Four o'clock sharp!
The livestream room was silent!
The viewers were a bit confused!
This Huarong Company's livestream room had been around for over three months since its establishment.
There had never been a situation where they stood people up or had streamers disappear.
Could something have gone wrong?
Wait a bit longer?
10 minutes.
15 minutes.
20 minutes.
Still no sign of activity.
"Hey, did something happen to Brother Dong?"
"This is a huge joke, millions of viewers stood up!"
"Speaking of which, aren't you guys reading the news... the fan circles are going crazy!"
"Fan circles? That disgusting circle of idol-like youngsters? I'm not interested in that stuff!"
"Wait, what does the fan circle have to do with Brother Hao?"
"It seems Brother Hao beat up Kun Kun and got arrested!"
"Holy crap?"
"What's going on?"
"That Kun Kun, who was jokingly called 'Chicken Brother' and won Best Chinese Song Award with a purely foreign language song... Although we've disliked him for a long time, why did Brother Hao get into a fight with him?"
"It seems Brother Hao couldn't stand Kun Kun injuring an old lady in a wheelchair, so they fought. Now they've both been detained by the police in Modu... The fan circles are apparently making a huge fuss about it, demanding Brother Hao publicly apologize to Kun Kun and be jailed for life."
A brief silence.
The livestream room exploded.
"Holy crap, I've disliked those brats for a long time. A mere idol dares to challenge a national treasure of science and technology!"
"Link, please! Let these little kids know what internet bullying is!"
"Sorry everyone, I just found out my daughter was also participating in this so-called 'Protect Kun Kun Operation'. I just gave her a beating and stopped her allowance!"
"My cousin is also involved, don't worry everyone, I'm beating her right now!"
"My kid too, I just cut off the Wi-Fi at home and am currently using my phone to watch!"
It was clear.
The infuriated viewers had flipped the table.
...
After half an hour of fussing.
Zhang Weimin's computer finally accessed the livestream room.
He was quite agitated at the moment.
Without any news of his daughter, he didn't have much mood to watch the livestream.
However, distracted, Zhang Weimin glanced at the livestream room and was stunned again.
"Why is it black?"
"There's no picture!"
"Haven't you guys finished processing it yet?"
Zhang Weimin was in a bad mood, and his words were a bit harsh.
The young men in the office looked dejected, watching Zhang Weimin and answering cautiously.
"The streamer doesn't seem to have started the broadcast."
"In other words, we've been stood up."
"Could it be that the streamer named Meng Hao hasn't figured out the lithography machine technology... Or perhaps, he's unwilling to part with the 500,000 yuan prize money and intentionally disappeared."
Facing his subordinates' "guesses."
Zhang Weimin was furious.
"Nonsense!"
"Meng Hao, do you know who is watching him... Which esteemed person!"
"Even if all of you disappeared, he wouldn't deliberately stand us up!"
Zhang Weimin, burning with anxiety.
He almost blurted out Elder Ouyang's name.
Wait.
Impossible, intentionally stood up?
Could it be.
Meng Hao encountered some situation.
And.
His daughter was traveling with Meng Hao before.
He quickly dialed Meng Hao's number.
The same.
It was turned off!
Bad.
They had already boarded the passenger plane returning to Great Xia.
Could it be that someone, with the courage of a leopard, dared to cause trouble on Great Xia's territory?
As he was lost in thought.
The military from Modu, whom he had asked to inquire about the passenger plane's whereabouts, called in.
"What?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"My daughter, along with Meng Hao and Zhang Xijin, the streamer from Huarong Company, were all arrested by a police station in Modu... The reason is public fighting!"
"This is ridiculous!"
"Okay, I understand."
"I will handle this matter."
...
Police station.
Meng Hao was leisurely reading a book.
Outside.
Zhang Xijin and Qin Muyan were being investigated.
Unlike Qin Muyan's cooperation, Zhang Xijin appeared extremely displeased.
"What are you guys up to?"
"Do you know Meng Hao has a livestream today?"
"What? Even a streamer with millions of fans can't bypass your police procedures!"
"Sir, I know you're just following orders, but could you please communicate with your superiors... Brother Hao isn't just an ordinary streamer with millions of fans, he's confused by your actions... Brother Hao isn't a streamer, he's just the boss of a private company... The livestream room with millions of fans is a network department under their company."
"What's going on?"
"If he's not a streamer with millions of fans, then he definitely can't bypass your rules to broadcast?"
"Do you know how many military, heavy industry, and high-level leaders are waiting to watch Meng Hao's livestream... You don't believe me?... I am Zhang Xijin, a military officer of Great Xia, with the rank of Lieutenant."
Zhang Xijin was about to lose her temper.
She regretted it.
If she had known this would happen,
She would have brought her military officer's ID with her when she went to Hawaii.
Now she couldn't prove her military identity at all.
The police system wasn't connected to the military, and it would probably be late at night by the time her identity was verified.
...
Just as Zhang Xijin was exasperated and didn't know what to do.
An internal line phone rang, about four or five desks away from Zhang Xijin.
The dedicated police officer responsible for the internal line phone answered with great respect... This kind of internal line phone was usually only dialed by a high-level superior for urgent matters, and it had been sitting there for so long it was gathering dust.
"Hello, this is the 23rd police substation under the 7th branch of Modu Public Security Bureau. May I ask who you are!"
"Military? Major General? May I ask who you are looking for and what orders you need to give!"
The police officer, who was already extremely respectful, became exceptionally nervous upon hearing it was a call from a Major General at the Kyoto Military Headquarters, even raising his voice by eight octaves.
Joke.
A Major General, if equated to police ranks, would basically be equivalent to the top one or two leaders of the Modu Police Headquarters.
No wonder the police officer sounded so cautious.
In fact.
Let alone him.
As his tone suddenly rose.
His colleagues, who were working, also cast their eyes over.
A Major General, ah.
This was already a very high military rank.
"Yes."
"Are you looking for someone?"
"Please wait a moment, I'll ask."
The officer pressed the receiver and asked loudly.
"Excuse me."
"Do we have a Ms. Zhang Xijin here?"
"Please come to the phone."
Zhang Xijin, who had no more patience with the unyielding police officer in front of her, stood up and, under the astonished gazes of many police officers, walked briskly towards the landline phone.
She calmly took the handset.
After listening for a few moments, she replied with a hearty laugh.
"Dad!"
"It's me."
Huh?
Dad?
The Major General looking for someone was her daughter?
Wait.
This lady... wasn't a guest, but was being detained and questioned.
What the heck is going on?
They arrested a Major General's daughter?