Chapter 66 The World Kissed Me with Pain
At the same time, in a five-star hotel in the southern province, Zhu Yunsong, who was watching the live broadcast, angrily smashed the glass in his hand against the wall, shards flying everywhere: "That idiot Da Xi!"
He actually let Zhang Mo appear on stage?!
What he found even more unbelievable was that the production team actually condoned all of this.
It's important to understand that, aside from a few technical staff from Shan Hai Live whom Zhang Mo brought, most of the makeup artists, stagehands, and photographers present today were actually from Nan Province TV. And they just watched Zhang Mo appear without anyone stopping her?!
That's not how it's arranged in the process at all!
Enraged, Zhu Yunsong grabbed the phone and dialed Director Gong's number, wanting to get a good look at his uncle and find out what was going on!
However, far away in the control room of Nan Province TV, Director Gong was looking at the real-time ratings report.
Yes, in addition to the online live stream on ShanHai Live, they also broadcast it live on local television.
Zhang Mo's appearance was indeed unexpected and completely inconsistent with the "official," "authoritative," and "traditional" image of their Southern Province TV station. The correct and proper course of action would have been to immediately send someone to remove Zhang Mo from the program to ensure it could proceed smoothly according to schedule.
but--
"Director, this data has surpassed our highest peak last year! Just now, after that Mr. Zhang came on stage!" The staff member wearing a headset stared at the computer screen in astonishment.
Director Gong asked, "What about the online data?"
Staff member: "The number of online viewers has exceeded 300,000!"
That's why people say beauty is the most lethal weapon in the world. With Mr. Zhang's looks, he's absolutely invincible!
Director Gong took out his constantly vibrating phone from his pocket, looked at the three words "Zhu Yunsong" on the screen, and sighed.
Director Gong: "Have the cameraman cut more close-up shots of General Manager Zhang." Then, with a heavy heart, he hung up the phone.
Those who have reached his position know best when to abandon what.
At that moment, Zhu Yunsong looked at the disconnected phone and finally realized that he was finished.
.
Being on the scene and facing Zhang Mo directly, Da Xi was naturally the most nervous. When he heard Zhang Mo's sarcasm, his first reaction was: Oh no, this woman is coming for me.
However, he is a million-follower influencer after all, so he still has the ability to adapt to changing circumstances.
He chose not to answer the question directly, but instead sighed and said with a helpless expression, "It seems that Mr. Zhang is still very concerned about my help in finding Ms. Chen's daughter."
I have no problem with Mr. Zhang himself; I just don't agree with your platform's practice of charging for family tracing. This kind of thing should never be treated as a business transaction.
In the live chat, many people were actually unaware of the full story. Only after Da Xi reminded them did they realize that the unscrupulous platform used by the ruthless boss who was trending a few days ago was the same one they were using today, and immediately another wave of criticism erupted.
Faced with such blatant slander, Zhang Mo offered no explanation, only staring intently at Da Xi with her clear black and white eyes: "You didn't answer my question; you're changing the subject. Why won't you answer? Are you afraid?"
Overjoyed, Da Xi realized that Zhang Mo was completely off-track, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. "I'm just... stating the facts." In fact, he was almost at a loss for words.
“Fine, I’ll let you have this one.” Zhang Mo generously spread his hands. “Since we’ve already brought it up, let’s talk about this so-called paid child-finding service.”
During the live stream that day, I made it very clear that this money was a deposit, fully refundable if the search for relatives was unsuccessful. The money would only be transferred to the account of the relatives being searched if the search was successful.
Our platform did not earn a single penny from this.
“But this is also a huge burden on their families!” Da Xi interjected, “Perhaps Mr. Zhang doesn’t do much charity work, so he doesn’t know that families like theirs are in very poor financial condition. Perhaps in Mr. Zhang’s eyes, 10,000 or 100,000 is just a small amount of money, but for them it is an astronomical figure.”
Upon hearing this, Han Xiao, who had remained silent, couldn't help but glare at Da Xi. They had agreed to stick to the facts, but she was also going to add a sarcastic remark about Zhang Mo not doing charity work.
"Then let me ask you, what is the purpose of these people searching for their children, especially those daughters who were sent away in order to have a son?"
He readily offered words of comfort during the celebration: "Of course, it's simply to see if the child is doing well, and then to make it up to the child properly."
"Compensation? How will you compensate me? The kind of compensation where you don't get a single penny?" Zhang Mo asked.
While this is often the truth, it sounds harsh when it's brought up publicly.
"...families that can afford it will probably still give some."
"Since it's going to be given anyway, why don't we act as a third party to keep it safe? If the search for relatives is successful, they'll be family; it's just a matter of transferring money from one hand to the other."
Da Xi couldn't accept this fallacy and blurted out, "What if those girls take the money and run away?!"
Bullet comments—
Wait a minute? What kind of human language is this?
What do you mean by "ran away"? Is this a search for family members or was she sold to you?
[It's not just about wanting compensation, is it? Are there other conditions behind this compensation?]
[Am I going to have to go back to serving tea and water, and taking care of the elderly until their death?]
[Got it. I'll go have a bunch of kids and then just leave them anywhere. They can be found in 20 years and used to support me in my old age. That's incredibly profitable!]
Chen Feng, who had been watching the comments closely, gave a thumbs-up from behind his laptop.
Zhang Mo couldn't help but smile faintly. She didn't need to look to know what the comments section would look like.
Da Xi's face turned pale. He realized he had just said the wrong thing and could only make one last attempt, but his words were completely illogical: "What I meant was that being able to reunite with one's biological parents is an extremely difficult thing. As a person, one should accept the imperfections in life. Tagore once said: 'The world kisses me with pain, but I repay it with song...'" He loved quoting these inspirational sayings from famous figures.
"Excuse me, I have to interrupt you here." Zhang Mo coldly and firmly interrupted his rambling. "Considering that some students might be watching our live stream, I have to correct him here."
In section 167 of *Stray Birds*, Tagore's original quote is: "The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return in songs." She paused deliberately at this point, as if waiting for something.
Da Xi looked at Zhang Mo with a blank expression.
Zhang Mo paused for a moment, a rare look of guilt appearing on her face, mixed with a hint of doubt and surprise: "Oh, sorry, I saw that your account says you have a master's degree, I thought you could understand it. After all, there don't seem to be any words in this passage that are above the CET-4 level."
"..." Da Xi's face turned even uglier, and he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
"It's alright, let me translate it. The most accurate meaning of this sentence is actually: The world kisses me with pain, yet expects me to repay it with song." She looked at Da Xi with a smile, her voice clear and strong, "That's just too shameless."
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