Chapter 860 Chi Bao Extra (3)
[That's right, your boss has superhuman energy; don't forget you're made of flesh and blood!]
[I just remembered that time my classmate's boss changed her flight at the last minute. It was pouring rain that day, and my classmate got stuck in traffic. She rushed to the airport with the materials she needed for a meeting, only to be five minutes late, and she got a really bad scolding.]
[I'm speechless. Giving them a little money and they treat them like animals.]
"If you ask me, your awareness is just not good enough," the streamer glanced at the comments and said with a half-smile, "You're all out here working, can you still consider yourselves human? In the boss's eyes, when necessary you have to be a cow, a horse, or Doraemon, you have to carry a magic box with you and be available whenever he calls! Even if he can't sleep and asks you to go over in the middle of the night to sing him a lullaby, you can only reply 'Yes, sir, wait for me, I'll be right there.'"
[Hahaha, the streamer is easy to scold.]
With the same dedication as a livestreamer, you'll succeed at anything.
I now realize the gap between myself and my classmate, and I feel ashamed of my inferiority.
Ha, I despise simps like that the most. Simps, simps, in the end, they get nothing.
With a "tsk," the streamer immediately blocked the last person who left a comment, effectively ending the stream's chat.
[Hahaha, I love how decisive and efficient the streamer is.]
Can't you tell the streamer is being sarcastic? What an idiot. I support blocking him.
[That's right, working people have it tough enough already. They go online to vent their emotions, who wants to put up with this humiliation? The streamer did a great job blocking them!]
"Hey, that's why I said I was willing to go live, you guys are so cute." A cheerful female voice came from the screen, with a hint of teasing and genuine emotion in her tone; she sounded quite happy.
This joy was contagious, and Kong Chi found himself unconsciously smiling as he spent half a day in the live stream.
This streamer is quite interesting.
This boss is really a bit of a jerk.
How can you exploit your employees like this?
How can you not tell if an employee is feeling unwell?
Making people drink so much alcohol, I wonder which unscrupulous company did this.
Kong Chi silently complained in his heart for a moment, then directly sent a big rocket to the streamer.
The rocket in the live stream shot up in less than two seconds, and the comment section exploded.
Holy crap, that's amazing!
[Ahhhhh, this is a rocket worth 20,000! Your good days are here, streamer!]
[I didn't see clearly, was the big rocket a gift from the "single aristocrat" just now?]
That's right, we don't know if this guy is single or not, but we can be sure he's definitely from aristocracy.
The streamer clearly didn't expect to receive such a tip.
She paused for a moment, then quickly said, "Thank you 'Single Aristocrat', but you don't need to send rockets. This live stream is for everyone to chat and complain with me, so there's no need for donations."
Her fans may have initially tuned in to watch her play games, but over time, as she frequently complains about her work and boss, those who remain are mostly empathetic, downtrodden working people.
It's only natural to make money off capitalists.
Earning money from working-class people is a crime punishable by heaven.
Adhering to this principle, she has always advocated civilized criticism and refused to give tips.
But after the anchor had spoken, this "single aristocrat" showed no sign of backing down.
He then gifted four or five more rockets, finally leaving a message: "I've saved enough money, considering switching jobs."
That one sentence caused an uproar in the live stream room.
This is the vision of a true leader.
[This guy is awesome! He doesn't play games!]
[It's rare to find someone so insightful who empathizes with us working-class people; I'm so touched!]
Single Aristocrat: [Although I don't work for anyone, I still despise this kind of boss.]
Bullet comments—
[Not working for others... I guess you can't make money by working. Waaaaah, I want to send rockets to the streamer too!]
Sister Ban, cherish this big shot, he's a good person...
[It seems this big shot is a boss, but a boss with a conscience!]
Single Aristocrat: [Indeed]
The streamer couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the last two words: "Anyway, thank you 'Single Aristocrat', but I still don't need so many tips. If you're really a boss, giving your employees more benefits would show you empathy for us working people. After all, most bosses these days offer their employees enough pie to live on until retirement, which is really a bit suffocating."
When Kong Chi heard her say that, the corners of his lips curved up even more.
Just as I was about to comment, the doorbell rang on the screen.
"Please wait a moment, everyone." Then, the sound of footsteps going to open the door could be heard from the live stream room.
Soon someone else returned, and the "Baoleme Medicine Purchase" bag in their hand accidentally appeared in the frame.
The comments section instantly exploded with activity—
Did Sister Ban buy medicine?
How is the streamer? Is he really feeling unwell?
[The anchor can't do it, please take a day off tomorrow, really, your life is more important.]
"I'm fine," the streamer smiled and reassured her concerned fans, "It's just that I got a rash from drinking too much alcohol, so I bought some anti-allergy cream."
[Damn, the streamer has an allergic reaction and still has to drink it. I absolutely despise the streamer's unscrupulous boss.]
[So heartbreaking, sister, give me a hug.]
Earning money is really hard, sis, you must take good care of yourself!
"Okay, okay, it's getting late, that's all for today. Everyone should get some rest. Those who haven't finished get off work yet, don't stay up too late. If you're a girl, please be careful on your way home."
[Oh, my sister is so gentle, I love her.]
[The host should also get some rest! Save up your energy for tomorrow's battle of wits with the boss!]
[Good luck, sister! Goodnight!]
Kong Chi didn't expect the other party to end it so quickly. He subconsciously clicked into the comments section to say something, but before he could type anything, the screen went completely gray.
Looking at the cold message "The streamer has ended the broadcast," Kong Chi felt a sense of loss.
He hesitated for a moment, and before exiting the interface, he clicked on the streamer's personal homepage.
The streamer's profile picture was an orange cat with a pink headband on its head, looking adorably silly.
The streamer's name is "Overtime Missing Person," and his personal motto is a very simple and straightforward eight-character phrase: Sweep away the stench of work and be yourself again!
No wonder her fans keep calling her "Sister Ban".
However, judging from the name and personal signature, the streamer probably also deeply resents this job.
That's true, considering what the comments said about the streamer having such an unscrupulous boss, nobody would want to work a regular job.
Kong Chi instinctively wanted to click the follow button, but when he was about to press it, he realized that Kong Ran had already followed him, otherwise he wouldn't have accidentally swiped into this page.
So he could only leave the page in frustration.
He turned off his phone and closed his eyes again.
He thought he would have a hard time falling asleep again, but to his surprise, he drifted off to sleep very quickly this time.
Before he fell asleep, the last thing that echoed in his mind was the anchor's sarcastic remark: "Even if he can't sleep and asks you to go over in the middle of the night to sing him a lullaby, all you can say is, 'Yes, sir, wait here, I'll be right there.'"
Interestingly, Kong Chi's smile remained unchanged even before going to sleep.
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