Chapter 315 Let's donate it.
Chapter 315 Let's donate it.
While the chat was still spamming "crossdressing," the live stream suddenly exploded with golden special effects.
Feng Qingyang's 100 Carnivals Go Viral:
[Feng Qingyang: What a pity...]
[Feng Qingyang: But in my heart, the challenge is considered a success, so you can still have the house.]
The comments section instantly switched sides:
[The wind is so powerful!!!]
[The boss is awesome!!!]
[This is true vision, Mr. Feng!]
[Jiang Feng, accept this quickly! Don't refuse it if it's free!]
[Feng Qingyang: There's no reason for me to take back a house I've given away.]
Jiang Feng looked at the comment, and his expression slowly changed from being stunned to smiling.
He shook his head and spoke to the camera:
"We don't need the house, Boss Feng."
The viewers in the live chat were stunned.
【What?! Wind God, have you gone mad?!】
[A house! You're just going to give it up like that?]
"You can simply donate the value of that house to charity."
Jiang Feng spoke in a calm tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"As I mentioned before, all the proceeds from my live streams over the seven days following the 10th will be donated to charity. This is also part of my live stream income, and I'm donating it all together."
On the other side of the screen.
Feng Jiancheng sat on the sofa in his living room, still holding his phone in his hand.
He originally wanted to give Jiang Feng some compensation—Jiang Feng conceded defeat in the 30 billion challenge and dressed in women's clothing.
But in his eyes, it wasn't a loss.
He enjoyed watching it. He hired the sniper, and Yifeng was the one who issued the slap in the face announcement.
Both morally and logically, he, as the boss, should express his gratitude.
But to his utter surprise, Jiang Feng refused.
[Feng Qingyang: Are you sure? This is our bet agreement, it doesn't include livestream revenue.]
[Feng Qingyang: And do you even know the value of this house?]
Jiang Feng shook his head: "You don't need to tell me, and I don't need to know."
"Boss Feng, you just need to donate the corresponding amount. I trust your character regarding how and where you donate."
Feng Jiancheng's finger hovered above the screen, but he didn't press it for a long time.
He typed a line, then deleted it. Finally, he took out WeChat and sent it to Jiang Feng: three words.
Feng Qingyang: Are you sure?
Jiang Feng glanced at WeChat and responded definitively:
"I'm sure."
Feng Jiancheng stared at the screen, remaining silent for a long time.
He had seen too many people distorted by money—but when Jiang Feng said this, he didn't even bother to ask how much the house was worth. It wasn't feigned indifference; he genuinely didn't care.
He suddenly remembered the origin of that house—it was bought in the best community next to Zhejiang University of Media and Communications, Longhu Yanlanshan, 200 square meters, at 21,000 yuan per square meter when he bought it, and it seems to have appreciated a lot since then.
It was originally intended for a girl from Zhejiang University of Media and Communications.
For various reasons, the house remained vacant until it rose to over 40,000 yuan per square meter over the years, bringing its total price to several million yuan – a figure that ordinary people can only approach after a lifetime of hard work.
Feng Jiancheng didn't reply. His gaze fell on Jiang Feng's calm face on the screen. "You trust Boss Feng's character? Then how could I let you down?"
He called his assistant to clarify the house price:
"That house is worth around 800 million yuan on the secondhand market, right? Go and talk to Jiang Feng. The donation of 800 million yuan remains the same, but the money will be given to Jiang Feng so he can donate it himself."
Jiang Feng can deduct the tax if he donates the money himself.
This year, Jiang Feng will definitely pay the maximum tax rate of 45%, which will likely amount to a considerable sum over the year.
"In addition, let our Dimensional Pulse brand department draft an endorsement contract. The spokesperson is Jiang Feng. The endorsement fee will be reported at the maximum rate for top celebrities in the entertainment industry, plus the property rights of this Yanlan Mountain property. Once the contract is signed, the property will be transferred directly."
Dimensional Pulse is a brand that makes trendy brands, EDC (Everyday Carry), and figurines. It was founded this year by Feng Jiancheng, who felt that young people's spending power was rising, but it has been lukewarm so far.
The assistant was silent for a moment, then replied: "Mr. Feng, with the maximum endorsement fee plus a house, the total value of this contract will exceed twenty million..."
Feng Jiancheng smiled, his tone tinged with disdain:
"Go play Delta Force and watch Jiang Feng's live stream. What kind of entertainment industry bastards are they? A bunch of worthless trash. They don't even deserve to be compared to Jiang Feng!"
The more he thought about it, the more worthwhile the deal seemed, and his smile deepened—hiring Jiang Feng as a spokesperson would be a stroke of genius. Before anyone else realized Jiang Feng's potential value, he saw it first and secured his position; this investment was a sure thing.
Moreover, he had already arranged for several of his snack brands to have Jiang Feng promote their products, and just a few live streams had already made him a fortune. Now, with this endorsement deal, he'll only make more money.
All the gifts he had given before, like the house, were worthless compared to Jiang Feng's potential future commercial value.
Feng Jiancheng typed the last comment, his fingers steadily tapping the screen:
[Great! The house is worth 800 million. I'll discuss the donation with you again; the process will be fair and transparent! Also, my trendy toy brand 'Dimensional Pulse' would like you to be its spokesperson. Do you have time to discuss it next Monday? The endorsement fee will definitely be a surprise!]
Everyone was shocked. An 800 million yuan house?
One just gives it away without hesitation? The other just refuses it?
And endorsements?
The live stream chat exploded, with the barrage of comments almost bursting off the screen.
Feng Jiancheng looked at the boiling barrage of comments on the screen, his smile widening – he was right about him, with this level of popularity, this endorsement is definitely a steal!
Jiang Feng looked at the comment, a hint of warmth appearing in his eyes, and nodded slightly to the camera:
"Thank you, Mr. Feng. We've troubled you with the donation. We'll discuss the details later."
After thanking Feng Jiancheng, Jiang Feng said to the camera:
"I'll end the broadcast for today. I've been broadcasting for 24 hours straight, and my body just can't take it anymore. I'll rest tomorrow and won't be broadcasting."
He had been broadcasting non-stop for a full twenty-four hours, maxing out his Red Bull and energy potion, drinking countless cans of Red Bull and countless bottles of energy potion.
At this moment, the force that had been holding him up finally loosened.
He paused, then, remembering his earlier promise to cross-dress, added:
"I'll prepare the women's clothing and deliver it to everyone during my live stream on the 17th."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved at the camera, ended the broadcast, and the screen instantly switched back to black.
The screen went black, but the aftershocks on the internet were just beginning.
There's just so much footage from today's live stream.
Marketing accounts are ecstatic; making slices of Jiang Feng's work is probably the happiest thing for them.
There are so many things to cut today.
A 30 billion challenge, targeted across the entire internet, an amazing feat.
The official announcement was specifically made to target Jiang Feng.
The generous gifts from the wealthy patron and the streamer's noble character.
He loves charity more than money.
And there's an unknown brand ambassador, is this a boost for esports?
The 3 billion challenge failed, an extreme operation under the attack of the entire Internet, Delta's official announcement was just to let Jiang Feng dress up as a woman, the big spender's big money, and that casual remark "just donated it".
The video clip has gone viral on major platforms, and trending topics on social media are exploding one after another.
Not loving money but loving charity, the prestige of an e-sports streamer, an unknown endorsement of trendy toys—any one of these could be the title of a viral article.
But Jiang Feng no longer had the strength to look.
Jiang Feng stared into thought as he looked at the WeChat message An Ke had sent him.
There were seven or eight sets of Hanfu women's clothing in various styles.
Encore: Do you like it?
Encore: This was specially made for you~
Jiang Feng sent a message with only a question mark.
Jiang Feng: ?
When I ask a question, it's not that I have a problem, it's that you have a problem.
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