Livestream Conflict-solver: The Whole Internet Begs Me for Justice!

179: Are you satisfied with my talent?Night fell, and the Liu Family’s family banquet officially began.

The location was set in the main residence’s ’Dexintang,’ a massive hall capable of holding a hundred people.

Everyone attending today were core members of the Liu Family.

At a massive huanghuali round table, the seating arrangement was clearly defined.

Liu Zhenyun naturally sat in the main seat. Zhang Ze and Liu Feifei were arranged to his left, a position that fully demonstrated the Old Master’s attitude.

Liu Jianjun’s family sat on the right side, furthest from the Old Master.

The remaining uncles, aunts, cousins, and siblings took their seats according to their closeness to the main family line.

The entire dining table was clearly divided into three distinct factions.

The ’Business Faction,’ led by Second Uncle Liu Jianjun, were all dressed in suits, reeking of money, and looked at Zhang Ze with disdain.

The ’Military Faction,’ headed by Third Uncle Liu Jianguo, were mostly wearing casual clothes, but their posture was ramrod straight and their aura was strong. Their attitude toward Zhang Ze was much friendlier, especially Third Uncle Liu Jianguo, who even raised his cup toward Zhang Ze in greeting.

He had heard about Zhang Ze’s identity and felt genuine admiration for this type of national asset.

The rest were the purely ’Neutral Spectator Faction.’

Zhang Ze felt the undercurrents swirling around the table, yet his heart remained calm; he even felt like starting a live stream.

[family members, this is a high-level match, come watch the Streamer take on five!]

[On the left are the enemy ADC and Support; their damage relies entirely on their mouths. On the right is my team’s Jungler; although he isn’t speaking, he clearly looks like a big shot.]

[As for me, the Streamer, I am naturally the versatile Mid Laner, ready to roam and carry the whole game!]

As the banquet began, Liu Jianjun was the first to attack.

”You’re Zhang Ze, right?” He held his wine glass, adopting the pretense of an elder caring for a junior. ”I heard from Liu Ming that you do live streaming? I’ve heard of this industry; it’s very popular now, but it requires a lot of capital investment to grow big and strong. Do you have any plans for future financing and IPOs?”

This question was extremely insidious.

What does a Streamer know about financing? What does he know about IPOs?

If he couldn’t answer, he was ignorant.

If his answer was too outlandish, he was bragging.

Everyone’s attention was focused on Zhang Ze.

Liu Feifei’s hand nudged him under the table, signaling him not to speak carelessly.

Zhang Ze picked up his chopsticks, put a piece of Dongpo pork into his mouth, and after chewing slowly, he unhurriedly began to speak.

”An IPO? I’m not considering it.”

”Oh?” Liu Jianjun pretended to be surprised. ”Why? Don’t you want to expand your business?”

”It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that there’s no need.” Zhang Ze put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

”My company doesn’t lack money, nor does it need to be responsible to anyone other than me. After going public, one must be constrained by capital, be responsible to shareholders, and chase numbers on a financial report. How boring is that?”

He shrugged. ”I do live streaming purely for fun and to help people who need it. If I wanted to make money, wouldn’t simply starting a few investment projects be faster than this?”

These words were incredibly arrogant.

But paired with his previous boast about ”acquiring a streaming platform,” no one could refute him.

Liu Jianjun was momentarily speechless, and the expression on his face stiffened.

Liu Ming immediately jumped in to smooth things over: ”Dad, why are you discussing this with an internet celebrity? His daily job is just to amuse his fans; what does he know about capital operation?”

He turned toward Zhang Ze, a look of mockery on his face.

”Zhang Ze, I heard that Streamers are all very versatile. Since the elders are all present at today’s family banquet, why don’t you show off a talent to liven things up for everyone?”

Here it comes.

The true intent was revealed.

His words were practically screaming, ”You are just here to perform for us.”

Third Uncle Liu Jianguo frowned, about to speak.

But the Old Master, Liu Zhenyun, raised his hand to stop him, picked up his teacup, and adopted the attitude of watching a show.

Liu Feifei’s fingertips were cold.

”Alright.”

Zhang Ze, however, agreed immediately, his smile extraordinarily bright.

He stood up and looked around.

”What would everyone like to see? Singing and dancing? Or perhaps crosstalk and comedy?”

Liu Ming laughed heartily: ”Perform what you’re best at! I heard you stream fitness and that you’re quite strong? Why don’t you perform breaking a stone on your chest for us?”

The surrounding relatives from the ’Business Faction’ immediately burst into laughter.

”Breaking a stone on the chest is too vulgar; it doesn’t match the style of the Liu Family.” Zhang Ze shook his head, looking regretful, as if to say, ”You don’t understand art.”

”Then you tell us, what do you want to perform?” Liu Ming crossed his arms, waiting to see what tricks he would pull next.

Zhang Ze flexed his wrists.

”Since this is a family banquet, let’s play a little domestic game.”

He walked over to Liu Ming and picked up an uneaten apple from the plate in front of him.

Then, he casually drew a card from the deck of poker cards on the table.

”Watch closely.”

He showed everyone the Ace of Hearts and the apple in his hand.

The next second, he flicked his wrist.

”Whoosh!”

That thin paper card actually made a faint slicing sound as it spun and flew out.

”Thunk!”

One corner of the card was firmly embedded in the apple, penetrating at least one centimeter deep.

The entire hall instantly fell silent.

Everyone stared at the apple with the playing card stuck in it, unable to react for a moment.

What kind of force was that?

”That was just an appetizer.”

He picked up a huanghuali wood chopstick used for guests and twirled it between his fingers.

”My real talent is observation.”

He suddenly turned to Liu Ming and spoke with a cheerful smile.

”For example, I know you are very nervous today. Since sitting down, you have adjusted your tie seventeen times and subconsciously touched the car key in your left pocket nine times.”

Liu Ming’s expression froze.

”I also know you didn’t sleep well last night; there are two obvious blood vessels in the whites of your eyes, and the one on the left is slightly thicker than the one on the right, indicating that you habitually sleep on your right side.”

”The cologne you are wearing today is Armani Acqua di Gio, but there is a very faint lingering scent of Dior Miss Dior Blooming Bouquet on your collar. This scent is not the brand your wife uses.”

”Finally, there is a small patch of semi-dry mud on your left trouser cuff. That kind of reddish-brown clay is only found in the parking lot of the ’Fenglinwan’ Hot Spring Resort in all of Yanjing.”

Zhang Ze finished speaking and paused.

He lightly flicked the huanghuali wood chopstick in his hand toward Liu Ming.

”Crack!”

The chopstick flew accurately across several meters and struck the wine glass in front of Liu Ming.

The glass shattered instantly.

Red wine, mixed with shards of glass, splashed all over Liu Ming.

The entire Dexintang was deathly silent.

Zhang Ze retracted his hand, sat back down in his seat, and took a sip of tea from his cup.

”My talent show is complete.”

”I wonder, Second Uncle, are you satisfied?”

The other younger generations watched in silence; they dared not speak carelessly.