"What's this guy's story?"
The live stream had just ended. As Lin Chu closed the feed and lit a cigarette, he heard Jackie Chan ask with a laugh beside him.
He still looked a bit tired. After all, he was getting on in years and had stayed up late. There was a smile on his face, but Lin Chu could detect a strange undertone in his voice.
He instantly understood. 'He probably suspects I arranged for that guy to show up.'
'Makes sense.'
No one likes having trouble dumped on them.
'I don't even like this kind of trouble.'
'But... maybe I'm too much of a pushover?'
Last time, when Zhang Songwen was on the stream, someone asked for a job.
This time, with Jackie Chan on the stream, someone was asking for help.
It was getting out of hand, with no sense of boundaries.
It was like his stream was a wishing well.
'Damn it, I wanted to be a cyber Foster Father, but now I'm just a cyber bootlicker.'
