Chapter 97

After all, it was quite a pity to just bulldoze vegetables that others had worked so hard to grow.

Buzz~~~

The excavator work began right then and there.

Perhaps because this area had been used for farming, the soil was relatively loose, and it didn't take much effort to dig.

On the other side, the program production building was in total chaos.

The customer service lines had been blown up long ago.

Everyone was calling just to curse them out.

This was because, up to that point, the livestream room was still just a black screen.

But the terrifying part was that several minutes had already passed since the livestream crashed.

The gift banners in the livestream room hadn't stopped; they kept popping up incessantly.

In the comment section on the right, it was impossible to even chat; it was just a constant scroll of gifts.

Many famous streamers turned green with envy seeing this scene in the livestream room.

Usually, they might have to say all sorts of flattering things to their bosses just to get a single gift.

Yet here, the streamer wasn't even online, and people were still sending gifts regardless.

By comparison, Fang Yang could be said to be making money while lying down, and the most crucial part was that he didn't even know he was making money.

As for the popularity, it hadn't dropped at all; instead, it was growing rapidly.

【User: Peach Blossoms Fall Easily gifted the streamer a Super Rocket, and left a message: It's so lively here, I'll send a gift to join in too!】

【User: Reflection Turned to Sand gifted the streamer a Super Rocket, and left a message: The comment section is exploding, everyone come up and chat.】

【User: Old Friend Never Returns gifted... What kind of trash network does this damn production team have? It's still not broadcasting; Fang Yang might have already dug something up.】

【User: Eternal Orchid gifted... No lies detected, the production team should just drop dead!】

【User: Misty Moon gifted... This is the first time I've seen a livestream room where the streamer isn't present but gifts are flying like crazy.】

【Announcement: Due to the overwhelming enthusiasm of the fans, the livestream room could not be repaired in time. Gift-giving is now suspended, and the room is temporarily closed. We hope for your understanding!】

——【Holy crap, the comment section is finally quiet. Damn, my eyes were about to go blind!】

——【Don't stop, I feel like sending gifts is actually pretty fun, especially to a multi-millionaire. I can brag about this later.】

——【Help me up, I can still send more! I was just about to drop 100 rockets, and you damn well closed it. You don't want money?】

——【Turns out there are so many rich people among the netizens in the livestream room. I always thought you were all like me. Let me go hide in the bathroom and cry for a while first.】

——【No, this damn production team stopped the gifts and still hasn't fixed the stream. What are they even doing? Just pack up and get lost.】

——【It's here, it's here! The livestream has a picture now. Everyone refresh quickly and you'll see it.】

——【666, thanks bro, it's really back!】

——【666...】

In the footage, Fang Yang was currently digging the soil.

A group of people from the construction site stood around, all chatting in a relaxed and comfortable manner.

Clearly, nothing had been dug up yet.

The netizens in the livestream room also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, right at this moment.

The Cameraman exclaimed: "Brother, look at what's in the dirt!"

Fang Yang was blocked by something from his angle and couldn't see it at all.

Hearing the Cameraman's voice, he immediately stopped the excavator and leaned his head out to take a look.

He saw a black plastic bag dug out from the grass beside the pile of dirt.

Looking at it, it was hard to tell if it had been dug up or if it had just been in the grass.

The fellow workers also curiously crowded around.

Because this black plastic bag was bulging, filled with things.

This was very strange.

This place was desolate and uninhabited; at most, some people might grow vegetables here.

Although there was a residential complex nearby, the back gate had always been sealed, and to get here, one would have to take a very long detour.

So, the appearance of such a bulging bag was quite rare.

The workers looked at it but didn't dare to open it, fearing there might be something unclean inside.

"What do you guys think this is?"

"Who knows, maybe it's clothes!"

"Who has nothing better to do than throw clothes here?"

"Maybe it's a dead thing, too lazy to bury it so they just threw it here."

"There's no stench, could it have just died?"

Listening to the few of them discuss it, Fang Yang decided to open it himself and see.

However, for such an unknown object, he still didn't dare to reach in with his hands.

He found a stick nearby, walked over to the black bag, and poked it up.

The bag turned over, and through the tightly tied opening, one could vaguely see another bag inside, wrapping some items.

The color was red and white, in stacks.

The workers exploded.

"That looks like money, right?"

"It looks like it, how much money must be in there to be this bulging?"

"Who would throw money here?"

"We're rich! Open it quickly, let's split it?"

"Are you dreaming? Do you dare to take this money? You'd be asking for a prison sentence!"

Fang Yang was also surprised; this color and shape were exactly the same as 100-denomination bills.

At this point, he was no longer afraid; he walked up, squatted down, and untied the bag.

What came into view were stacks upon stacks of hundred-yuan bills!

At a glance, there had to be thirty or forty bundles!

The Cameraman exclaimed: "Brother, this works too? You can even dig up money?"

The workers' eyes were turning red; they all came up wanting the money, but were stopped by Foreman Wang.

He walked up alone and asked: "Young man, how do you plan to handle this money?"

"Don't be in a rush!" Fang Yang interrupted him and tore open the white transparent plastic bag inside.

The moment he picked up a stack of bills, his expression froze.

Immediately after, his face changed drastically, and he threw it away.

The workers were stunned.

"What's wrong? Is this money poisonous?"

"If you don't want it, don't throw it away, what a waste!"

Fang Yang shook his head with a bitter smile: "If you like it, you can all have it!"

After saying that, he stood up, ready to return to the driver's cab.

As soon as those words were out, the workers swarmed in to grab the money.

"Mine, mine!"

"Leave some for me, I still need to go home and get married!"

"Don't grab! We can't take this money! It might be stolen loot or someone else's lost money."

The Foreman's shouting was useless; their eyes were already red at this point.

Who could resist the temptation of so much money?

However, they hadn't been excited for long when suddenly there was an exclamation.

"Holy crap! Why does this money feel wrong? It's so rough!" ===== CHAPTER 98 =====