106: Does having money mean you can do whatever you want? Sorry, you can!

[Trash streamer, you ran away because you couldn't out-argue us.]

[You said you were going to bring Lu Shenwei here. Well, Lu Shenwei is here, and I'll still roast him regardless!]

There were quite a few internet celebrity traitors thinking about roasting Lu Shenwei. Just kidding, that was the chairman of Julong Steel.

A man worth billions; if one could roast him a few times, or even roast him into a shell-shocked state...

Wouldn't I become famous? Wouldn't my fan base of leeks skyrocket?

Thanks to the "efforts" of various haters, anti-nationalists, and friends, the news that Lu Shenwei was going to hold a livestream to clarify things spread wider and wider.

People from the provincial government even came to ask Zhou Wen about the news, leaving him completely baffled.

He had no choice but to call Lu Shenwei: "Don't mess around, kid. The higher-ups' attention is already drawn to this; don't make a mess of things."

"Don't worry, just watch my performance."

"Whatever you do, don't overdo it, or neither of us will have a good ending."

Zhou Wen was uneasy. If Lu Shenwei really got broken by the haters and anti-nationalists during the livestream, this matter would be hard to wrap up.

"If you're really worried, just stay in my livestream tomorrow. If I say something wrong, you can interrupt me at any time."

Seeing that Lu Shenwei had put it that way, Zhou Wen had no choice but to agree.

The next day at 3 PM, Lu Shenwei started his livestream as scheduled.

Less than 10 seconds after the stream started, 800,000 viewers flooded into the chat room.

"Quite a lot of people; it seems I'm very popular," Lu Shenwei said with a chuckle.

Hearing this, the haters and anti-nationalists instantly flew into a rage.

[Stop being shameless. I only came into this livestream to see what a piece of trash like you looks like.]

[You dog of a traitor, you still have the nerve to stream? Hurry up and go bankrupt along with your trash company.]

[Popular? Why don't you go take a look at yourself in the mirror.]

Facing the onslaught from the haters, Lu Shenwei smiled nonchalantly: "In this world, only the motherland and the sun can make me bow my head! You trash don't even qualify!"

[F*ck! This kid is arrogant! You're a rat crossing the street, who gave you the confidence?]

[Is Japan your father or your mother? Why do you donate money and supplies to them instead of Dragon Xia?]

Lu Shenwei ignored the trash talk from the haters and continued speaking, "I don't know how much you guys behind the phone screens earn, but I make over a hundred million a month."

[A hundred million a month? Why is this trash's income so high?]

[The person above is an idiot. Don't you know that Lu Shenwei holds 100% of the shares in Julong Steel?]

[Damn it! There's a conspiracy here; he must have embezzled state assets.]

Zhou Wen, who was lurking in the livestream, frowned: "I told him to restrain himself. Why is he still so rampant?"

"Chief, is it possible that this is already a restrained Director Lu?" Huang Liang muttered.

Hiss— Zhou Wen gasped. You call this restrained?

"I'll state this beforehand: everything I'm about to say today is directed at public intellectuals, lackeys, anti-nationalists, and the 1450 army. Friends, please don't take it personally."

Lu Shenwei stacked his buffs and prepared to go full throttle.

[F*ck your sister, you're the anti-nationalist lackey, and you're trying to slander me.]

[Lu Shenwei, I advise you to be kind. Donating Julong Steel to society is your only path to redemption.]

[What does shameless mean? This is it!]

[Carrying the red flag while opposing the red flag, Lu Shenwei, you're really something!]

Facing their yapping, Lu Shenwei said disdainfully: "What qualifications do you have to roast me here? I'm 26 years old. Even if I lie down and do nothing all day, I earn seven or eight million. What do you have? A keyboard?"

[F*ck! I can't take it anymore! Give me your address, I'm going to kill you!]

[This is so infuriating! We can't out-argue him, are we just going to let him throw money at us?]

[Earning seven or eight million a day... I'm crying. I won't earn that much in my whole life.]

[Don't cry, buddy, just get up and get back to work.]

[Be more confident, you won't earn it in two lifetimes.]

"While you are still struggling and groveling for a living, I have long achieved financial freedom. The money I earn in a day is more than you can earn in several lifetimes."

"You want to roast me? Do you have the capital? Do you have the strength?"

"After income, let's talk about career. When I was in my early twenties, I took all my savings and single-handedly revitalized the Julong Steel Factory. What were you doing in your twenties? Playing games? Dating girls?"

With Lu Shenwei going full throttle, the haters in the livestream were stunned.

Most of the haters and anti-nationalists were just cockroaches in real life, groveling and living in constant fear, earning "dog food" by selling their conscience and smearing their motherland.

[F*ck you, stop talking! My heart hurts!]

[I'm a hater of Lu Shenwei, but his audacity is truly worth learning from.]

[I heard that the money he used to revitalize Julong Steel back then was his parents' pension.]

[If an orphan can do this, what excuse do we have with our healthy hands and feet?]

The insults and attacks were endless, but Lu Shenwei turned a blind eye and continued his barrage: "Let's talk about dating. With your net worth, what kind of good girl could you possibly date?"

"If I said today that I was looking for a girlfriend, the line of girls would stretch from the factory all the way abroad. Believe it? You little trash."

[Stop f*cking bragging. You just have a little dirty money, is that so great?]

[Can you do whatever you want just because you have money? In my eyes, you're just a pile of dog shit.]

"Sorry, you really can do whatever you want if you have money. For the three thousand workers at Julong Steel, if I say I want to eat watermelon in winter, they can immediately build a greenhouse to grow it, or even import fresh ones internationally. Can you do that?"

[Holy f*ck, every word stabs right in the heart. I can't take it anymore.]

[It's wrong for you to treat your workers like that; they are people too.]

"My workers haven't said anything yet, so why are you yapping? I'm not afraid to tell you that not one of my three thousand workers has a bad word to say about me. Why? Because I treat them like human beings."

"Do you know what the minimum wage at Julong Steel is? Grandpa Liu, who guards the gate, is over seventy and has a monthly salary of 12,000. You guys probably can't even make that much selling your dignity to be someone's dog, right?"

[12,000 for a gatekeeper? Who are you trying to fool?]

[Don't say that; I actually know about this. The old man guarding the gate seems to have blocked a Navy leader at the door before.]

[Even their gatekeeper gets a salary of over ten thousand? F*ck! I work overtime and only make 6,000 a month.]

"We agreed that he would roast people and stir up hatred in the livestream, so why is Little Lu advertising for himself?" Zhou Wen shook his head with a bitter smile.

Huang Liang echoed: "This is exactly Director Lu's personality—serious, yet with a hint of playfulness."

"After talking about career and love, let's talk about ideals with you little trash. Of course, I'm not sure if you even have any ideals."

Lu Shenwei's AoE taunt was at max capacity, and the chat room instantly exploded with rotten eggs and rotten vegetables filling the screen.

[Isn't this an insult? Die, you dog thief!]

[Stop talking, I shouldn't have come to this livestream.]

[This is heartbreaking and vicious; Lu Shenwei is too detestable.]

[I have ideals! Do I need you to mock me for no reason?]

Who doesn't have ideals? But how many can actually realize them?

Lu Shenwei's words were undoubtedly rubbing salt into the wounds of the traitors and lackeys, and adding a bit of cumin for good measure.