20,000 Orders, 19,000 Refunds?

In less than a day, Daimei finally experienced what it meant to earn money at a speed comparable to a money printing machine.

Meanwhile, Zhao Feng saw the explosive order in the stream and was overwhelmed with excitement.

He earned 200,000 yuan in just one night. It could be said that he had set a new record tonight.

Counting the gifts he had given earlier, he roughly estimated that his income tonight was around 400,000 yuan, which was comparable to the richest man who owned half a house.

Zhao Feng's heart was pounding in excitement.

He immediately decided that he had to take advantage of such a good opportunity to teach these resentful gremlins a good lesson.

"Thank you for placing your orders. Today's stream will end here. I've earned enough money, so it's time for me to stop streaming."

"Since you like me so much, I've decided to choose more items in the next few days. I'll try to empty all of your pockets so that I can buy a villa and a mansion."

After saying that, Zhao Feng prepared to go offline.

And as soon as this comment left his lips, the assistant in today's live was instantly dumbfounded.

Her beautiful eyes widened as she looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief. Do you know what you just said?

In the live streaming world, there was a saying that a streamer should never show off their wealth, especially in front of their viewers.

The reason was very simple. Viewers did not want their hosts to live too badly, nor did they want their hosts to live in villas and drive sports cars. They could live well, but not better than them.

Now, Zhao Feng's actions were no different from persuading the fans to leave.

As expected.

Not long after Zhao Feng finished speaking.

The bullet comments on the screen instantly increased. Countless netizens seemed to have gone crazy as they typed out their thoughts on the chat. Some were mocking, some were questioning, some were joking, and some were cursing.

"Zhao Feng, do you know what you're saying? Apologize to the viewers!" Dai Xiaomei hissed to Zhao Feng, hoping to persuade him.

After spending a night together, she gradually figured out Zhao Feng's livestream style. She was also used to him revealing industry secrets to maintain his popularity.

However, this didn't mean that Zhao Feng could challenge his viewers' bottom line. Especially when it came to Zhao Feng flaunting his wealth, it was equivalent to a minefield, no less than a celebrity breaking the law.

As a former member of Zhao Feng's livestream, Daimei didn't want Zhao Feng's online career to be ruined by her own mouth.

...

Daimei had good intentions.

However, what she didn't know was that a large part of Zhao Feng's livestream wasn't for money.,

Or it could be said that Zhao Feng could accept a salary of 4,000 yuan a month from serving dishes in a hotel, or 400,000 yuan a night from a live broadcast.

He had been live-streaming until now and had regained his life. He only wanted to live according to his own ideas. It did not matter if he had more or less money.

Unsurprisingly, Zhao Feng remained unmoved after listening to her words. Especially after seeing the ridicule and abuse in the stream, not only did he not restrain himself, he even pointed at the viewer's nose and publicly rebuked them.

"What's wrong? Can't take it after just a few words?"

"Are you still my resentful gremlins?"

"If you're afraid that I'll make money, don't buy the product I sold. Am I wrong?"

"Do you think I'm doing charity work? Do you think I'm playing with you every day?"

"Yesterday, when Dai Xiaonei called me, do you know where I was?"

"I was having a massage at a club!"

"Also, a few days ago, after you guys bought the knife, I turned around and went to a five-star hotel. That night, I was returned to the bar and had a lot of fun with some women"

"If you don't even have this much mental endurance, why would you still go online? You can give other streamers tens of millions in one night."

"Don't say I didn't warn you!"

"Before you go on stream, you have to take off all your branded watches, necklaces, and gold bracelets. I'm just afraid that you bunch of losers will be jealous."

The viewers fell silent.

Dai Xiaomei beside him also fell silent.

Everyone was immersed in the huge amount of information.

Especially Daimei. She started to regret working with Zhao Feng. This bastard had no filter for a mouth.

As one of Douyu's top streamers, she earned quite a bit. The rent alone costs 30,000 to 40,000 yuan a month. If her fans knew about this, they would probably kill her.

She was afraid that her fans would no longer support her or pay attention to her if she spoke the truth.

And without fans…

Those big shots who were ranked first, second, and third naturally wouldn't give her money.

"Can't see me, can't see me, no one can see me…"

Daimei was about to cry. She kept praying in a low voice, afraid that her fans would notice her and ask if she had earned enough.

Fortunately, there weren't many people in her stream at the moment. Most of them were attracted to Zhao Feng's stream.

Not only that, she should thank Zhao Feng. He was the best at pulling people's irritation. From the beginning to the end, everyone's anger was pulled on Zhao Feng and remained in their hearts for a long time.

...

"I regret it. I want a refund!"

"Me too!"

"Hasn't the streamer earned enough? Then I won't buy the product!"

Perhaps it was because Zhao Feng had provoked a little too much, causing his viewers to be in a very bad mood. They all expressed their desire for a refund.

This time, Zhao Feng went crazy from anger, and his eyes widened.

"Don't refund!"

"Who dares to refund?"

"No one is allowed to refund!"

As soon as he said this,

The viewers laughed. Not only did they not restrain themselves, but they even became more amused.

Weren't you the one who flaunted all your wealth?

Didn't you get a massage at the clubhouse?

Didn't you say you stayed over at a five-star hotel?

You have money, but we are poor. Let's keep the money to get ourselves something useful. After all, we can never earn enough money like you.

In less than two minutes, all the viewers who had just bought his electric fans clicked on the refund button.

This action even alarmed the manufacturer. So they called Zhao Feng and asked him what was going on.

Meanwhile, Zhao Feng stood in front of the camera. When he heard that there were a total of 20,000 orders and 19,000 refunds, his mood instantly exploded.

"What?"

"More than 19,000 refunds?"

"You idiots! I'm not going to stream anymore."

"I'm not in the mood. No more streams in the future."

As he said that, Zhao Feng rushed forward and was about to press the offline, but before he could, Daimei reacted quickly and hugged him to stop Zhao Feng. She was even shouting that he couldn't go offline, couldn't go offline.

If she really did as Zhao Feng did, she would become a joke on the internet.

Dai Xiaomei could even imagine that when she starts her stream tomorrow, many of her fans would be there just to mock her.

What? Did Daimei meet a bad person?

How much did Daimei earn?

In short, all kinds of sensitive topics.

So no matter what, she couldn't let Zhao Feng stop the stream without him apologizing to his viewers.

"Big Brother, Big Brother, you can't stop streaming! I beg you! Please continue streaming for a while."

Initially, the viewers were still a little angry at Zhao Feng, but when they suddenly saw such an exciting scene between the two hosts, they could not help but laugh out loud.

Especially Dai Xiaomei's fans.

How many years had it been? When was the last time they ever saw Daimei so flustered?

It was too exciting, simply too exciting.

Needless to say, if Zhao Feng kept his mouth shut, he could be a very good streamer.