Time passed quickly. Staring at his phone, Zhang Jiasu sneered. "Nine minutes and fifty seconds! The ten minutes are up! Doctor Wen, get off the livestreaming platform!"
BANG BANG BANG!
As is always the case in novels, the moment of comeuppance arrived at the very last second, a scene mass-produced for the audience's viewing pleasure.
The pounding on the door was deafening. Clearly, the person knocking was in a huge hurry. 'Or maybe they just have no manners?'
Zhang Jiasu shot his mother a dark look. She immediately turned to open the door, grumbling, "What's the rush? In a hurry to get to your own funeral?"
The moment she finished speaking, the person at the door looked anxiously at Zhang Jiasu's mother. "Lili! Some people are here looking for your boy, Jiasu! They're saying he isn't even your child! They're already at the village entrance, asking for your address!"
