Zhao Feng Is Short on Money, Viewers Introduce the Black Horse Club

"Come, brothers, take a look. If you don't buy it, you won't be cheated. You get what you pay for."

"Ole Esports chair, only 1,299 yuan!"

"With 1,299 yuan. You won't be disappointed, or feel cheated. You won't have to get your gaming chairs from Xianggang or Singapore. 1,299 yuan. It's not considered expensive, and you don't have to hold a family meeting over it."

"Although it's not a family heirloom, every family has one. It won't wear out in three to five years and can be passed on to the next generation."

For the sake of his future big house, Zhao Feng put in extra effort in promoting the chair. Although he would receive only 10% of the commission, it did not diminish his hope to get closer to buying his dream house.

For one order, he would get 129.9 yuan.

If he could earn about 10,000 yuan, he would be able to live comfortably in a big mansion with a little more money in his pockets.

However, ideals were merely a dream, and realities were stone-cold.

He did not expect that his hard-working way of advertising would scare all his viewers.

Most viewers suspected that Zhao Feng had exposed too much of the industry's insider information and had been threatened. Otherwise, why would he behave so abnormally today?

In the blink of an eye, ten minutes had passed.

After the introduction segment ended, Zhao Feng immediately posted the link and waited for his viewers to place their orders.

As usual, he opened the sale data in the background to see how many of his viewers would be willing to pay.

After all, it had only been two days, and he had yet to recruit new people to help him do this. So, for now, Zhao Feng had to do everything himself.

Zhao Feng had a lot of expectations in mind as he opened the browser. However, what he saw was a series of eye-catching zeros.

[Number of Orders: 0]

[Number of Paid Orders: 0]

He was stunned. He had sold products several times and so far his methods never disappoint. How could this happen? His Internet must be lagging! All he had to do was refresh his page and wait for a couple of seconds.

With this thought in mind, Zhao Feng closed the browser and opened it again. But the result was the same. He closed it again and opened it again. He even refreshed it again, but it was still the same.

The data didn't change. It reminded him of the time when he just started his livestream career. Nobody ordered the product he sold.

After opening and closing the browser several times, he finally has to accept the reality: none of these rich dogs placed an order.

Zhao Feng fell silent on the spot.

After a long time, he asked the question that he had been holding back in his heart, "Why don't any of you buy the eSports chair? Does everyone not like it?"

Zhao Feng had already tested the chair as soon as it was sent over. In terms of quality, everything was flawless, and it was worth the price. The only downside was that it was slightly expensive.

But was this a problem?

But then again, these products were not cheap, even on the Internet.

Then, the screen suddenly refreshed with many bullet comments. Countless netizens were scrambling to comment.

"Host, don't be like this. We're scared."

"If the host is threatened, please blink. I'll immediately call the police."

"That's right, you're too scary. We all like your unruly act."

"If you're short on money, please tell us. We can all help. If you don't need money, please be normal."

"I know a place called the Black Horse Club. If the host is willing, I can help you find some connections."

"..."

Reading the comments, Zhao Feng was deeply stunned, especially by the last sentence, which did not break his defense.

What did this bunch of resentful gremlins take him for?

He had wanted to chat with these viewers like a proper host, but in exchange, he had distanced himself from them.

How could he tolerate this?

He definitely couldn't tolerate it.

Zhao Feng stood in front of the camera and stared down at the viewers who were hiding in their comments.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

Time slowly passed, and the audience felt goosebumps all over their bodies.

At this moment, Zhao Feng suddenly raised his hand and pointed at his viewers. "You're not gonna buy the chair? Just you wait!"

After saying that,

Zhao Feng turned around and went offscreen, leaving an empty view of his room.

His sudden action stunned everyone.

They couldn't understand what Zhao Feng was doing. Also, could it be that they had gone too far and caused his mental defense to break down?

After all, this streamer had a precedent. So far, there have been two tragedies in a row because viewers did not buy his products.

This time, it wasn't just them. Xuxu Baby, who was watching him on his stream, also panicked. He couldn't remain still on his chair.

He quickly asked the millions of viewers in his stream, wanting to see if anyone understood Zhao Feng and could guess what he was doing.

However, his reaction did not garner any sympathy. Instead, they became cheerful at his plight.

They all expressed that this streamer was different from the others and was very narrow-minded.

If his viewers didn't buy his goods, he would break down. Not only that, but he would also destroy the goods he was promoting on screen.

Some of their comments started to scare Xuxu Baby. Some of them were telling him to open his eyes and face reality. He might be lucky enough to witness Zhao Feng rushing into the screen with a machete in his hand and start dissecting the eSports chair.

...

"What?"

"I'm being tricked, right? Is this for real? Don't lie to me. Will he really do something like that?"

Xuxu Baby could not sit still anymore and jumped up from his chair.

He had reassured Gou'zi that this streamer he found would be okay.

What if something horrible is going to happen?

Thinking of this, Xuxu Baby's head was covered in cold sweat. He immediately called Zhao Feng.

However, no matter how many times he called, the other party would not pick up. He called again and again, but there was still no response.

Ding, ding, ding!

Right at that moment, his phone suddenly rang.

Xuxu Baby looked at the caller ID and thought that it was Zhao Feng calling him. However, in the next second, he was instantly shocked.

It was none other than his good friend, Gou'zi.

"Hey!"

"My monkey brother, you're finally willing to pick up your phone. Didn't you say that you found a very, very awesome streamer for me? Who said that he would be fine? What's going on?"

Hearing his friend's strange voice from the other side of the call, Xuxu Baby's eyes twitched. He knew that this dog would not let go of such a good opportunity to ridicule him.

However, the problem was, even if he wanted to refute his claims, he could not. After all, the person he found was truly disappointing.

Thinking of this, Xuxu Baby couldn't help but sigh. Zhao Feng, you f*cking screwed me up.

The two continued to chat on the phone...

When suddenly…

They hear a faint roar. If one listened carefully, it sounded like the sound of a motor.

"Monkey, do you have people renovating over there?" Gou'zi asked.

"No," Xuxu Baby said, "How could I have someone renovating here?!"

"Then what's going on?"

"I'm not too sure."

Confused, Xuxu Baby said as he looked around. However, after searching around the house, he finally realized that the voice was coming from his computer.

He looked subconsciously up.

"F*ck!"

In that instant, Xuxu's eyes were trembling as if there was an earthquake.

Following his gaze, Zhao Feng suddenly barged back to his room with a fierce look on his face and a chainsaw in his hand.