On the video site Bilibili, the moment the video was uploaded, quite a few people clicked in to watch.
"Sister Hu, Sister Hu, you’re the best! Getting scammed every day is your quest."
"I’ve seen this episode. Sister Hu gets scammed again in the end."
"The number one person on the entire internet who never learns her lesson."
"If you don’t lose money, you’ve made a profit."
The first wave of bullet comments was from trolls just there for the drama. But after people actually watched the video, the comment section below exploded.
"A bunch of grapes for 888? What on earth does it taste like? I’m so curious. Our favorite sucker, Sister Hu, actually thinks she wasn’t scammed."
"Any local rich folks willing to go check it out?"
"Curious. So curious. Also, that rich lady who drives the Panamera, can someone DM me her contact info?"
"Same as above. Begging for her contact info. I’ve already done a deep study of the book *How to Win a Sugar Mommy’s Heart*."
"What variety are these grapes?"
Amidst the stream of comments, one was mixed in: "This is the guy I had a blind date with. A total loser guy."
Lin Feng never would have thought that after one unsuccessful blind date, he would be labeled a "loser guy."
’It’s probably because I couldn’t fulfill the girl’s wishes, which made her unhappy, and I didn’t bother to suck up to her either.’
This comment didn’t become a top comment; everyone just assumed it was a netizen joking around.
But who would have expected that an hour later, a lengthy post would appear on a certain social media platform.
"Two months ago, in Shanghai, I had a blind date with the loser guy from the video. He had no money, no car, and no house.
I rejected him on the spot and even scolded him, a toad wanting to eat swan meat.
Tonight, I saw him in a video on Bilibili, selling grapes at a street stall.
My question is, what should I do to become his girlfriend?"
"Sis, have you lost your mind? You see him selling grapes and you want to throw yourself at him for free?"
"But his grapes are 888 a bunch."
"Sis, do you still have his contact info? Let me go test his sincerity for you first."
"Sis, don’t trust the person above me. Give me his contact info, I’ll go put in a good word for you."
"Sis, you can’t have a man like that. Look, he went on a blind date with you and didn’t even tell you the truth. He’s obviously hiding something. If I were you, I’d trash him mercilessly online."
After posting this, the person opened Bilibili and searched for the video of the grape seller.
Soon, news of the post on the other platform made its way back to the Bilibili video’s comment section.
The comment the woman had posted was also dug up by everyone.
Then, by looking through the daily life posts on her own homepage, people pieced together a summary of her entire situation.
"Photos show: Liang Yu, female, 34 years old, height 156cm, weight 68kg, has tattoos, vocational school graduate, works as a bar waitress, four ex-boyfriends, had a boyfriend at the time of the blind date.
Salary: (2000-8000), not stable, mainly depends on alcohol sales.
Family situation unknown, personal wealth -165,000 (online loans)."
The comments that followed were spectacular.
"Grape Bro: My thanks for sparing me."
"FUCK! How the fuck can someone like *this* demand the man have money, a car, and a house?"
"The market has been completely ruined by all those simps."
"Stay single, stay safe."
"If you married her, you’d have to worship her like an idol."
"..."
As the situation escalated, Hu Xia received a call and learned that there was a problem with the video she had posted.
She had assumed it was about the sky-high price of the grapes, but it turned out the young owner selling them had been the subject of a tell-all post on another platform.
She went to take a look at the blind date’s situation and couldn’t understand how someone like that could say such things.
The young owner was very young, looking to be only twenty-three or twenty-four. Besides, he wasn’t ugly at all; he was even a little bit handsome.
Well, she was a normal woman. She couldn’t comprehend the thoughts of these people.
She didn’t delete the video. She just posted a simple statement, clarifying that she had obtained the young owner’s consent and warning people not to dox others, as it was against the law.
In Lin Xian Village, amidst the chirping of insects, Lin Feng had fallen asleep early.
He had no idea that he had gone viral because of his appearance in the stream.
He woke up a little after four and couldn’t get back to sleep.
The sky outside was still dark. The moment he opened the door, he saw Mo Yu crouching at the entrance.
"WOOF WOOF."
"You’re hungry? Hold on, I’ll go make food. I don’t even know who’s the master and who’s the pet anymore."
While eating, he checked his phone and found quite a few messages. Among them, a WeChat message made his eyes narrow.
"Brother, is this you? Why didn’t you come home when you got back? And what’s with the grapes being 888 a bunch?"
"Hmph, hmph, I’m angry now. The kind of angry that can’t be coaxed! You just wait, I’m going to tell Mom and Dad you’re back but didn’t come home."
"Brother, if you don’t answer me, I’m going to get really mad!"
Lin Feng quickly picked up his phone. "My dearest, wonderful sister, you haven’t told Mom and Dad I’m back, have you? Brother will come to your school later to bring you some grapes."
"Not yet. I want milk tea too."
"You got it, you got it. Just don’t tell Mom and Dad I’m back yet. I’ll tell them myself after a while."
"Hmph! Once Mom and Dad find out, you just wait for a scolding."
Lin Feng sent her an 88-yuan red envelope and then looked at his other messages.
There was one from a classmate who now lived in Wuyuan County, and another from a good buddy, Wang Kang, who wanted to treat him to a meal.
Lin Feng replied to the messages politely.
As for his blind date who was badmouthing him on that social media platform, Lin Feng couldn’t care less. It was a community-organized matchmaking event, and no men were showing up, so one of the neighborhood aunties had dragged him there to fill a spot.
’Once I’m rich, these haters will all end up looking like clowns.’
With a full stomach, he started up the eighth-hand minivan and headed toward the county seat.
This time, he wasn’t alone. Mo Yu was sitting in the passenger seat, eyes fixed on the road ahead.
’This dog seems to have gotten a little smarter after becoming a pet. It looks like some things don’t show up on the data panel.’
He first went to his sister’s school, Wuyuan First Middle School, and sent her a message. Soon, he saw his slim and graceful sister emerge from the main gate.
"Xiaoxi, you’ve grown taller. Here, milk tea, and these are the Jade Grapes."
"Brother, you’ve changed so much. Are these the 888-yuan grapes? I won’t eat them. You should sell them for money instead." Lin Xi was curious about the Jade Grapes, but thinking of the 888-yuan price tag, she couldn’t bear to eat them.
"They’re grapes that I grew. They’re worth however much I say they are. Hurry up and take them, I still have to go set up for the morning market." Lin Feng stuffed the bag into his sister’s hand.
"See you. Call me after you eat them, and I’ll bring you more."
"Brother, drive safe. You should tell Mom and Dad you’re back soon. You can’t hide it for long."
Lin Feng waved, got in his van, and drove to the same spot as yesterday. Just as he got out of the vehicle, someone suddenly shot out from the side.
"What the hell, who are you? You’ll scare someone to death like that!"
This moronic-looking youth had a straw dangling from his mouth, a cup of soy milk in his hand, and his hair looked like a chicken’s nest.
"Boss, are you the one selling grapes for 888 a bunch?"
"Yeah. What about it?"
Hu Zhiming cried out excitedly, "Big bro, you’re finally here! I’ve been waiting for you for so long, it’s been torture!"
"Stop, stop. Are you mourning someone?"
Lin Feng ignored him, took out his sign and hung it on the van, then set up his stall and spread out a cloth.
Last night, Hu Zhiming still couldn’t bring himself to spend money on a hotel room. Instead, he found a KFC and stayed there all night.
His stingy personality was a result of his parents’ philosophy to "raise sons poor and daughters rich." Before he was three, all his clothes were his older sister’s hand-me-downs.
It was only after starting kindergarten, when he was made fun of by the other children for wearing girls’ clothes, that he finally won the right from his parents to wear boys’ clothes.
However, he was only frugal with himself; he was quite generous with his family.
"Give me 10 bunches of grapes!"
"Well now, handsome! You should’ve said you were here for the grapes sooner!"
Hu Zhiming shot him a contemptuous look. ’You never gave me a chance to say anything.’
Lin Feng lifted Mo Yu out of the van and took a moment to wash his hands.
He took out 10 bunches of grapes from the van and placed them on the stall in front.
"You’re selling grapes, but you don’t even let people choose?"
"I guarantee they’re fresh and all the same size. If you don’t believe me, you can use a scale and weigh them yourself."
Hu Zhiming picked up two bunches of grapes and looked them over. They were indeed about the same size.
He packed up the grapes and hurried off toward his sister’s house.
Lin Feng’s business once again entered a state of being completely ignored.
At this time, the other vendors for the morning market began to arrive one after another. The few stall owners who had been next to Lin Feng yesterday were not in a good mood when they saw him.
However, the critical hits Lin Feng was dealing them were about to continue.
"Daddy, hurry up! You have to replace my grapes! The ones that smell good and are super sweet!"
Lin Feng saw the little girl from yesterday, pulling a refined and gentle-looking man over.
"Daddy, right here!"
The little girl pointed at the grapes on the stall, looking at her father with anticipation.
"Boss, give me twenty bunches. Wait, make it forty."
Yesterday, he had unknowingly eaten ten bunches himself, which meant these grapes were truly amazing. It was perfect; he could give them to President Wang as a gift in a little while.