Zhou Minghuai reacted the fastest, turning his body away the instant he caught sight of the screen.
“Are you livestreaming?! Shut it down immediately!” the general manager roared.
Peepishrimp’s split-screen shook for a second, then went black. The connection was terminated.
【Holy crap, so handsome! Did you guys see that?!】
【He turned so fast we didn’t even see his face. How do you know he’s handsome?】
【Handsome is a feeling. Even though we didn’t catch his face, look at those shoulders, those legs, and that black suit that clearly looks expensive. That boss-energy is through the roof. Even with the voice changer, he sounds so oppressive. My god, he’s a total alpha CEO!】
【You guys never learn, do you? Haven’t we seen enough ‘shrimp-style’ guys (great body, ugly face) these days?】
【I’m saying, are we getting off track here? Is the point whether the suit guy is handsome? Isn’t the point whether Peepishrimp can successfully report the procurement manager, get the bonus, and save the little squirrel?】
【No way, are people really being fooled by this streamer? Even if he succeeds, by the time the bonus is paid out, the squirrel will be long gone.】
【Is this manager an idiot? Everything is paperless office work now. Who still keeps a physical ledger? Isn’t that just waiting for someone to find it? Braindead.】
“Family members, livestreaming isn’t allowed over on Peepishrimp’s end. Let’s move on to the next one. I’ll check on the situation later and report back to everyone.” Su Yi let out a light cough and continued to the next connection.
She had already pointed out where the evidence was; she didn’t need to guide them on how to fight corruption anymore, right?
Facing the ledger placed right in front of him, Yang Quan’s legs were shaking. Sweat poured down his face like rain; he was on the verge of fainting.
“Have you watched The Shawshank Redemption too many times? You actually carved a hole in a dictionary to hide a ledger inside?” The general manager’s head throbbed with anger. Curses were at the tip of his tongue, but he suppressed them, remembering the big boss was right there.
“Old Yang, oh Old Yang. I really didn’t expect you’d actually dare to do something like this.” He cursed through gritted teeth while flipping through the ledger.
It was one thing to do it—what granary doesn’t have mice? But damn, he had embezzled way too much. The total likely reached over ten million.
Truly, a massive dam collapses because of a single ant hole, he thought somewhat inappropriately. Even he had only assumed Yang Quan was pocketing a little harmless pocket change, yet an ordinary employee had discovered a major problem and even knew exactly where the ledger was hidden.
Young people these days were incredible. They said they wanted to “rectify the workplace,” and they actually did it!
His movements suddenly paused. He blurted out, “Holy crap!”
He glared at Yang Quan, who was swaying as if he wanted to faint but didn’t dare to.
This wasn’t just a ledger for embezzlement and kickbacks; it was also a ledger for the illegal reselling of horses.
“You handle this. Investigate it thoroughly,” Zhou Minghuai said, glancing at the general manager. The look made the manager’s forehead break into a sweat as well.
“Yes, President Zhou. Rest assured!” he promised repeatedly. His heart felt a sense of relief; the boss letting him investigate meant he still trusted him.
Tampering with a good horse, pretending it was sick, and selling it at a price far below market value, only for the buyer to secretly return money to Yang Quan—this wasn’t something a mere procurement manager could pull off alone.
Zhou Minghuai gave a hum of acknowledgement, stopped looking at them, and turned to walk out. As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw the employee clutching the squirrel pinned against the wall. The man immediately jumped to attention and stammered, “P-President Zhou.”
“How did you know about the ledger?” he asked.
Though the tone was devoid of emotion, Peepishrimp felt his scalp tingle. Sweat flowed down his neck. “The, the squirrel… the squirrel found it and then told me…”
As if to cooperate with him, the squirrel in his arms flicked its tail twice. However, when Zhou Minghuai looked over, it tucked its head in and desperately curled its body into a ball.
The squirrel found it and told him?
What? Had the IQ of domestic animals evolved to this level during his six months abroad?
Zhou Minghuai didn’t speak. As the seconds ticked by, the man and the squirrel looked like they were about to stop breathing from the pressure.
“Handle it according to the reward and punishment system,” he instructed the CFO. He took a long stride forward, and the others immediately followed, leaving only the CFO who had been called out.
“Little Pi, you really raised this squirrel well. He’s a little lucky star.” She smiled meaningfully.
“Huh?” Peepishrimp was very confused.
When he received a 100,000 yuan bonus and was verbally informed of a promotion, he was even more confused.
Was it really that simple? That easy? He had successfully reported a hateful superior who took kickbacks and maliciously deducted their wages, and he even got a promotion and a bonus? This was all thanks to the squirrel—and the streamer!
“Chirp chirp chirp! What are you… dazing out for… hurry and take me… to the hospital…” The broken cries jolted Peepishrimp awake.
Seeing the squirrel return to its previous weak state, he felt a surge of anxiety and immediately rushed toward the pet hospital with it in his arms.
When the livestream ended that evening, Su Yi opened the backend to check her tips and found that Peepishrimp had sent her five “Rockets” in the afternoon.
She immediately clicked on his account, wanting to send a private message to ask if the squirrel had been successfully rescued, but saw that he had already sent her a message.
The squirrel was indeed seriously injured—there was damage to both internal organs and bones. The doctor said if he had arrived any later, it would have been too late. It was expected to take two or three months of rest to recover.
“Thank you, Miss. Not only was I saved, but Little Pi also got a bonus and a promotion. That big villain was caught too. Oh, right—they watched the video of our livestream and confirmed no business secrets were leaked, so they decided not to pursue any action against Little Pi. We all have a bright future!”
Alongside his thanks, Peepishrimp sent her a video. The squirrel, with its leg in a splint, lay in a blanket and chirped happily at her.
Su Yi felt relieved. She posted a Weibo update about the follow-up of the squirrel incident and fell asleep as soon as she was done.
The next day, her alarm rang until the neighbors called the property management to break down the door to see if she had died in her home, yet she still wasn’t awake.
Su Yi lay paralyzed on the sofa, feeling that she couldn’t go on like this.
Six hours a day, thirty slots—the workload was too high.
Moreover, the actual livestream time always exceeded six hours. Even though each connection was supposed to be ten minutes, they almost always went over.
So, she decided to raise the price and limit the number of slots.
As soon as she announced this news, she predictably received a basket of “rotten eggs” from the fans.
【Damn you! You bailed on the noon stream, so I thought you were going to announce an intensive six-hour makeup stream tonight. Instead, you’re raising prices? Limiting slots? You monster! What? I couldn’t afford the original 9,900 anyway? Then never mind. But the slot limit must be overturned!】
【How long has it even been? The registration fee went from 9,900 to 99,000. Little Su, you’ve betrayed us the proletariat! We ‘family members’ are heartbroken!】
【Reducing thirty slots a day to three?? My black-hearted boss wouldn’t even dare to cut wages that drastically. How do you have the nerve?】
【Is Little Su tired? It’s understandable. No matter what, I support you. Mwah mwah mwah.】
【Fine, you ‘spoiled child’ of ours (rubs forehead with a bitter smile).】
【The price hike is fine (I can’t afford it anyway), but the slot limit… after the limit, will we ever see each other again? Little Su, you must be happy when we see each other again, okay? Little Su, you must be happy. Your world doesn’t have me anymore, but it’s okay; you have to be happy yourself. Little Su, Little Su, how am I supposed to live without you… Little Su, take me with you, Little Su!】
“I’m so moved that you ‘family members’ are so unwilling to let me go,” Su Yi took a massive gulp of milk tea and slapped the table. “Therefore, I have decided to add one free connection slot every day, decided by a lucky draw.”
【AHHHH Little Su loves you! I have hope again!】
【Once, a price of 9.9 was right in front of me, and I didn’t cherish it. Now it’s free—this time, I’m going to take back the connection opportunity that belongs to me!】
【Say no more; I’m going to create alt accounts.】
Su Yi: Got them~~ (￣▽￣)~*
At the Mo family dog kennel, a man and a dog stood on opposite sides of an iron fence, panting heavily as they faced off.
“Peter, you little brat, what the hell is wrong with you?” Mo Xiting lifted the hem of his t-shirt and wiped his face hard.
The Doberman, Peter, responded by barking wildly as usual: “Woof woof woof! I said, Dad, you big idiot, stop dawdling and go find that streamer who can understand me!”
“One more bark and I’m muzzling your dog mouth.” Mo Xiting threw out a line he had repeated more than five times and turned to leave.
Naturally, the dog didn’t listen to him, alternating between howling and barking.
Mo Xiting felt like he was going deaf. Not just him—everyone else was on the verge of a nervous breakdown from the noise.
“Young Master, do you remember that streamer Miss Su mentioned? I saw her stream yesterday; she seems to have some real skill. How about we try connecting Peter with her?” the dog trainer suggested cautiously.
Mo Xiting was beyond annoyed. “Bullshit streamer. What connection? If you can’t even handle a dog, why are you a dog trainer? Find a way to fix this immediately.”
It was a joke. What kind of worldliness could Su Yi have? The person she thought was impressive was likely just another hack.
The three 99,000 yuan connection slots were gone in seconds.
Su Yi was very satisfied with her influence. She was even more satisfied when she saw a “whale” dropping gifts asking her to add a slot.
The gifts would be accepted, but no slots would be added.
“To this Mr. Alphanumeric, thank you for your gifts, but I’m sorry—there are only three paid slots and one free lucky draw slot every day. Today’s paid slots are full. I can’t add any more. If you’re really in a hurry, you can wait for the final lucky draw for the free slot. Thank you for understanding~~”
Su Yi politely but heartlessly rejected @6583fs58k, who had just sent twenty “Carnivals” in a row.
【The people who said my Little Su is profit-driven, come out and get slapped! Unmoved by twenty Carnivals—this is true integrity! I’m literally crying.】
【Damn, there are so many rich people. Why can’t I be one of them? Maddu, the way he drops Carnivals is the same way I drop lollipops.】
【Bro, please sharpen your reflexes for the slot release at the end of the stream. Slots must be grabbed by speed; ‘money-power’ is prohibited. Our Little Su has principles.】
At that moment, @6583fs58k sent a comment: 【One slot, 500,000.】
Other viewers chimed in.
【Only 500,000? Add another zero and I’ll consider it.】
【Someone who can spend nearly 100k for a connection won’t be short 500k. Someone who would be moved by 500k won’t spend 100k to buy a slot~ Bro, just wash up and go to sleep.】
【Heh, a mere 500k—even a dog wouldn’t want it. Even though I don’t have a slot and I don’t have 500k, that doesn’t stop me from acting cool.】
The comments were full of a cheerful atmosphere.
Su Yi wanted to laugh. The ‘family members’ were so well-spoken; every one of them was a talent.
“Alright, family members, it’s starting. I’m going to invite the first friend for the connection.”
The livestream officially began.
You can’t even buy a connection slot for 500,000? Are the streamer and the audience in this room all this arrogant?
Mo Xiting was so angry he paced around the table twice, then sat back down with a sneer.
He was too lazy to watch the streamer’s old recordings, so he simply wasted half a day watching the live broadcast. He wanted to see for himself whether she actually had skill or if it was all based on scripts and editing.
“Family members, it’s time for the free lucky draw slot. Let’s see who the lucky winner will be~” Su Yi used one hand to scoop watermelon and the other to click the mouse for the draw.
Ten seconds later, the winner was announced.
“Let’s congratulate… uh, Mr. @6583fs58k. This looks a bit familiar. Have I seen this somewhere?” Su Yi scratched her head.
【500,000! 500,000! It’s the 500,000 guy!】
【Hey, hey, family—don’t just assign the 500,000 identity like that.】
【?? Isn’t this the alphanumeric gentleman who failed to add a slot with Carnivals and then tried to buy a slot for 500,000?】
【Holy crap, is it true that the richer you are, the luckier you get? The free slot went to a rich guy… I’m throwing my bowl in anger.】
【What a coincidence? Little Su, tell the truth—did you guys reach some unspeakable deal in private? Is this an ‘inside job’?】
Su Yi said righteously, “I’ve been wronged, family members! It really was a random draw. One can only say that this family member with the default nickname has incredibly good luck.”
Mo Xiting stared at the screen, feeling somewhat incredulous. He won? Out of so many people participating, it just happened to be him?
At this moment, he felt like he’d been hit by a meat pie from heaven—excited, thrilled.
He immediately snapped out of it, feeling ashamed and angry. I’ve only been watching the stream for two hours, and I’ve already been brainwashed?!
“…Sir? Hello? Are you still there? Are you giving up the connection?” Su Yi sent the invitation, but there was no response from the other side.
The moment she finished speaking, the connection went through.
There was no person on the other side, only a dog—a sleek, glossy Doberman Pinscher.
Muscular bodies were all the same, but a wicked soul was one in ten thousand.
Even though it was stark naked and even its dog tag had been removed, Su Yi could recognize this vicious dog at a glance.
It’s you, Peter!
“Hello, little doggy. Oh? Only you’re here. Then the one who sent me gifts and tried to buy a slot… it couldn’t have been you, could it, little doggy?” Su Yi’s tone was surprised.
Mo Xiting, sitting behind the phone: “…”
Could a dog have that kind of IQ?
He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to speak. If an acquaintance recognized that he couldn’t handle his own dog and had to go online to find some “animal language” streamer for help, where would he hide his face?
Peter barked twice: “That’s right, the one sitting here all along was a dog. Wait, I’m not a ‘little doggy,’ I’m a big dog. Watch your words.”
Su Yi gave a long “Oh.” Mo Xiting is a dog—certified by his own dog son.
“Hello, big dog. May I ask what the problem is?”
“Aren’t you a vet? You can’t even tell?”
There was a very strong “I’m here to test you” vibe. Just goes to show how annoying this vicious dog was.
Su Yi gave a fake smile. “I’m not a vet, so I can’t tell what illness you have with the naked eye. I can only communicate with you animals and know the things you can’t tell others.”
Watching Peter and the streamer going back and forth really did look like a conversation. But what did those words mean? Was Peter really sick?
Mo Xiting’s expression couldn’t help but turn solemn. He wanted to ask, but was worried about exposing his identity to acquaintances, so he could only use his eyes to urge the dog to stop dawdling.
Peter had been making a scene at home for days, and finally, his idiot father had figured out its intentions and found this streamer. Initially, it had been desperately impatient, but now that it was talking to the person and confirmed she really understood, it was too excited and curious, almost forgetting its mission.
“I’m not sick. I’m looking for you because I want you to tell my big idiot father that his driver, Xiao Wang, is a piece of trash!” It barked angrily several times.
Su Yi sucked in a breath of cold air and pressed: “What happened?”
This was the self-cultivation of an actress.
This supportive reaction left Peter very satisfied. Without needing her to prompt him further, he spilled the whole story like beans from a jar.
She couldn’t even get a word in.
【What a handsome dog! After seeing this dog, I can’t look at my own ‘dog son’ anymore; I can’t even bear to look.】
【Where’s the owner? Why aren’t they making a sound? Why let a dog go on TV alone?】
【Didn’t Little Su say just now that the one on the connection was the dog… this is terrifyingly smart. Uncanny Valley effect is through the roof.】
【What? Although we say the internet is advanced these days and even dogs can go online, a dog can’t actually go online. It’s probably just the owner being afraid that if the dog spills a ‘melon,’ appearing on camera would increase the risk of being doxxed, haha.】
【This dog is ‘wula wula’-ing; it’s so talkative. I didn’t expect such a handsome dog to be such a gossip. I’ll forgive Little Su for not translating in real-time this once; there’s just no chance to jump in.】
Peter was still barking away, glancing at him from time to time. Mo Xiting glared back. What was with that ‘looking at a retard’ gaze? Subverting the natural order!
The dog was so energetic; it didn’t look sick at all. Most of his worry vanished, replaced by annoyance. If it’s not sick, then what the hell is it throwing a fit for?
Seeing the comments speculating why he didn’t appear on camera, he gave a disdainful smirk. What gossip could I possibly have? I stand straight and act right!
Besides, Peter only liked to howl; he wasn’t a gossip… Wait, then what the hell had he been barking for so long for? Was he doing a stand-up comedy routine?
“But your father isn’t here, so how am I supposed to tell him what you said?” Su Yi asked, knowing the answer.
After a satisfying vent, Peter already regarded this first-time-meeting streamer as a confidant. He tilted his snout to the side: “There, my dad is hiding behind the phone.”
Just like that, he sold out his father.
You can’t judge a dog by its cover. Previously, she only thought it was too arrogant and wicked; now she realized it was a bit dim-witted. Truly, like master, like dog.
Su Yi gave an “Oh” and raised her voice: “Doggy’s Dad, Doggy says your driver is playing ‘car-shaking’ in your car.”
【Car what shaking? Car-shaking what? What car-shaking? Who is car-shaking with whom?】
【Here it comes, here it comes! We’ve reached the beloved ‘melon-opening’ segment again!】
“What was that?” Mo Xiting blurted out instinctively, then urgently shut his mouth. He’d only said one sentence; surely no one would recognize him.
【Wow, the voice is quite nice. Probably a handsome guy.】
【Thinking too much. According to the law of conservation of energy where voice quality and facial quality are inversely proportional, it’s certain that this dog-dad probably looks a bit regrettable.】
【My god, then isn’t that a double tragedy? Regrettable looks + the driver having car-shaking sex in his own car. If it were me, I’d already be a shut-in.】
What is this nonsense? What kind of people are online these days, making wild guesses without any evidence! His looks are regrettable? A joke!
Mo Xiting’s anger paused. How did he get led off track? Was that the main point?
Su Yi waited for a moment after speaking, estimating that the tension had brewed enough. Then, she slowly opened her mouth to tell the tale of the “One Hundred and Eight Positions” the Young Master Mo’s driver had played in his luxury car behind his back.