. Bi, I am truly very sincere in asking you to return to Shark TV. No matter what annual salary Wolf Fang has offered you, we are willing to double it! And we’ll pay it in advance!”
“As long as you livestream, we will feature it prominently, preheat the event in advance, ensuring every Shark TV user sees your livestream.”
“Regarding gifts, we operate on a 90-10 split, and if you livestream on our platform more than three times, we won’t take a cent!”
“When it comes to room inspections, we have plenty of big-name livestreamers at Shark TV. Out of the top ten in livestream popularity, five belong to us. Just say the word, and whoever you want to visit your room, we’ll arrange it!”
“Although our female broadcasters at Shark TV may not be as numerous as those at Tiger Fang, if you want it, we can still provide without leaving any trace.”
“Please, I urge you to come back to Shark TV! Please, Mr. Bi Fang!”
Wang Weifeng was almost on the verge of kowtowing to Bi Fang. In his opinion, offering such conditions to hire a livestreamer was unprecedented.
As long as the other party still cared about fame and status, it was impossible not to agree to such terms.
“Those are very generous terms. It would be tempting to anyone.”
There it is!
No one can resist money.
Wang Weifeng felt a surge of joy, but in the next moment, his expression froze.
“So,I refuse!”