Chapter 154: I Want to Read a Poem
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wang Qian and Li Kun were picking up the glass fragments on the floor with the rubber gloves from the pet’s bathing room so they wouldn’t get hurt from the fragments. Zhang Zian was in the middle of the mess, trying to sort out anything that was still sellable. He had to dig out the sellables from the broken as soon as possible to avoid further loss.
"Is Mr. Manager here?"
What a familiar voice! Snowy was here!
"I am here," he said.
"Oh no!" Snowy was astonished by the mess in the store. It looked like Zhang Zian and the kids already cleaned up a bit. It had to be worse last night!
"Mr. Manager, are you okay?" She looked at Zhang Zian, worried. Zhang Zian stood up, saying, "I am fine. Are you here for a live show?"
"May I? If it isn’t a good time…" Snowy hesitated.
Zhang Zian picked up two cans of cat food from the mess and put them back on the shelf, "Not a problem. Go ahead!"
"Okay, then I will start my show."
Snowy turned on the live broadcast app.
"Hello everyone, here is Snowy! Welcome to my live show! Our slogan is food and fun in Binhai…" Without finishing her slogan, thousands of audience members poured in the live broadcast room. Her total audience came up to 10 thousand people and it was hiking up!
Apparently, those audiences came from the video websites and Weibo.
"Where is the Kung Fu master?"
"We want to see the Kung Fu master!"
"Oh no! I don’t want the Kung Fu master whatsoever! Give back my Mr. Weak Sexual and Liar Manager! "
"Oh! The network anchor is beautiful! She is my cup of tea!"
Snowy pointed her camera at the messy store and said, "Snowy is at the Amazing Fate Pet Shop. You could see that something dramatic happened here."
She slowly moved her cellphone, trying to film the messy floor, the deformed shelves, the broken cashier machine, and the broken glass door…
"Holy sh*t! Bad!"
"Looks like the incident was legitimate…"
"BS! Of course it wasn’t fake. I have been to that store, okay?
"He probably offended someone…"
"Snowy, Mr. Weak Manager is fine for sure?"
Snowy pointed the camera at Zhang Zian, "Mr. Manager, why don’t you say something?"
Zhang Zian walked over, put up two fingers to form a "V" sign, and said, "I am back to earth, feeling good! You shall be at ease!"
"Sh*t! He was joking around? I am really at ease!"
"This is the legendary Wing Chun master? Doesn’t look like it!"
"You can’t judge a book from its cover, silly!"
"Snowy, ask Mr. Weak Manager if he really knows Wing Chun!"
Snowy also wanted to know, so she asked, "Mr, Manager, people said you are a Wing Chun master; is it true?"
Zhang Zian nodded seriously, "That’s true."
"It’s got to be fake. A real master is much more humble."
"Mr. Manager, could you show us? We will know once he shows us."
Zhang Zian cleared his throat and said, "It is impossible to show you because I don’t have an opponent. The last seven fighters wanted me to show them and they went out of my store laying down. Yesterday, my opponents were just like you; yet their tombs are full of grass today!"
The audience was mad!
"Sh*t! He started a poem!"
"I want to make a poem!"
"No! No violent poems!"
"…"
"Snowy, we don’t want to look at Mr. Manager’s ugly face anymore. Show us the pets!"
Snowy pointed the camera at the store.
The display cabinets were moved to the corner so it was easier for cleanup. The puppies were frightened last night, so they were all curled up at the corner. The kittens were uneasy as well.
"Poor guys!"
"I know! Last night, it had to be Mr. Liar Manager’s karma that resulted in scaring these little cuties!"
"Snowy, I am going to tip you and please give Mr. Manager the rest after you take your cost out. Tell him the money is not for him. It is for the pets!" Someone tipped.
"Count me in!" [The lonely painter] tipped a bear paw and left a message.
"Even though I hate this sexual manager, I couldn’t stand that those poor pets lost their home." [Binhai Local] tipped ten bear paws and left a message.
"Oh no! The rich is playing a big card!"
"Rich! Rich! Rich!"
[Binhai Local]: "I am not rich. I am just a local!"
Lots of tips flew by the monitor which surpassed any other live show Snowy had ever done.
Snowy didn’t know what to do. She looked at the screen and it took her a while to figure out what happened, "Mr. Manager, may I use your calculator?"
Wang Qian and Li Kun flipped over the desk cashier desk that was beaten up by the golf club. Although beaten up, it still served its purpose as a desk so Snowy pulled over a chair and sat down in front of the desk, got a piece of paper and a calculator, started her math project on how much tips she received from the audience today.
Zhang Zian was going to remind the audience to tip directly through Alipay so they didn’t have to pay the live broadcast platform 50% of the tip. He took back the words that were half way out. Tipping could directly promote Snowy’s channel and attract audience from other live shows. The advantage of tipping through the platform might break even with the disadvantage.
"Mr. Manager, I have a number of the audience’s tips," Snowy waved at him and had him come over.
"Really? How much?" Zhang Zian stopped what he was doing and walked up to Snowy.
Snowy looked at her paper and said, "There are 27 bear paws, 45 crabs, and 614 nuts mooncake. The total is 34,570 Yuan…"
"This much!" Zhang ZIan was excited, "Have I become an internet celebrity? Should I start a live broadcast room and get money from people…"
Snowy’s live show was still on, so the audience heard every word from Zhang Zian. The fight started again.
"Liar Manager, if you have a live show only ghosts will come!"
"Snowy, I regret it ! Can I have my money back?"
Snowy explained, "34,570 Yuan in total. The live show platform would take half and the remaining is 17,285 Yuan. Everyone agreed not to give you the money yet so I will keep it for now," She didn’t mention anything about the taxes and fees. She had to be thinking about paying for that herself.
Shit! Zhang Zian was mad. Did he look untrustworthy?
He heard that some internet celebrities would get tens of thousands of tips. Some even could get tips worth as much as a house. He wasn’t sure if that was true. Snowy had quite a fan base; how come she only got so little tips? Maybe the nationwide live show anchors were paid a lot better than Sowy, a local anchor?
Although laughing, in fact, his heart was warm from the care of the audience. The audience, who always made fun of him, had already considered him as a friend of theirs.
"No. That’s fine," He shook his head and rejected, "I am not refusing your good wish. There are many street cats and street dogs are waiting for a home. We should use that money on those pets in need."
Resting with her eyes closed, Old Time Tea slightly opened her eyes at this time. Although very thin, she could feel the spirit of benevolence and righteousness was getting stronger and stronger in the store. When disasters occur, help would come from all. That’s what benevolence and righteousness was about.