"Sister Wang, did I hear that right? The village chief said my son was scammed out of 2 billion? Is it 21 yuan or 2 billion?" Xiao Ze's mother pricked up her ears to listen.
Aunt Wang heard it too.
Two billion?
How is that possible?
Their county's annual GDP is less than 5 billion.
"You must have misheard. Maybe the village chief misspoke or misread. It's impossible for two billion. Your Xiaoze is such a scoundrel... I mean, your Xiaoze won't be fooled." Aunt Wang quickly corrected herself when she saw Xiaoze's mother's expression turn sour.
Xiao Ze's mother became a little uneasy. She went to the door and knocked on the window to wake up Lin Xiao Ze, who was pretending to be asleep.
"Son, the brigade says you've been scammed out of two billion."
"Uh..." Lin Xiaozhe knew this wasn't something to be proud of and didn't know how to answer. Actually, during his time at home, he had been wanting to tell his parents that he was now rich.
But he didn't know how to explain it.
This is even more inexplicable. How much do you have to do to become a live streamer to have two billion?
Sigh, he had secretly spent money to replace the furniture at home with a batch of imported foreign items, but such an expense was still just a drop in the ocean for Lin Xiaozhe.
Let's buy them a house. My parents have lived in the village their whole lives and are not used to city life.
It seems that being scammed this time has finally relieved him of a worry, and his parents now know how rich he is.
Just as he was about to confess, three or five women came in from outside, their faces beaming with joy, to tell Xiaoze's mother the good news.
"Xiaoze's mom, great news! Your son has been scammed out of 2 billion! It's true, they've even put up a banner at the entrance of the village."
"Xiao Ze is really amazing, he managed to be scammed out of two billion."
"Two billion! That's a lot. If you asked me to count it one bill at a time, it would take me months."
Aunt Wang said incredulously, "It really is Xiao Ze! How can he be so rich?"
When Xiaoze's mother first heard this, she thought her son had really made something of himself. But then she thought, wait a minute, isn't this bad news? What's there to celebrate about being scammed?
"Xiaoze, get out here right now!" Xiaoze's mother roared, her face grim.
"Xiaoze's mom, why are you yelling at the child? The police said the money has been recovered."
"Really!" Xiaoze's mother immediately beamed with joy, performing a face-changing act on the spot.
At this moment, a tall, bald man entered the room with a big smile on his face and said, "Congratulations, Xiaoze's mom, you've finally made it through! I saw Xiaoze get scammed out of 2 billion. He's made something of himself. I've always said this kid will amount to something great since he was little."
Lin Xiaozhe: "..."
"Uncle Zhao, are you mocking me or praising me?" Lin Xiaozhe pushed open the door and came out to greet the guest.
"Wow, you're a big shot in town now! Our whole town is famous because of you. Xiao Ze was scammed out of two billion, which means he must have at least two billion, right? Even if he didn't have two billion, he must have tens of millions left. Besides, I heard he's already gotten the money back," Uncle Zhao said excitedly.
Immediately afterwards, all the relatives came to congratulate him, but they were all really just asking if Lin Xiaozhe had recovered the money. After hearing that it had been recovered, they all felt that they were very close to his family.
Even relatives from the town they rarely visit drove down to show their concern, bringing bags and packages of gifts that quickly filled half the yard.
These gifts included some from relatives, as well as some thank-you gifts that Li Qiang brought with him.
The village chief, the Party secretary, and neighbors vied to donate vegetables and fruits from their fields, as well as rice, flour, oil, and other supplies, which soon piled up into a small mountain.
Why hadn't I noticed before that the villagers were so hospitable and that the relatives had such good relationships? Lin Xiaozhe scratched his head. He ruled that it couldn't be because he had become rich.
I guess it's because the villagers and relatives suddenly realized that I'm quite handsome; that must be the reason.
The commotion lasted until noon, when everyone went back to cook. Xiaoze's mom hummed a little tune while cooking lunch, she was in a great mood. After eating, she rushed out to visit other people's homes, probably busy with wedding preparations again.
Lin Xiaozhe started a live stream at home in the afternoon, and his viewers were shocked to see that the yard was full of all sorts of things.
[Starting the broadcast on time? Something's off about this streamer.]
[Xiaoze's family opened a small shop?]
[Live-streaming e-commerce? I want that bunch of scallions.]
[What's happening with Li Chenglong? Let's hear what's going on.]
Seeing that someone was concerned about Li Chenglong's situation, Lin Xiaozhe replied, "He was taken to the hospital last night. It was just a superficial injury, nothing serious. Don't worry, this kind of person will be locked up for life."
[He messed with someone he couldn't afford to offend.]
[As expected of you, wherever you are, there are scammers.]
【Hello, Kudo Ozawa.】
Will you participate in the Bullfighting Carnival?
Even dogs aren't participating; it's probably just a race to see who can spend the most money.
This type of activity is extremely taxing on sponsors.
K God: [I'm fine. As long as Xiaoze participates, I'll easily get first place.]
The Six Paths Demon Lord [That's right.]
Red Phoenix [Wins first place with her eyes closed.]
"Niu Le Grand Ceremony?" Lin Xiaozhe noticed a new icon on the right side of his live stream called Niu Le Grand Ceremony. He clicked on it and took a look. The rules inside were quite complicated, but surprisingly, this time it wasn't about who spent more money than the streamer's sponsor.
The event lasts for nine days, and today is the second day.
The rule is that fans vote every day, and if they vote for six consecutive days, they can get 1,000 votes on the seventh day. In other words, it mainly depends on the number of fans, their cohesion, and their stickiness.
That's alright. If it's about who spends the most money, then it's better not to participate in this kind of event. It's just giving money away to bullfighting.
Fans only need to spend one yuan to cast three cards every day, and can make up for one day's missed votes. On the seventh day, a qualitative change will occur, and it will be a test of whose fans persist the longest.
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