Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

Although the final judicial verdict has not yet been issued, it is clear to all that Li Fushun's political life and even his personal freedom have come to an end.

As the saying goes, "Pulling out a radish brings out the mud," and his loyal follower, Secretary Wang, was also implicated, being found to be involved in tens of millions of yuan in embezzled funds.

With the sudden collapse of Li Fushun's powerful backer, Tiancheng Entertainment Group, having lost its biggest asset, was completely thrown into chaos. Douyin, like a final judgment, ruthlessly and permanently banned all the accounts of the "Peach Blossoms Bloom" guild's contracted influencers!

For Tiancheng Entertainment, whose business is almost 80% tied to the Douyin platform, this is tantamount to having its backbone removed, instantly plunging it to the brink of paralysis and bankruptcy.

The Wei family father and son were like ants on a hot pan.

To this day, they still can't figure out who Qin Luo really is. What makes him possess such terrifying power that even the behemoth that Douyin obeys him? The owner of Yipinxuan? This identity seems like a huge joke now! But reality tells them coldly and cruelly.

This young man, whom they once thought they could easily manipulate, is someone they absolutely, absolutely cannot afford to offend!
As evening fell, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed the Xueyuan residential area in a warm golden hue.

Xiao Luoxi walked back to the entrance of the community somewhat listlessly.

Since her account was forcibly taken back by the guild, she hasn't been able to stream for several days, and her life has suddenly become empty.

Just as she reached the door, two familiar yet repulsive figures blocked her way: Wei Junshu and the bowing and scraping Doubao.

Doubao's face was plastered with an almost fawning smile as he rubbed his hands together to greet him.

"Miss Xiao! You're back!"

When Xiao Luoxi saw that it was them, her face immediately darkened, and she turned around to try to get away.

She gets annoyed whenever she sees anyone from Tiancheng Entertainment.

"Luo Xi! Luo Xi! Don't go!"

Wei Junshu quickly stepped forward to stop her, forcing the most "kind" smile he had ever given in his life, and speaking in an unprecedentedly humble tone.

"Don't misunderstand! We're here with absolutely no ill intentions! It's good news! Huge good news!"

"Good thing?"

Xiao Luoxi looked at him suspiciously, her eyes filled with distrust.

"Yes, yes, yes! This is fantastic news!"

Wei Junshu hurriedly took a file bag from Doubao's hand, pulled out a contract, and presented it to Xiao Luoxi with both hands, his tone almost humble and ingratiating.

"Look! This is your termination agreement! Just sign it here, and from this moment on, you and Tiancheng Entertainment will have absolutely no connection! Your live streaming account, all the money in your platform wallet, will be returned to you intact! The guild won't take a single penny! And..."

He paused for a moment, and Doubao immediately understood and handed him a bulging brown paper envelope.

Wei Junshu stuffed the envelope into Xiao Luoxi's hand, a smile plastered on his face.

"Here is one million in cash! It's a small compensation from Tiancheng Entertainment for the trouble we caused you before! A token of our appreciation! Please accept it!"

Xiao Luoxi was completely dumbfounded.

She looked down at the black-and-white termination agreement in her hand, then weighed the heavy envelope, which was obviously filled with a thick wad of banknotes. Then she looked up at Wei Junshu's fawning smile, which was filled with the words "Please accept this." She felt like she was dreaming, and it was an extremely absurd and bizarre dream.

She hadn't paid much attention to the uproar online news these past few days, and was even more unaware that Qin Luo had transformed into the behind-the-scenes boss of Douyin, bringing the once-arrogant Tiancheng Entertainment to the brink of bankruptcy.

The unexpected windfall left her completely bewildered.

Is Wei Junshu... possessed by some evil spirit? Or did he get his head caught in a door when he went out?

Even after she dazedly signed her name on the termination agreement and watched Wei Junshu retract the contract with a look of relief and even gratitude, she still felt unsteady on her feet and as if it were all unreal.

“Um… Miss Xiao…” Wei Junshu rubbed his hands together, a cautious, ingratiating smile on his face.

"Could you perhaps introduce us to Mr. Qin Luo? We...we'd like to apologize to him in person..."

Introduce Qin Luo? Xiao Luoxi immediately became wary and instinctively wanted to refuse.

She had no desire to have anything to do with anyone from Tiancheng Entertainment anymore.

However, before she could finish speaking, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure slowly walking towards the entrance of the residential area.

It was Qin Luo!
He was carrying a convenience store bag in his hand, which meant he had just bought something.

Xiao Luoxi seemed to have seen a savior, or perhaps she wanted to get rid of this strange scene as soon as possible, so she immediately raised her hand and pointed.

"Look! He's right there! If you want to find him, go find him yourselves!"

After saying that, she clutched her contract and the heavy envelope, and like a frightened little rabbit, quickly slipped into the residential area.

Wei Junshu and Doubao looked in the direction she pointed, and their eyes lit up! The two of them immediately seemed like different people, their faces instantly plastered with smiles ten times more obsequious than when they were facing Xiao Luoxi, and they bent over and jogged to meet her.

"Mr. Qin! Mr. Qin! Please wait! Please wait!"

Wei Junshu's voice carried an almost tearful, ingratiating tone.

Qin Luo stopped and looked at the two people blocking his way. He raised an eyebrow and a half-smile appeared on his lips.

His gaze swept over Wei Junshu's humble face with great interest before he slowly spoke.

"Oh? Isn't this Vice President Wei? Haven't seen you for a few days, why... aren't you being stubborn anymore?"

Wei Junshu's facial muscles twitched at this casual remark, but he dared not show any dissatisfaction, shaking his head vigorously like a rattle drum.

"No! No! How could I, Wei Junshu, dare to be stubborn in front of Mr. Qin! I was blind to your greatness before! I was so arrogant! I deserve to die! I'm such a bastard!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture as if he were about to slap himself.

Qin Luo raised his hand to stop his clumsy performance, his smile deepening, carrying a teasing tone reminiscent of a cat playing with a mouse.

“I remember what I said a few days ago in front of your company? I told you that within ten days, Wei Junshu, you would have to come kneeling and begging me. Tsk,” he raised his wrist and looked at the seemingly ordinary but priceless Patek Philippe.

"It's only been five days, right? Vice President Wei, you... you've moved it ahead of schedule?"

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes filled with amusement, and uttered a few words in a light, casual tone.

"Come on, start your performance."

"kneel!"

Qin Luo lightly tapped Wei Junshu's chest with her toes.

"Who has ever given dignity to those small-time streamers you've driven to the brink?" In the elevator, the notification of 311 million yuan arriving in her account turned Xiao Ruoxi into a woodpecker.

"Muah! Muah! Qin Luo, I love you!"

At the bathroom door, Officer Liu, soaking wet, groaned in pain.

"No...don't look...I just slipped..."

"Begin your performance."

Qin Luo's five light words were like five red-hot steel needles, piercing Wei Junshu's eardrums and straight to his heart!
The forced, fawning smile on his face froze instantly, then twisted and distorted, the color draining away visibly, turning deathly pale, and finally swelling into an unsightly liver color.

kneel?!
At the entrance of this busy residential area?! In front of so many onlookers, maybe even his ex-girlfriends and people he looked down on?!
This is worse than death! It's like stripping away all the pitiful dignity that Young Master Wei has accumulated over decades, throwing it on the ground, and then letting it be trampled on by countless feet!

He straightened his back instinctively, his eyes filled with humiliation and resistance.

Wei Junshu was used to being arrogant and domineering in Fujian. When had he ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?
However, his father Wei Tiancheng's icy, knife-like gaze and his brother Wei Junwu's unquestionable death order echoed wildly in his mind like a tight band.

"Don't go back to the Wei family until you get Qin Luo's forgiveness!"

The Wei family… that was his root, his reliance, and the source of his extravagant and dissolute life! Without the Wei family, Wei Junshu was less than a dog!

The immense fear and the cold reality, like two surging icy currents, instantly shattered his fragile dam of self-esteem.

“Mr. Qin…” Wei Junshu’s voice was dry and trembling, filled with a heavy plea.

"I...I know I was wrong...I really know I was wrong...Please...have mercy on me..." he said, but his body seemed to be weighed down by an invisible burden, and he began to bend down very slowly and with great difficulty.

Knees, little by little, moved closer to the cold, hard concrete floor.

Xiao Ruoxi, standing to the side, was already so shocked that she covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief! Just a few days ago, the arrogant and domineering Second Young Master Wei was bossing her around at Tiancheng Entertainment Company, but now... he was actually going to kneel down in front of Qin Luo?!

The entrance to the residential area is a busy place, and the commotion here had already attracted a lot of attention.

Seeing Wei Junshu's appearance, whispers and pointing eyes instantly converged on him.

"Hey? Isn't that Wei Ershao from Tiancheng Entertainment?"

"Oh my god! What...what is he trying to do? Kneel down?"

"Who is that young man over there? Does he have such a big reputation?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I've never seen anything like this before! Even Young Master Wei has met his end!"

"Take a picture! Take a picture! Quickly post it on WeChat Moments!"

Those gazes, whether curious, disdainful, or gloating, those whispers like needles, were like countless red-hot irons, fiercely branding Wei Junshu's face and heart! Every glance, every word, was like an invisible slap, relentlessly striking his soul! The humiliation overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, almost suffocating him.

He clenched his back teeth so hard that blood seeped from his gums, veins bulged on his forehead, and his body trembled violently from extreme shame and indignation.

Finally, under the spotlight of countless eyes, his knee slammed heavily onto the cold cement floor!

Boom!
This soft sound, though not loud in the noisy environment, resounded like thunder in Wei Junshu's own world.

He kept his head down, the veins in his neck bulging, not daring to look at anyone, wanting only to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

“Mr. Qin…” Doubao, who was watching from the side, was terrified and knelt down with a thud, her voice trembling with tears.

"Please! Spare the Wei family! Just please have mercy and get Douyin to unban the influencer accounts under our guild... we'll do anything you ask!"

Wei Junshu suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Qin Luo, filled with his last hope and pleading.

It was as if this was the only lifeline he could grasp after paying such a huge price.

Qin Luo looked down at the two kneeling at his feet, the playful smile on his face completely gone, replaced by a cold indifference.

He slowly shook his head, his voice clearly reaching Wei Junshu and Doubao's ears, as well as the ears of all the onlookers who had their ears perked up.

"Reopen? When did I say I was going to reopen your lockdown?"

boom.!

Wei Junshu felt as if a bomb had been shoved into his brain and exploded instantly! All the humiliation, forbearance, and hope were shattered in that moment!

No?! Qin Luo never promised to lift the ban?! Then what about his kneeling just now? What about the humiliation he endured, which was worse than death?!

The overwhelming sense of absurdity and the raging fury of being mocked burst forth like volcanic lava, breaking through the last shred of his reason!

"Qin Luo! I'll fuck your mother!!!"

Wei Junshu suddenly sprang to his feet, his eyes bloodshot like a mad beast. All fear and reason were thrown to the winds, leaving only a violent rage to tear the person in front of him apart!
He roared and, without regard for anything else, swung his fist and smashed it hard into Qin Luo's face!

However, his fist didn't even get within half a meter of Qin Luo!

Qin Luo's eyes turned cold, and his movements were as swift as a ghost. Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes; Wei Junshu's aggressively charging body was as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding truck!

"Oh!"

A dull thud of flesh colliding rang out!
Wei Junshu was sent flying backward at ten times the speed at which he lunged forward, crashing heavily to the ground several meters away. His internal organs seemed to have shifted, and he curled up in pain, letting out a pig-like scream.

Qin Luo appeared beside him as if by teleportation, and with one foot, casually yet with immense force, he stepped lightly on Wei Junshu's chest.

That seemingly casual force made Wei Junshu feel as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it extremely difficult to breathe. All his screams were blocked in his throat, leaving only his hoarse gasps.

Qin Luo leaned forward slightly, his icy gaze like a solid icicle piercing into Wei Junshu's eyes, which were twisted by pain and fear. His voice was not loud, but it clearly echoed throughout the now-silent entrance of the residential area, carrying a soul-piercing question.

"Now you know what humiliation is? Now you know what pain is? Now you feel your dignity has been swept away?"

"Have you ever thought about those small internet celebrities and live streamers who were tied down by your Tiancheng Entertainment's exploitative contracts, exploited and driven to desperation, and even forced to jump off buildings?"

"What the hell are their humiliation, their despair, their dignity worth?!"

"Your kneeling today, Wei Junshu, is not even worth a single tear they shed in my eyes!"

Every word was like a heavy hammer blow, striking Wei Junshu's heart, and also the hearts of the neighbors who had initially come with a spectator's mentality.

Many people's expressions changed from schadenfreude to silence and contemplation. (End of Chapter)