OFR – Chapter 355 One Man in Power, the World Silenced (Part 3)!

The chairman of Quanmin TV, after hearing the implication in Chen Shaojie’s words, thought for a moment and ultimately agreed.

Because no matter from the standpoint of reason or from any other perspective, Chen Shaojie at this moment stood firmly on the lofty ground of justice. He had no way to refuse—nor could he.

He could only agree. Yet, standing right beside Chen Shaojie, he clearly knew that his agreement might well be creating a colossal industry monopoly in the livestreaming world.

In his heart, he felt helpless, but there was nothing he could do.

Because the price Chen Shaojie had paid this time far exceeded his imagination. If he were to refuse, would a man like Chen Shaojie—who had paid such a huge price—possibly back down? On the contrary, this self-made man with unfathomable depth would surely have a hundred ways to force his compliance!

So, for the sake of Quanmin TV and for himself, after thinking for a moment, he still chose to agree.

This way, regardless of what the future held, at least for now, Quanmin TV would not be affected.

As for that arrogant, domineering “Youdianleng” on the giant projection screen in the distance, he was the one destined to suffer the heaviest blow.

From his own direct observation, he knew that Youdianleng, from the moment he alone faced the entire Shenhao Alliance, to now when he was locked in a fierce battle with Fish Emperor, had already thrown down an astronomical six to seven billion yuan.

Six to seven billion!

This was no small sum. Even in the money-burning livestreaming industry, it was a figure so immense that it made one’s breath feel tight!
He wasn’t sure if Douyu TV had that much liquid capital, but in terms of liquidity alone, Quanmin TV absolutely did not!

Even if one mortgaged shares, the equity equivalent of six or seven billion would be enough to make Youdianleng the second-largest shareholder in Quanmin TV!

And yet now, this tycoon, who had smashed tens of billions into the scene with unstoppable momentum, was being forced into suspension.

Not because he lacked the strength to continue dueling Fish Emperor, nor because he was about to lose.

But because he was forcibly, passively suspended.

The chairman of Quanmin TV didn’t need to think twice—he knew that by doing this, he would be offending Youdianleng to the death, a man who dared to challenge a giant like Douyu all on his own.

So after weighing the pros and cons, frowning deeply, he finally said to Chen Shaojie beside him:

“Mr. Chen, since you’ve presented such irrefutable evidence, our Quanmin TV can suspend Youdianleng as you requested. But you must understand—this is someone who has just thrown tens of billions into this event. In real life, he may not be any less than you. To offend such a god-tier spender, someone with the drive to sweep across the entire industry, the cost will be beyond what Quanmin TV can bear. Even if that cost were shifted onto Douyu, it would still stir up a massive storm. I hope you will reconsider.”

The chairman of Quanmin TV could not help but voice these words.

Because deep down, he truly felt a sense of respect for Youdianleng—for a tycoon whose momentum had swept across the entire industry.

If he were a dozen years younger, if he weren’t already the chairman of Quanmin TV, then surely upon hearing of such a figure in the livestreaming world, he would have taken him as his own life idol.

That was why he couldn’t bear to see such a powerful, commanding tycoon end up suffering such a stifling defeat.

From the bottom of his heart, he felt it was unworthy.

But he also knew—this was reality.

A hero who dares to face the world will, in the end, still be defeated by schemers lurking in the shadows.

Heroes?

Perhaps everyone loves them. Yet from ancient times to now, heroes have always been mere stepping stones for warlords and petty men alike.

To call it “tragic and lamentable” might sound pretentious, but the truth is—the world has never been kind to such people.

“Heh, don’t worry. I and Douyu will bear all consequences. It has nothing to do with Quanmin TV. You can make that clear in the suspension notice.”

While the chairman’s thoughts wandered, Chen Shaojie’s calm, steady voice rang in his ears. Once he fully understood its meaning, he said nothing more. After all, at over forty, he was no longer a reckless youth of fifteen or twenty who would throw everything away for hot-blooded passion.

He understood loss, and knew when to advance and when to retreat.

So he simply nodded lightly, picked up the stack of documents Chen Shaojie had brought, and handed them to his secretary, instructing him to proceed according to Chen’s request.

“Why must you push Youdianleng into such a deadly corner? Aren’t you afraid that someone like him will retaliate in terrifying ways in real life?”

After the secretary left, the chairman stared at Youdianleng’s ID on the big screen and could not help but ask in a low voice.

“Afraid? Heh, President Li, you overthink things.”

Chen Shaojie only smiled faintly, dismissing the concern.

Indeed, in today’s livestreaming industry, Chen Shaojie and Douyu TV already stood at the pinnacle of power. To expect such a force to be afraid—was almost impossible.

Moreover, though Chen Shaojie appeared young, he was not some spoiled second-generation heir. At most, he came from an upper-middle-class family. To have clawed his way up to a net worth of hundreds of billions—his effort, his willpower, spoke for themselves.

A self-made man who carved out such an empire in his own industry truly had no need to fear anyone—not even a tycoon with terrifying wealth!

So when the chairman heard his words, he simply nodded, fell silent, and lifted his gaze slightly, wanting to see what Youdianleng—this god-tier spender about to be suspended—would do next.

For some reason, while looking at Youdianleng, a historical figure from some TV drama or film came to his mind.

Xiang Yu.

He vaguely recalled Xiang Yu’s defiant roar at Wujiang River, in the face of utter defeat:

“This defeat is not due to lack of battle. It is Heaven that seeks my end. But even in death, I remain the Overlord of Western Chu!”

How similar those words felt to the current Youdianleng, radiating sky-piercing momentum before the entire internet!

In these thoughts, as dusk deepened outside and his secretary bustled about, time slipped away quietly.

Soon, it was already 8 p.m.

On Chinese New Year’s Eve, 2019, at 8 p.m.—a time when families ought to be gathered for reunion dinners, when the livestream gala should have been wrapping up.

But now, the entire event’s popularity was not falling but surging, breaking all past records of the Fengyun Gala. Across all lines and livestream rooms, viewership was soaring toward two hundred million—nearly a third of the entire nation, excluding only the elderly and children!

With such an enormous base of viewers, the livestream barrage should have been a chaotic mix.

Yet at this moment, because of two blinding system barrages suddenly blazing across the screen, the whole livestream page fell deathly silent for a few seconds. Then, in the next instant, nearly two hundred million viewers erupted!

The intensity of the explosion surpassed any previous moment. Every industry giant watching felt crushed under the weight of a collective fury that seemed to come from the entire nation itself!

In an instant, the once-normal livestream chat spiraled into uncontrollable chaos.

Endless waves of curses, cheers, screams, and all manner of messages swept across every corner and every channel of the page with unimaginable speed!