Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group

"Brother Tu Hao, recharge some more, you see all my fans have been taken by Su Xiaomei, I'm so frustrated."

"How about we add each other on WeChat and have a meal? Why get angry over such trash." Brother Tu Hao said a bit unwillingly.

"Hmph, still calling yourself Brother Tu Hao, but I think you're just out of money, aren't you?"

Upon hearing Brother Tu Hao's tone, Jump Into Your Heart understood immediately — this guy is definitely out of money.

So her attitude turned cold as well.

"No money yet still acting all that, calling yourself Brother Tu Hao, you're just a pauper."

Then, the opposite party directly closed the private chat.

Brother Tu Hao: "..."

He felt like his lungs were about to explode from anger.

Goddamn, I rewarded you with millions in gifts, and you still curse me.

Most importantly, not even a little gratitude.

"Goddamn, I was blind to reward this bitch."

Looking at the sarcastic comments mocking him in the chat room, on top of being snapped at by the female streamer, Brother Tu Hao felt a sudden unbearable pain in his chest and directly called 120.

...

In the live stream room, Jump Into Your Heart was still trying to be seductive.

"Baby's not happy, baby's heart is bitter, if some big brother could gift me something, I'd give everyone a big surprise."

However, the live stream room was dead silent.

After all, how many rich guys like Ye Chen are there?

And even if they have money, nobody's willing to throw it into this transient live streaming platform.

Seeing no one sending gifts, Jump Into Your Heart couldn't help but quietly curse.

"A bunch of paupers."

However, what she didn't expect was that she hadn't turned off the live microphone, so this sentence was broadcasted.

The netizens in the live stream room were furious.

"Damn, who're you calling a pauper."

"Damn, I tip several thousand a month, and she curses me."

"This streamer has such bad character."

Jump Into Your Heart's face changed slightly.

She originally wanted to explain, but found that the live screen had gone black.

"Your account has been banned for violating live streaming regulations, please comply with the rules of the live streaming room."

Jump Into Your Heart: "..."

Looking at her banned account, Jump Into Your Heart was on the verge of going mad.

She picked up the phone and called her godfather.

Godfather was a senior executive at Douyu Live Stream she had just met, and the reason she could perform so fearlessly was because this executive was backing her.

"Godfather, my account has been banned, can you think of a way to help me."

"What? Someone actually dared to ban your account, they're too bold."

Before long the godfather's call came: "Damn, do you know who you offended? DiDi Brother is a super big shot, and you dared to offend even him. The top ranks have spoken, your account can't be recovered, and due to violation, all rewards cannot be released to you."

The call ended, and Jump Into Your Heart smashed her phone in anger.

Never in her dreams did she imagine that offending Ye Chen would lead to such a miserable end.

Ye Chen was interacting with Su Xiaomei.

"I just got news that Jump Into Your Heart's account has been banned."

Ye Chen laughed: "That kind of performance should've been banned long ago."

In the past, in the previous life, live stream rooms were also filled with these kinds of streams seeking tips through teasing. Various live stream rooms imitated each other, resulting in a major crackdown that severely wounded the streaming industry.

At Miaoya Live Stream, Ye Chen strictly prohibited such behavior.

However, he didn't know that Jump Into Your Heart's ban was entirely because of him.

Douyu Live Stream: "Is that DiDi Brother really Lord Ye?"

A young man asked doubtfully.

"Yeah, because registration requires identity information, we checked."

"From now on, anyone who dares to oppose Lord Ye will be directly banned."

A middle-aged man instructed his subordinates.

He'd heard Wang Congcong mention Ye Chen's name countless times.

He didn't expect the other party to register in his live stream room.

Thanks to Ye Chen, Su Xiaomei's live stream room's popularity reached tens of millions.

All of these were attracted by Ye Chen.

Su Xiaomei's live streams always gave people a fresh and simple feeling, singing and doing some traditional dances.

She advanced step by step, unlike other female streamers who took shortcuts.

Therefore, her popularity was stable, with a fixed fan base.

As Su Xiaomei sang "Little Luck" in the live stream, it immediately became popular online.

After chatting with Su Xiaomei a while longer, Ye Chen turned off his phone and went to sleep.

On the next day, Ye Chen drove a DiDi for two hours, and then received a call from Tong Xiaoya.

"Director Ye, come pick me up at the hotel. Oh, and I'd love to have some of your preserved egg and lean meat congee."

Ye Chen was speechless; he was more like her assistant than a director.

But the relationship between the two was so good that in Ye Chen's heart, Tong Xiaoya was like his big sister.

"Alright, I'm on my way."

Ye Chen drove his Jili Car to the hotel entrance.

At this time, a star host at the door excitedly said: "Ladies and gentlemen, our Xiaoya is coming out of the hotel. The popular Reba just came out in a Mercedes nanny van, I wonder what level Xiaoya's RV is."

"I bet it'll be a hundred-thousand-dollar nanny van."

"Someone of Xiaoya's level should have at least a hundred-thousand-dollar RV."

At this moment, a Jili DiDi stopped at the hotel entrance.

"Huh, why is there a Jili DiDi here, must be a car reserved by some online celebrity."

"Online celebrities are pathetic, can't even afford a nanny van."

But just then, a graceful figure walked out.

"Isn't that our Xiaoya?"

Only to see Tong Xiaoya directly open the door of the DiDi car and got into the Jili Car.

The live stream room fell silent.

But soon the bullet screen started to fly.

"No surprise, our Xiaoya is so low-key."

"Yeah, such a big star actually riding in a Jili DiDi, so touching."

"I'm so jealous of that DiDi driver."

...

Once in the car, Tong Xiaoya impatiently asked: "Where's the preserved egg and lean meat congee?"

Ye Chen took out a thermos and said, "Made it for you."

Tong Xiaoya took a bite: "Wow, Ye Chen, your cooking is really good. In the future, when I shoot with you, all three meals are on you."

"In your dreams, I still have to make movies, okay."

At this time, Tong Xiaoya's phone rang.

A cold voice came through the phone: "Xiaoya, I'm sorry, I can't write songs for you anymore."

"Why?" Tong Xiaoya asked.

"You've offended a major figure in the entertainment industry, and they've said that whoever dares to write songs for you will be banned."

"Oh, I see, thank you Teacher Chen."

Hanging up the phone, Tong Xiaoya's mood was obviously not good.

Ye Chen smiled lightly: "What, running into trouble?"

"Nothing," Tong Xiaoya shook her head.

Ye Chen knew that Tong Xiaoya had sacrificed a lot to sign with him.

"By the way, I want to help you release an album," Ye Chen suddenly said.

"Haha, no need, now no one is willing to write songs for me."

Ye Chen just laughed: "Others aren't willing, but I'm very willing to write songs for you."