Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

Meanwhile, at HR Group, several employees gathered to watch the live stream.

The sound of a live stream came from the phone: "Tch, if you're so capable, don't chase after me. I know I'm very handsome."

Those around couldn't help but cover their mouths.

The younger girl couldn't help but say, "Yangyang is so handsome! I never expected him to be so fun lately."

"Yeah, by the way, send me the analysis of the live stream later, I'll take a look when I'm bored," the girl next to me chimed in.

"Ahem." A coughing sound came from behind them, and the group looked at each other: "President Zhou."

Zhou Yang looked at them, listening to the sounds coming from the live stream on his phone, and frowned: "It's fine for you to use your phones during your rest time, but if we find out during work hours, we'll deduct your wages."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Zhou, we absolutely won't use our phones during work hours!" the young woman quickly replied.

Zhou Yang looked at them with some helplessness, wondering what was so interesting about the live stream. He returned to his office and checked the time; it was still early.

I opened my phone almost unconsciously. The live stream those girls were talking about was called Yangyang? But I didn't see Yangyang. Instead, I saw a streamer named Panyang.

Upon entering the live stream, the voice sounded exactly like the one the little girl had mentioned about Yangyang; it seemed to be the same person.

The phone was completely dark, probably because someone was playing some kind of horror game. In the bottom left corner was a picture of the streamer, who was seriously confronting the game NPCs, which looked quite interesting.

Pan Yang heard the voice of 001 in his mind and detected the hidden character Zhou Yang.

Pan Yang blinked. Zhou Yang? Could it be that he entered the live stream? But how could so many people possibly know who Zhou Yang is?

Immediately afterwards, a gift-giving effect covered the entire live stream screen, with an incredibly generous gift of a castle.

001: "Host, this incredibly wealthy person is a hidden character."

Pan Yang: "..." This name paired with the gift effect is truly outrageously extravagant.

"Thanks for the incredibly generous castle," Pan Yang said, glancing at the camera.

Zhou Yang felt a sudden pang in his heart and accidentally clicked the "follow" button.

001: "Host, a hidden character has followed you."

"Thank you for your attention, you incredibly generous guy." Pan Yang blurted out after hearing 001's words.

Yangyang, I love you: Damn it, I've followed Yangyang too, why isn't Yangyang thanking me!

DouDou: Yangyang, my dear husband! I'll give you a castle, will you call me Miss Sister?

Night on the Prairie: Be bold, everyone! Yangyang, I'll give you a castle, will you call me husband?

Zhou Yang stared at the constantly refreshing comments in the live stream and fell into deep thought. Are all these people really this crazy? Then he glanced at Pan Yang's face and thought, well, they are indeed worth going crazy for.

Then the live stream was once again covered with gift effects.

They were so generous and inhumane that they gave away a castle.

He was so extravagant that he gifted her a luxury car.

He was so extravagant that he gave away a villa.

The gift effects in the live stream lasted for a full minute before disappearing.

Pan Yang was shocked. This hidden figure must be a sucker.

The live stream quickly became popular, attracting a large influx of viewers.

Pan Yang glanced at the time: "That's all for now, see you later." Then he immediately closed the live stream.

Find the "unbelievably rich" fan in your follower list, follow them, and send them a private message.

Pan Yang: You don't actually need to send gifts; the platform will deduct 50% of the gift money.

Zhou Yang looked at the suddenly closed live stream and the private messages from the backend. His eyes lit up when he saw the messages after exiting the live stream.

Unbelievable extravagance: It's okay, I have money.

Pan Yang: If you don't believe me, give me 50 million to see my strength.

Incredibly wealthy: Send me your bank card number.

Pan Yang was shocked when he saw this news. Was this hidden person just a fool with too much money?

Pan Yang: You treat every streamer like this?

The message didn't arrive until a while later.

Ruthless and inhumane: No, I've only ever done this for you.

Pan Yang blinked and quickly typed the message.

Pan Yang: Let's exchange contact information. I'll treat you to dinner later.

Then I sent them my WeChat ID.

There was no reply from the other end for a long time.

Pan Yang shrugged, unhurried, shut down his computer, and prepared to eat.

As soon as he entered the living room, he saw a boy holding a selfie stick, waving at him and saying into his phone, "This is my cousin's house. Let me show you what my cousin looks like!"

It's obvious that this person is Fang Wu.

Sure enough, as soon as Fan Yang's face appeared in the live stream, the chat exploded with comments like "So handsome!"

A couple more people commented that Pan Yang looked familiar, but Fang Wu didn't care.

She flashed a bright smile at her phone: "I'm going to end the broadcast now, I'm going to catch up with my cousin." Then she quickly closed the live stream.

Fang Wu sighed as he looked at Pan Yang. This cousin was simply inhumanly handsome. Then, as if remembering something, he said, "Cousin, with your looks, I feel like you would definitely make money as a streamer!"

Upon hearing this, Pan Yang nodded. It was indeed profitable; just now, some sucker had spent a whole minute sending gifts.

"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's go, I'm starving! My cousin probably hasn't eaten either! Let's go eat together."

Before Fan Yang could speak, Fang Wu pulled him out the door, found a down-to-earth roadside stall, ordered a table full of kebabs, and grabbed two bottles of beer.

Pan Yang raised an eyebrow. He really hadn't expected his cousin to be so down-to-earth. He casually picked up a skewer of grilled meat but didn't touch the alcohol.

They ate for four hours straight, and Fang Wu was already a little drunk. He slammed his hand on the table, pointed at Fan Yang, and said...

"Cousin, listen to me! You should start a live stream, go for that good looks thing! You'll definitely make over ten thousand a month. Trust me, I'll be your manager then!"

As he spoke, Fang Wu slumped onto the table.

Pan Yang nudged Fang Wu. "This guy's dead? I think it'll be alright if I leave him here."

001 said helplessly, "Host, please have some decency. You're the original owner's cousin, after all."

After listening to 001's words, Pan Yang agreed, paid the bill, walked to the table, rubbed his wrists, and then hoisted the bill onto his shoulder like a sack.

Fang Wu's head was facing the ground, and because he had just been drinking, the impact made him vomit.

With lightning speed, Fan Yang threw him to the ground, and Fang Wu immediately vomited all over him. He silently took a step back, thinking, "This has nothing to do with me!"

Finally, someone watching from a short distance couldn't resist any longer. They got out of the car, walked up to Pan Yang, and flashed a standard smile: "Need any help?"

Without a second thought, Fan Yang nodded: "Yes, I need to." There was no way he would touch Fang Wu!

001: "Host, think carefully about who exactly made Fang Wu look like this!"

Upon hearing Pan Yang's reply and glancing at Fang Wu, who was covered in vomit, Zhou Yang suddenly felt that this approach to striking up a conversation was not a good idea.

Upon seeing this from a distance, the assistant immediately understood and jogged over, smiling as he said, "Let me help you, we're friends." Then, with obvious disdain, he lifted Fang Wu up.

"My name is Zhou Yang. May I ask your name?" Zhou Yang asked politely, his suit looking rather out of place at the roadside stall.

"Zhou Panyang, thank you. My home isn't far from here. Would you like to exchange contact information?" Panyang asked.

"Okay."

Upon hearing this, Pan Yang took out his phone, and a message popped up on WeChat. It was an incredibly generous friend request. After accepting the request, he opened the friend code and handed it to Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang took out his phone and scanned it with a very serious expression.

Sure enough, I received a plea from a friend.

Zhou Yang requested to add him as a friend.

Pan Yang clicked "agree," and looking at the two dialogue boxes, "Hao Wuren" and "Zhou Yang," he couldn't help but find it amusing. These hidden characters were truly something else.