Picking Up Fragments

After everyone had gathered, the hotel began serving food. The three large hotels hadn't done any business today, as they were just cooking for Jiang Tan. Unlike other streamers who had mostly small crayfish and home-style dishes, Jiang Siming's dishes were much more extravagant. The crayfish were just side dishes. Each table had an Alaska king crab! There were also Boston lobsters, ox-eye beef, Canadian geoduck, Yunnan bamboo fungus, and more. Many of these dishes were things that the viewers had never eaten in their lives.

After the dishes were served, the entire live stream audience was drooling. Then they looked at other streamers' live rooms, which were all just small crayfish or skewers with beer... the difference was enormous!

"Woo woo woo, the biggest regret this year is not going to the carnival!"

"To be honest, I only know about the crayfish..."

"Such lavish spending! Each table probably costs at least two thousand, right? With over a thousand tables, this must cost millions for Ming God."

"I swear I'll go to the carnival next year, anyone who doesn't go is an idiot!"

"Those who went are already showing photos in the Fish Bar, I want to cry~"

When all the dishes were served, Jiang Siming didn't feel the need to say much more. He simply said, "Let's eat," and thousands of people started eating!

The table Jiang Siming was sitting at was filled with his exclusive "emperors." One table wasn't enough, so the surrounding tables were filled as well. There were both men and women, and their ages varied greatly, from the twenties to the forties. Everyone was dressed in an extraordinary way, of course, those who could spend 120,000 per month to live like an emperor weren't from ordinary families.

But here, they didn't dare to act out in front of Jiang Siming. A meal that costs millions is not something that their wealthy families could compare to.

"Ming God, I propose a toast to you!"

As the only main character of the gathering, Jiang Siming was inevitably toasted. He wasn't afraid of it at all and drank every time someone came over, though they couldn't all come up to toast him at once—they were worried they'd make him drink to death.

Each table sent a representative to toast Jiang Siming. Even with this arrangement, there were still about a hundred people. Everyone wondered if Jiang Siming could handle it. But one by one, the representatives came to toast, and Jiang Siming drank cup after cup without getting drunk!

Halfway through the meal, Little Dumb Sister and Tuan Tuan came over to play. Then Xuxu Baby and the others came to toast one by one. Jiang Siming drank dozens more cups, and although his face turned a bit red, he still stood strong.

Everyone was in awe. They had never seen someone with such strong drinking capacity. "Drinking a thousand cups without getting drunk" became a new nickname for Jiang Siming among his fans.

In the future, not only should you not provoke Jiang Siming in "PUBG," but you also shouldn't provoke him at the dinner table. With so many people today, they managed to keep their lives by toasting one by one. But tomorrow, if some fool tries to challenge Jiang Siming alone, that guy might end up in the hospital.

The meal lasted until late at night and ended perfectly. With that, the carnival also came to an end.

The carnival itself was just a formality, mainly providing an opportunity for streamers and fans to connect offline and maintain their relationships. It was like the celebrity fan meetings that happen every year, where stars give back to their fans who have supported them.

Jiang Siming was very satisfied with the event and assured everyone that he would host it every year. This reassured all the fans who regretted not going. Next year, this gathering would probably have even more people.

That evening, Jiang Siming didn't stay for the rest of the carnival and took Dui Dui and Tuan Tuan back to Shanghai. The carnival was held for three days, but Jiang Siming had no intention of staying in Wuhan for that long. He would have gone crazy. The elimination round was about to begin, and Jiang Siming couldn't wait to return and start the competition.

...

Upon arriving in Shanghai, the driver from Yinghuan Company was already waiting at the airport. Jiang Siming and the two girls got into the car.

Just as he was about to have the driver take the three of them home, the phone in his pocket rang. Jiang Siming picked up the phone, and it turned out to be a call from Ishihara Satomi.

"Unni... I think I'm in trouble..." As soon as the call connected, Ishihara Satomi's nervous and scared voice came through.

"What happened?" Jiang Siming asked in confusion.

"Today, Takahashi-san brought me to a fashion show, but I realized she took me to a private club in Shanghai. A Chinese man claimed to be the owner of the club, and he keeps looking at me with a lecherous gaze. Takahashi-san just left and ran off, leaving me here alone. I'm in the bathroom now, and I'm so scared..." Ishihara Satomi's voice was like a frightened little deer, trembling.

"Send me the address," Jiang Siming said, not even bothering to ask why she trusted her agent so much. He immediately asked for the address.

Ishihara Satomi gave him the address, and Jiang Siming said, "Stay in the bathroom and don't come out. Make up an excuse to delay things. I'll be there right away."

Ishihara Satomi obediently agreed. Although Jiang Siming hung up the phone, she no longer felt as scared as she had before.

"Miss Satomi, are you done yet?" A voice from a female staff member of the club came from outside the bathroom.

Ishihara Satomi quickly responded, "Sorry, my stomach hurts a little. Please tell Mr. Jie that I might be delayed a bit longer."

"No problem. Mr. Qiu instructed us to wait outside the door. Once you're done, come out quickly," the female staff member said, clearly not giving Ishihara Satomi any chance to escape.

Ishihara Satomi tried calling her agent again, but found that the phone was turned off.

"Takahashi-san, how could you do this? I just wanted to end our cooperation, and yet you treated me like this..." Ishihara Satomi thought sadly. Since the day she left Jiang Siming's house, she had been thinking of switching agents.

She had even begged Takahashi and promised her a high compensation package, but she never expected Takahashi to treat her like this.

Ishihara Satomi finally realized something: Takahashi and her agency only saw her as a money-making machine. When the machine was no longer useful or had reached the end of its lifespan, they would exploit her for the last bit of value and then kick her out.

Coincidentally, a wealthy Chinese businessman really liked Ishihara Satomi. Takahashi and the agency took the bribe from the businessman and pushed Ishihara Satomi into the fire.

Unfortunately, now that she knew the truth, Ishihara Satomi was already on the edge of the fire, unable to retreat.

She thought about calling the police, but it was said that this wealthy man had connections with the local police. If she called, she might inadvertently alert him, causing him to react violently.

Ishihara Satomi gave up on that idea and anxiously waited for Jiang Siming to arrive.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Siming checked the address of the private club. It was not far from the airport, and by car, it would take about half an hour.

The main issue was that the place was a bit remote, and it would require several turns to get there. But if she walked quickly, she could probably get there faster.