Chapter 112 Chief Henchman

Paul Yarrow sat in front of the computer, skillfully using the mouse and keyboard to log into the Facebook website.

Because he was too fat, there was no computer chair suitable for him, so he could only sit on a stainless steel chair.

As soon as you move it slightly, a squeaking sound will be heard.

On his half-bald head, the remaining hair is very messy. He is not tall and always wears black trousers and a loose white pullover. This is the image of Paul Yarrow.

They are very similar to the homeless people waiting under the overpass to receive government Comprehensive Social Security Assistance.

In a way, the only difference between Paul Yarrow and a homeless person is that he lives in his own home.

According to official government statistics, he is considered an unemployed vagrant.

Even though he always boasted that he had two jobs.

One was at home, his father had passed away and he needed to take care of his elderly mother who was suffering from cancer at home.

There is another job that he is most proud of: he is a social celebrity on Facebook.

The distance between Paul Yarrow and those so-called successful people is almost the distance from the Earth to Mars.

He had no money, no social status, and even no decent job. He was fat and ordinary, the kind of person who, if a sign fell on him while walking on the street, would kill dozens of people.

But he made himself famous in another way.

Be a spectator emperor.

This stems from a very traumatic experience.

When he came across a TV interview recording by chance, he had the opportunity to express his opinions and views on the matter, but unfortunately, because of his image, looks, and even social status, he was automatically ignored by the reporters and cameras.

This hit him hard, and he then vented his dissatisfaction on the Internet.

Unexpectedly, it triggered responses from a large number of netizens who shared the same idea as him.

With the support of this group of netizens, Paul Yarrow decided to do something different.

Since then, he has appeared on TV screens in various ways.

He commemorated the victims of the bombing on the London Underground, took part in a march in Hyde Park, and watched the 2010 prime ministerial election from Downing Street. He appeared on programs on British local TV stations such as the BBC, Sky, and Independent, and even on overseas TV stations such as Al Jazeera.

A netizen once did a statistics for him and found that he had appeared at the reporting scenes of more than 100 news events in the past year or so.

This made Paul Yarrow a celebrity on Facebook and also a celebrity in real life, with people rushing to take photos with him whenever he went out. It even triggered a collective reflection among the British media on whether the media truly achieved equality and freedom.

And in the eyes of fat people in Britain, he became a hero.

But fame still couldn't change anything for Paul Yarrow. At best, it could only satisfy his little vanity and make him a topic of discussion throughout Britain, but it couldn't bring him money or social status.

He still stayed in the house his parents left him, squatting in front of a computer whose fan made a squeaking sound when it was running.

He is still a **silver!

He logged into Facebook, answered some messages from netizens, and paid attention to current events around him. He found that today was quite peaceful.

"Another boring day!"

Paul Yaro sighed and opened the rapp application on Facebook out of boredom.

He admires Psy very much because Psy did what he wanted to do but couldn't do.

That is to prove with facts that even if you are an ugly and fat person, you may become the focus of everyone around you and become a superstar that attracts worldwide attention.

Psy did it, and he did it at a lightning, miraculous speed.

He also likes Yoona Lim. In his eyes, she is a goddess-like beauty and his dream lover.

So, when he first heard about the gift-giving app called RAPP, he gave a gift to Psy and Yoona respectively.

He had no money, so he gave only one pound per gift.

He hopes that there will be other fans who like Psy and Yoona as much as he does and continue to add money.

After opening the rapp interface, he entered the list of gifts he had given out and was dumbfounded when he saw the list.

He saw that the list of gifts he had given was full of zeros, with only the first and last numbers being one.

How much is that?

Paul Yaro put his fat face almost in front of the monitor, and counted the zeros on the monitor with his thick fingers, "One... two... three... four... five..."

"Oh my God, five zeros, that's one million and one pounds!" Paul Yaro's hands trembled and his head almost hit the monitor.

He wondered if he had seen it wrong, and he rubbed his eyes hard, as if he wanted to squeeze his eyeballs out. Then he opened his eyes and looked clearly, and he was indeed not seeing it wrong.

A guy with a messed up name added a million pounds to his gift list for Yoona!

That's one million pounds!

God, who is so rich that he can just casually spend a million pounds?

Paul Yaro held his heart and found that it was beating very fast. He took a few deep breaths and calmed himself down.

“Take a screenshot, take a screenshot now!”

This fat guy has seen a lot of big scenes. He has been on TV at least more than a hundred times, so his psychological endurance is not low.

After taking the screenshot, he decided to post it on Facebook, Twitter, WeChat and other major social media platforms.

He wants to share this feat with all netizens.

This is a feat created by a fat man like him.

This time, he hoped that everyone would notice him and look at him with admiration and envy.

In less than an hour, Paul Yarrow's screenshots went viral on Facebook, WeChat and Twitter.

"Oh my god, this guy is so rich, he spent a million pounds on a gift."

“This rapp is so cool. It also allows people to add money to the gift. What a great idea!”

"Rapp? Hmm, I've been using it for over a month. It's definitely useful!"

"It's unbelievable. Who on earth is this Lin Yuna?"

"Lin Yuna? You don't even know who Lin Yuna is?"

"Ha, there are people in this world who don't know Lin Yuna?"

"Uncle Psy, do you know? Lin Yuna is the heroine in Psy's music video, a great beauty!"

"Beautiful girl? Wrong, our Yoona is a super beautiful girl!"

“Is there a woman in the world more beautiful than Im Yoona?”

"The people above are a bunch of Lin Yuner's crazy fans, no explanation needed!"

"Go to hell upstairs, I won't explain!"

"Yoona, Yoona, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!"

A few hours later, the British BBC TV station urgently reported this news that shocked the Internet.

"Dear viewers, welcome to the BBC hourly news."

"How much is a gift worth? It probably varies from person to person and is difficult to define."

"But this morning, Paul Yaro, a social networking celebrity, discovered something strange. A gift worth one pound that he gave to Korean actress Lin Yuner suddenly became worth one million pounds, and more and more netizens are adding money to it. Let's find out what happened."

Paul Yarrow appeared on the television screen, facing the camera directly for the first time in his own home.

He cried!

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WeChat corporate headquarters.

Andres Ihaan rushed open the door of Yang Huan's office in a hurry and rushed in breathlessly. Both Yang Huan and Sun Yue were startled.

"Master Huan, something terrible has happened!" Andres Ihahn almost collapsed from exhaustion.

"What's the matter?" Yang Huan stood up from his seat.

"We..." Andres Ihaan pointed behind him without looking back, "The number of our users suddenly..."

Yang Huan and Sun Yue both showed their concern, "What happened suddenly?"

"It suddenly skyrocketed!" Andres Ihane said after taking a breath.

"Fuck!" Yang Huan gave him the middle finger and sat down again.

Andres Ihaan quickly rushed to Yang Huan's desk. "Two days ago, a wealthy man registered our rapp. He seems to be a fan of Lin Yuner. He directly added one million pounds to a gift for Lin Yuner. Now this matter has become a hot topic on the Internet, and everyone is talking about it..."

As they were talking, the Swede noticed that neither Yang Huan nor Sun Yue looked surprised at all.

"You already knew that?"

Sun Yue chuckled. This Swede was good at software development, but he was not good at reading people's expressions.

"I knew it earlier." Sun Yue patted Andres Ihaan's shoulder with a smile and asked him to sit down. "Think about it again, who is the rich man who offered one million pounds?"

After being reminded of this, even if Andres Ihahn was a fool, he would immediately think of Yang Huan.

Over the past period of time, the media has been hyping that Yang Huan was supporting Lin Yoona, which is why she was willing to offend Jin Dayong for him and caused such a big disturbance in South Korea.

Think about that user again, he used English, which is actually the pinyin of Chinese. Translated, isn’t it Master Huan?

"Oh my God, Master Huan, that rich man is you?" Andres Ihaan stood up excitedly.

One million pounds directly made Rapp appear on the BBC, Independent and Sky News, and caused an uproar on the Internet. Was all this done by Yang Huan?

Yang Huan smiled bitterly, "I accidentally made 10,000 pounds into 1 million pounds!"

Sun Yue and Andreas Ihahn both had dark lines on their faces. Can this also be a reason?

Or does this Young Master Huan really have so much money that it’s overflowing?

Why doesn’t such a good thing happen to me?

“But no matter what, we must not let others know, otherwise they will say that we directed and acted this out ourselves!” Yang Huan solemnly reminded Andres Ihahn again.

The Swede is not the kind of person who is inflexible. As long as rapp becomes popular, he will be happy.

Just at this moment, Yoona Lin appeared outside Yang Huan's office door.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, revealing a pretty face as beautiful as a flower. She wore a white shirt under a black coat, paired with dark blue jeans and a pair of black flat shoes.

He stretched out his right hand and gently knocked twice on Yang Huan's open office door.

The three people in the office all looked over at once, each revealing a hint of surprise.

"Andres, let's go first. Let's talk about the promotion!" Sun Yue immediately pushed Andres Ihaan out the door.

"I have something else to say!" The Swede originally had something else to say, but was pushed hard by Sun Yue to walk out the door.

"Hello, Miss Yoona!" Before going out, Sun Yue greeted Lin Yoona.

"Hello, Mr. Sun." Lin Yoona nodded and smiled slightly.

After going out, Sun Yue turned around, gave Yang Huan an ambiguous look, and slammed the office door shut.

"Hey, I still have a lot of things I want to discuss with Master Huan." Andres Ihaan was a little angry.

"Let's talk about it later. Didn't you see that Master Huan and Miss Yuner had something to discuss?" Sun Yue pushed him with a smile. "Besides, what can be more important than Miss Yuner?"

Andres Ihaan is not a fool, he just has less contact with Yang Huan.

Now when he heard Sun Yue say this, he immediately realized something.

"Could it be that Master Huan and Miss Lin..."

"Hey!" Sun Yue interrupted him immediately, "I didn't say anything, you guessed it yourself."

Andres Ihaan immediately laughed, "I told you, look at the way Miss Lin looks at Master Huan, I feel he is extraordinary. Master Huan is handsome, talented, and generous. A man like him is simply the best!"

Sun Yue was dumbfounded as he listened to this and almost wanted to hit him on the head.

Hey, this is strange, why are there more and more flatterers around Young Master Huan?

Even this seemingly honest Swedish tech geek has learned to flatter?

Moreover, it’s such disgusting flattery!

It seems that being the chief follower beside Master Huan is not an easy task.

At the very least, the competitive pressure is extremely high!