Chapter 281: Why is a grown man so petty!

Regarding this task reward, Zhou Yi was a bit tongue-tied; the money was not insignificant, it was truly not insignificant.

Five million, even on Zhihu where the average per capita income is over a hundred million, that is not a small sum.

But this money was given to him, yet not given to him.

The name is very well put, just called Company Special Fund, and just like the Virtual Account, you can choose to use it elsewhere, but you must bear the consequences yourself.

So Zhou Yi would not think about trying to pull a stunt, so the question arises, how to use this money.

Zhou Yi does not intend to invest it directly into the Company, because the Company's current cash flow is fine, and this is just like the previous Charity Special Fund, belonging to the category of being prepared for a rainy day.

Every time a task is in progress, he feels full of passion, but every time a task ends, he feels very empty and wants a cigarette.

Fang Dazhuang has gone home; ever since he returned, he has been entangled with Pinduoduo in various ways, and although he looks calm and composed on the surface, he has still lost a bit of hair on the inside.

As for the matter of being serious, Zhou Yi is very Zen now; on the System Panel, more than half of the fifteen "being serious" events have been completed, but he just doesn't know what kind of title he will get after this upgrade—Senior Troll?

He returned to the Small Residential District all the way, greeted his parents, and continued to stroll around the courtyard of the Small Residential District.

The video editing work has already started at the Studio, and although the task has been completed, there still needs to be a follow-up; at the very least, it must let those audience members who were not deeply involved know the context of the whole matter.

Not everyone is like Pusa Xiong, who can ignore time all day long to eat melons.

"Little Zhou, back from work? Look, can my relative really not go to your Company?"

"Li Daye, it's really not possible. That, I still have things to do, so I'll be going first."

This Small Residential District cannot be lived in; he doesn't even know how these people have the nerve, relying on the little friendship they have with his parents to be able to shamelessly ask to let their own relatives enter his Company.

The Company has a set of processes and standards for recruitment; if he were to just make a casual greeting, then how could business still be done?

He circled to the other side of the Western-style house area; ever since that woman who raised a dog in Jingzhou Cuisine last time, Zhou Yi has rarely come here.

Then, seeing the person in front, Zhou Mouren said casually: "Li Dama? Eh, I saw Li Daye when I just walked over; I see many aunties dancing square dance over there."

"Then could I be lying to you?"

Watching the stout Li Dama turn her head and rush toward the front, Zhou Yi shrugged; he really wasn't lying, Li Daye was indeed watching people dance square dance.

The square dance team in the Small Residential District is quite good now, very well-behaved, and the dancing location is as remote as possible, so there generally isn't much noise.

However, even though the current environment of the Small Residential District is very good, Zhou Yi is also seriously considering whether to move; the money given by the System is not small, and the money won from several Litigations is also not small.

Adding it all up like this... buying a large flat, paying in full is definitely impossible, but a loan is not something that cannot be considered.

Sigh, having a System and still needing a loan, he is probably the worst-off cheater.

It's just that what kind of house is good to buy? This needs to be planned carefully.

Life has returned to calm; Fang Dazhuang is still doing the small cases he thinks are interesting; big "being serious" is "being serious," and small "being serious" is equally important.

And Zhou Xinran, after this period of tempering, Fang Dazhuang believes she can already stand on her own, so she went from an assistant to a formal Lawyer of the law firm.

Pinduoduo finally waited for the sky-high fine they had been expecting for a long time, but the sensation caused was no longer as great as before.

Because new, very popular news appeared on the internet again; a female Employee of the Sishidaidao Company wrote a Small Essay online, pointing the finger directly at workplace sexual harassment, and even sexual assault; in short, the popularity was ridiculously large in an instant, everyone was denouncing the Sishidaidao Company, and all kinds of scandalous news began to appear.

Many people began to speak out, with the spearhead directly targeting men, and the issue of gender opposition was once again pushed to the top of the hot search.

This is also a very normal thing; no hot event can occupy the top of traffic forever; to put it bluntly, everyone is a person who likes the new and tires of the old; eating melons, naturally, one must eat fresh ones.

It was the newly released video that made his audience members very happy, one after another praising him for being a complete man, and telling him never to learn from other pigeons.

Days passed in this dull atmosphere, and the time Zhou Yi was a bit afraid of finally arrived; he had to go back to his hometown with his parents to meet that blind date who was a nurse.

As it happens, the house in his hometown has also been aired out enough.

Going back to stay for a few days is fine, but a blind date... forget it, just treat it as a wish of theirs; if you don't go to meet her, they will keep nagging in your ears.

So after some packing, on the third day of the National Day, Zhou Yi drove with his parents and set foot on the road back to Lincheng.

To this day, Zhou Yi's videos have been filmed for many episodes, and he has been "being serious" in fancy ways about all kinds of injustices in life.

However, there are many people who like him, but there have never been few who spray him!

Some people even persistently sprayed from the first video to the latest video.

A sentence they always have on their lips is: Everyone can see it now, right? This is just a video of a rich person showing off his life; no money, and you want to be serious? You want Legal Aid? Are you kidding!

Theoretically, it is indeed like this; without the System's virtual funds, he, Zhou Mouren, could not be like a honey badger, biting whoever he catches.

This also returns to the question Manager He asked Zhou Yi before: You are working so hard to be serious for them, but it seems they don't appreciate it.

Expanding this "them" a bit, that is the current situation.

Zhou Yi's continuous "being serious" behavior caused Dreamland to cancel the Bully Clause and made Mengxun Company disclose the rules for bargaining, which is a great good thing for many people.

Yet there are still people spraying him.

Therefore, there will always be some people who cannot stand it and stand up to fight back.

"Namo Gatling Pusa": I just want to ask these trolls, did A Yi do it or not? Did he really be serious? There are so many rich people, has anyone ever been serious so straightforwardly?

Regardless of whether he is showing off his life, at least he was serious, and his several instances of being serious against large enterprises have indeed produced good results; shouldn't we thank him?

After finishing these words, Pusa Xiong put down his phone, his face still carrying a trace of indignation.

As a Senior Keyboard Warrior, it stands to reason that Pusa Xiong would not be angry because of these few words, but there is no way; having been away for half a life, he is still a youth upon returning.

Pusa Xiong has always been like this; he just feels that A Yi did a very good job in being serious about these things; just because he is rich, does he have to be sprayed?

It is said that a gentleman judges by actions, not by intentions; if one judges by intentions, there are no perfect people in the world; shouldn't one only target his behavior?

Thinking about these things, Pusa Xiong picked up his phone to look again, and as a result, he saw a reply.

"Lao Jiaohua": Elementary school student? What is he being serious for? Isn't it just to let you brainless fans follow him? I am very surprised to see your reply; can you also learn from him and be serious in life?

"A moron is a moron; say it ten thousand times and he is still a moron. I am just puzzled, why does this kind of video have such high traffic? Are they all morons?"

It is this "Lao Jiaohua"; Pusa Xiong remembers him; he had seen this person before, and he was the one who sprayed the most fiercely, but if you go to look now, those spraying words have already been deleted.

The other party started spraying again, and even someone like Pusa Xiong was so angry that his liver hurt a little; he typed a bunch of words and was about to reply, but found that he had already been blocked.

A mouthful of old blood sprayed out directly; fine, blocking, is it? Okay, no problem, do you think my five alt accounts are just for show?

Immediately switched to the alt account "Namo Atom Bomb Buddha".

"Blocked? Don't, come out and continue the debate..."

After saying a few more things, the other party did not reply, and only then did Pusa Xiong calm down, sending the corresponding screenshots to A Yi's private messages, not caring whether the other party looked at them or not; anyway, it was enough that this audience member had the heart to do so.

The reason Pusa Xiong was able to become a veteran Keyboard Warrior was mainly because his work was very flexible.

Like Xiao Xu, Pusa Xiong was also a writer of web novels, but he belonged to the kind who had been muddling along for many years as a flop; if he became popular, he would go to clubs for models, and if he didn't, he would go out to work, which was his daily routine.

It was just that he hadn't spent much time on keyboard politics lately, because this book was slightly better than the previous ones, so he had to put his heart into it.

It was just a pity that he couldn't write anything; seeing that the sky was already dark, Pusa Xiong went downstairs, drove out, and he didn't even know where he was going, just driving around at random.

Many web novel authors have strange habits.

He parked the car in the suburbs and drove around a few times, wanting to find some inspiration there, but he didn't find any inspiration, and a heavy downpour poured down in an instant.

With no other choice, Pusa Xiong hurriedly returned to the car, pondering that he should just hurry home.

As he was driving, he saw someone flagging down the car ahead; he stopped to look and saw two girls dressed quite exquisitely, saying that it was raining heavily and it was already quite late.

They couldn't get a taxi here, so they had no choice but to wonder if they could catch a ride in his car.

Given Pusa Xiong's character, he naturally began to struggle with the decision.

The struggle was mainly because the people opposite him were girls; if they were men, he would definitely have refused them cleanly and decisively.

"I'm not a taxi, and besides..."

"We really have no other choice, Big Brother. How about we pay you? We'll pay according to taxi rates. Look, it's really not easy for us, and at this hour, we really can't get a taxi. Please do us a favor."

After asking for the addresses of the two girls, Pusa Xiong was still a bit hesitant and said: "Your homes are both in the north of the city, while my home is in the south, and we are currently in the southern suburbs; it's not close to take you there."

"And the distance between your two homes is not close either."

"Big Brother, one hundred yuan should be enough, right? When we arrive, we'll give you one hundred yuan!" one of the girls said.

Since they had already said that, Pusa Xiong still nodded; he felt that the other party didn't look like they were lying.

Soon the two girls got into the car, and Pusa Xiong finally did something a Bodhisattva would do; he first had to take one of the girls home, and then go to take the other.

On the way, neither side communicated much; of course, Pusa Xiong did not know that in the back, the two girls were whispering to each other.

"Wang Jiajia, why did you agree to give one hundred yuan? It's impossible for a taxi ride back here to cost one hundred yuan; sixty would be more than enough," one of the girls complained.

"Xiao Jie, didn't I just do that to get him to help us? Otherwise, in the middle of the night, we wouldn't be able to get a taxi. There's no other way; we just won't give it to him when we arrive."

"He doesn't have a license to operate anyway, so can he really demand it? Isn't he afraid that we'll report him for running an illegal taxi?"

The girl called Wang Jiajia said there.

Xiao Jie didn't speak, just nodded, and then the two continued to sit there.

In all fairness, Pusa Xiong's hometown was not a big place, and usually, a taxi ride from north to south wouldn't cost that much, but he felt that he was already doing a good deed.

And the money was something they were willing to give.

He took the first girl to her destination and sent her into the Small Residential District, then sent the second one; it was only because his profession had flexible hours, otherwise, if it were someone else, let alone one hundred, they might not even be willing to make this trip for two hundred.

The second girl was also delivered to the downstairs of the Small Residential District, and Pusa Xiong turned back and said: "That... look, how will you pay? How about you scan my WeChat?"

He had actually wanted to ask when the first one got off, but he didn't deal with people much in reality, so he hesitated and didn't speak up.

Moreover, he felt that these two didn't look like they wouldn't pay; they were dressed very fashionably, and in normal times, he wouldn't even have the chance to know such girls.

Hearing Pusa Xiong's words, Wang Jiajia quickly said: "That... Big Brother, my phone is out of battery now. How about I go home and charge it for a while, then transfer the money to you?"

Don't look at how Pusa Xiong is a master of keyboard politics online; in real life, he really doesn't know how to refuse people.

This is the so-called people-pleasing personality, always thinking too much in life, always worrying about causing trouble for others.

Now that they said that, he felt embarrassed to refuse.

"Big Brother, my home is right here on the fifth floor, 503. I couldn't possibly lie to you, right? I'll go up and charge it for a bit, it's just a matter of minutes, you wait a moment."

Seeing that the man opposite was still hesitating, Wang Jiajia added: "You're a big man, why are you so petty? You don't trust me over this little thing? It's not that much money."

"Then... alright, but be quick."

"Got it."

After saying this, Wang Jiajia got out of the car and went upstairs, and Pusa Xiong continued to wait in the car downstairs.

Never mind five minutes, Pusa Xiong was almost falling asleep waiting; it had been at least twenty minutes, and there was still no movement from above.

And his mood had gone from initial anticipation to later worry, then to confusion, and now to speechlessness.

To tell the truth, when he first agreed to take them, he really did have the idea of getting to know them; after all, he was single, and it was just to make a friend.

But now, after waiting for so long with no movement, he couldn't help but overthink, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt it was impossible to lie to someone for this little bit of money, right?

Finally, Pusa Xiong couldn't hold back anymore; it wasn't that he wanted to be difficult, but he mainly felt that this matter couldn't just end like this.

If you didn't give the money you promised, that would be one thing; if you had just said you wouldn't give it earlier, I wouldn't have been able to do anything, but you said you would, and then you went upstairs to charge your phone and disappeared—what is this?

Pusa Xiong got out of the car and went upstairs; the other party had reported the floor number earlier, so he could find the place directly.

He found 503 on the fifth floor and went up to knock on the door.

"Who is it?" a voice came from inside.

"The Big Brother who just brought you back. Is your phone charged? Look, once you pay me, I have to go home..."

"What money? What are you talking about?"

Hearing this, Pusa Xiong was instantly stunned.

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PS: Any similarities are purely coincidental.

A triple release tonight to quench your thirst, the first one! The mode of soothing the throat in the morning and quenching thirst at night is not easy to manage, because the morning chapters are usually saved from the day before, so let's just do a triple release like this for now.

Thanks to Wenchidage, 83-Year-Old Bookworm, Nine Heavens Grabbing the Moon Sword, Mere Fatal Minor Injury, Another Newbie, Book Friend 1609, Rabbit's Brick, Feimaowuyu, thanks to the brothers for the tips, thank you.

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