But the question is, do they have any other options?
"or……"
He hesitated for a moment, but still took out the note that Uncle Chen had given him.
"I...I'll contact the number Uncle Chen gave me first, ask about the specifics, and think of a solution?"
The two women looked at him but didn't say anything, which was taken as tacit agreement.
The path of live streaming, which had just shown a glimmer of hope, was cut short. Now it seems that the only option left is to try another, even less promising path.
Zhang Shaozhong took a deep breath, took out his phone, and dialed the number on the note.
The phone rang for a long time before being answered. A deep, wary male voice came from the other end: "Hello? Who is this?"
"Hello... Hello!"
Zhang Shaozhong's palms were sweating with nervousness.
"It was Uncle Chen... Uncle Chen from Boguzhai gave me this number. He said I have a bit of... 'minor trouble' and would like to ask you for help..."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, as if they were recalling something, before they spoke:
"Oh... Old Chen recommended him. What's the problem?"
"They're... my two distant cousins, they came from the mountains, they don't have household registration..."
Zhang Shaozhong repeated the prepared speech once more.
After listening, the other party asked directly:
"Did Old Chen tell you the price?"
"I...I said it..." Zhang Shaozhong's voice was weak.
"Is the money ready?"
"...almost there..."
Zhang Shaozhong braced himself and asked, "Could we... get it done first? I'll raise the money as soon as possible? Or... pay in installments?"
A sneer came from the other side:
"Kid, do you think this is grocery shopping? Installment payments? If you don't have the money, don't waste my time. The rules are simple: if the money is in place, you can get the goods in as little as half a month. If the money isn't in place, forget it."
"Half a month? That fast?"
Zhang Shaozhong was startled.
"Hmph, there are plenty of ways. But the premise is that this number cannot be less than a penny."
The other party's tone was forceful.
"Contact me again once you've raised enough money."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without giving Zhang Shaozhong any chance to bargain.
Zhang Shaozhong listened to the busy tone on his phone, his mood becoming even heavier.
The other party was very arrogant and had a very unconventional approach, but their asking price was also quite unambiguous.
Money! Everything is about money!
He looked at the livestream room that had been banned for seven days, then at the two troublemakers in front of him who were good at causing trouble but had no talent for making money, and sighed deeply.
"How is it?" Night Enchantress asked.
"The other party said... once the money is raised, it can be done in as little as half a month."
Zhang Shaozhong said in a muffled voice!
Half a month! This timeframe is like a shot in the arm, but it comes with immense pressure.
"We cannot give up on the path of live streaming."
Zhang Shaozhong's eyes hardened again.
“Let’s switch platforms and start over! This time, let’s set some rules: no matter what others say, we absolutely won’t get angry! We’ll just pretend we didn’t see it!”
He looked at the two women: "For the sake of our identities! For the sake of being able to walk out of the house with our heads held high! We'll endure it!"
Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier exchanged a glance and finally nodded.
Enduring humiliation and hardship for freedom!
But Zhang Shaozhong knew in his heart that he had to be more careful and cautious in the next live broadcast, and... he had to come up with a better way to shut up those "debunkers", otherwise the same trouble would come again.
The road ahead remains bumpy, and my wallet remains empty.
But the goal has never been clearer—make money! Get the permits!
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