A heartthrob? Here you go!

As soon as these two sentences came out, the scene suddenly became quiet as if the pause button was pressed.

"You want money from us?"

A reporter sneered: "Do you know who we have interviewed?"

He proudly enumerated: "We are reporters from the Central Daily News. Countless politicians and businessmen have been interviewed by us, and none of them took money."

Someone nearby looked down on him: "He is indeed a commoner, he only cares about money, he is shallow and ignorant."

"That's right. It only costs two thousand, which is very cheap."

The comments were filled with ridicule or disappointment towards Yu Ge.

[Central Daily? Does she know what she is talking about? If she is on the Central Daily, she won’t have to go to remote states for future assignments!]

[Is Yu Ge such a person? So sad. We common people finally have such an excellent person...]

[Give it to her! See if she dares to accept it!]

As soon as the reporter from the Central Daily News finished his words, the young reporter next to him silently stepped back a few steps to make room for him.

Seeing the reactions of others, the reporter from Central Daily News raised his chin even higher, almost looking at Yu Ge with his nose up.

Yu Ge smiled and said, "No bargaining."

After saying that, Yu Ge turned to look at the other reporters next to him and asked, "The interview delayed my class time. I need to make up for the missed lessons in my spare time."

As he spoke, Yu Ge pretended to pick up his clothes: "Since we can't come to an agreement, let's not waste each other's time."

Yu Ge stretched out his hand and just touched the gray sun protection jacket, when a loud shout suddenly came from behind him: "Wait!"

Her hand paused for a moment, and Yu Ge looked back. The reporter from Central Daily was staring at her. "It's only two thousand. I'll get back to you. We're interviewing now."

"We only accept cash, no mortgage, and no credit." Yu Ge picked up the clothes with one hand, waved his hand and was about to leave, but someone stopped him.

"Wait! I'll come over now!" He said through gritted teeth, and the words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Yu Ge simply leaned against the railing behind him, stretched out one arm, and said, "Please go ahead."

The media, an important channel for public opinion, has always been in the hands of the elite. All the reporters present were aristocrats. With online payment so convenient today, they never carry the burden of cash.

The tools holding cameras silently in the back were mostly civilians, none of them carried more than 2,000 yuan in cash, and it was difficult to collect the money by bit by bit.

Finally, they managed to collect 2,000 yuan, which the reporter from Central Daily News threw at Yu Ge: "Take it!"

A stack of banknotes was suddenly thrown at him, and scattered all over the floor. Yu Ge lowered his eyes, his eyes turned cold, and when he raised his eyes again, he still smiled and said, "Then——"

"Which media will come to interview these two thousand?"

The Central Daily News reporter said arrogantly, "Of course it's our Central Daily News."

Another reporter who was also from the upper class aristocracy was not convinced: "This money was collected by everyone, why are you the only one interviewing?"

Seeing that everyone was about to quarrel, Yu Ge clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention: "Come on, everyone, listen to me--"

Everyone looked at Yu Ge, and Yu Ge said slowly: "Well, I will open an online payment channel, but as you all know, there is a handling fee for withdrawing money..."

"So I will also charge a symbolic fee. There are 17 media outlets here, and each of them can give 200,000 yuan for the interview. This way, your contribution will not be too shabby."

"I have an electronic contract here. Let's all sign it together. When transferring the money, remember to note that it's a voluntary gift."

As soon as this sentence came out, the people present widened their eyes and couldn't believe it: "Which bank charges a fee of 190,000?"

"Manual cash withdrawals always require some labor costs."

Barrages of comments flew up instantly, all filled with insults directed at Yu Ge. At the same time, the hot searches on major public opinion platforms also exploded, overwhelming the chaotic live broadcast farce that morning.

[A role model for civilians? A natural born vampire! ]

【Master of Money Making Yu Ge】

Every entry was in a state of explosion, and countless office workers clicked on the hot search to enter the live broadcast, watching the girl on the other side of the screen asking for a huge price.

[Although the handling fee is less than 10, it is still %, which is really expensive.]

[Now that the welfare system is so complete, she still does this. I feel so ashamed...]

In the luxurious courtyard, the young nobleman saw the barrage, smiled contemptuously, and typed a line of words:

[You short-sighted person, the money I spent on a meal is equivalent to your life savings, right? This is so funny.]

After typing, he clicked send, but a warning pop-up window appeared unexpectedly:

[For the sake of public security and stability, please do not send information that affects social stability. 】

The boiling controversy on the public opinion platform was refined by AI into news and automatically sent to everyone, further increasing the popularity of the live broadcast.

"Ding--"

The dark black communicator vibrated for a moment, and a pair of long fingers as white as jade picked it up, swiped the screen, and narrow, clear eyes quietly scanned the news.

When Song Jingshen saw the two figures standing close together, he frowned and did not click into the live broadcast room. Instead, he turned off the communicator:

"Butler Song."

The young man in a suit beside him was sweating slightly on his forehead. He stepped forward and said respectfully, "I'm here. What can I do for you, young master?"

"How many times has this happened?"

In the 700-square-meter living room, warm sunlight pours in from the five-meter-high floor-to-ceiling arched windows, illuminating the precious ancient paintings and exquisite and expensive furniture.

Song Jingshen crossed his legs, straightened his back, and sat upright on the soft leather sofa, his body tall and slender.

He looked at Butler Song quietly and said, "I asked you to deliver the porridge, and you did it in a grand manner."

"Considering our friendship since childhood, I didn't touch you, but you——"

Song Jingshen tapped on the armrest of the sofa with his bony fingers and turned to look out the window.

Tender green lawns covered every corner, and bright red roses lined the avenues.

Butler Song had no intention of watching such a beautiful scene. He knelt down without hesitation and kowtowed to the ground: "It was my fault, Master. I don't care how you punish me, but please give me a chance and don't drive me away."

He could accept any punishment, but he just couldn't accept leaving Song Jingshen.

Who would be willing to leave such a young man who is as elegant and noble as the moon?

Butler Song was extremely angry, but he calmed down and raised his eyes and said, "I will intercept them now and deal with those reporters now."

Song Jingshen said calmly: "No need."

"She'll be mad."

As he spoke, Song Jingshen stood up and walked towards Butler Song, lowering his head and saying gently, "I understand that you went astray for a while, just make amends."

"You are wasting your talent by my side. There is a riot in Xuzhou. You should go."

Butler Song looked up at the beautiful young man above him, his eyes slightly red, and he responded in a trembling voice: "I, I understand."

Song Jingshen nodded approvingly, turned and left, tapping the communicator and giving orders as he walked.

He would like to know which shameless person came up to him again.

The young man kneeling on the ground took out his communicator with trembling hands and entered the live broadcast room. A light blue screen popped up, and the civilian girl on the screen still looked indifferent.

It seems like he doesn't care about what others say.

At the scene, Yu Ge's shameless words made everyone present extremely angry, but their anger also made them realize that this was a good opportunity.

Let them see what kind of person this so-called inspirational idol for the common people is!

"Well, have you considered it?"

Yu Ge laughed and asked at the right time.