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Chapter 315 - 198: Old Driver Chen Jincheng! Can It Really Increase GDP?

"..."

Chen Jincheng started the car and drove off, beginning to chat with the viewers in his livestream.

Along the way, he mostly bantered with his diehard fans about inside jokes. The female fans seemed to adapt to the rhythm quickly, flooding the screen with comments and asking some pretty provocative questions.

Suddenly, a Carnival gift from a female fan floated across the screen.

"Thanks to Sister Hehe for the Carnival gift." Chen Jincheng immediately expressed his gratitude. The words had barely left his mouth when he saw that this Sister Hehe was requesting to join the stream.

She was the first female fan to send a Carnival, so Chen Jincheng accepted the connection.

Sister Hehe: Chen Jincheng, I like you. Can you be my boyfriend?

Chen Jincheng hadn’t expected the fan’s very first words to be a confession. He said awkwardly, "Um, I don’t have any plans to be in a relationship right now!"

Sister Hehe: I have three villas, five luxury cars, and my dad left me 50 million in savings.

"..." Chen Jincheng’s cheek twitched. ’So she’s a rich woman.’

He had just become Coastal City’s number one dreamboat, and already a rich woman wanted to be his sugar mama. It was just... anything can happen on the internet.

Even Zhu Ling was stunned.

She clearly hadn’t expected someone to be so bold as to confess their love to her boss.

He could only clear his throat and say, "Actually, I’d love to live a retired life being taken care of, but the thing is, I’m allergic to romance. As soon as I’m with a girl, I start to feel awful all over, have trouble breathing, and feel like I’m suffocating. It could be fatal..."

Chen Jincheng was very smooth with this line by now, but as soon as the words were out, his diehard fans immediately started roasting him:

"Cheng, is that your excuse for being a scumbag?"

"Pah! Shameless."

"Disgraceful!"

"..."

The newly joined female fans, however, had a completely different reaction:

"Chen Jincheng, is that why you’re single?"

"You have a condition like that? You poor thing. I want to cure you."

"Chen Jincheng, I can try to help you. We don’t even have to be in a relationship."

"..."

In short, the diehard fans were suddenly a bit baffled. The atmosphere in Cheng’s livestream seemed to be getting a little weird.

’Are these girls idiots?’

’Cheng is the number one scumbag on the entire internet.’

But someone had an epiphany: ’This must be the highest realm of being a scumbag, right?’

Soon, Chen Jincheng found a restaurant, and after ordering, he had Zhu Ling sit next to him to continue the livestream.

But Zhu Ling was very quiet, which didn’t make for much of a livestreaming effect.

So, while eating, Chen Jincheng asked her, "Zhu Ling, you’ve been running that stall for so long. How much of a bride price have you saved up for your future boyfriend?"

His words immediately piqued the curiosity of the livestream viewers.

Especially the topic of the bride price, a major social issue. The reason people liked this girl was that she was supposedly saving up a bride price for her future boyfriend.

Zhu Ling hadn’t expected her boss to ask this. She didn’t know how to answer. Should she make something up, or tell the truth?

The truth was, she wasn’t saving up a bride price for a future boyfriend at all. The money she was saving was to buy a big house for her grandmother to live in.

In the end, she just smiled and said, "That’s a secret. Only my future boyfriend gets to know."

Chen Jincheng chuckled at her answer. ’The girl’s pretty quick-witted.’ Then he asked, "Zhu Ling, not counting the bride price you’ve saved, how much would a future boyfriend—say, for example, if I wanted to marry you—have to pay for a bride price?"

"Huh?" Zhu Ling’s heart skipped a beat when she heard that, even though she knew her boss was just putting on a show for the stream.

But she quickly thought on her feet and played along, "Boss, you don’t have to move. I’ll do it!"

Hearing this, Chen Jincheng teased, "But I prefer to be the one who moves!"

"Huh?" Zhu Ling was taken aback for a second by Chen Jincheng’s nonsensical reply, and then her face instantly flushed red.

She understood what he meant.

In an instant, the livestream chat erupted.

At first, when they heard Zhu Ling say, "You don’t have to move. I’ll do it!", they didn’t think much of it. After all, she just meant she would pay the bride price.

But Cheng’s line, "But I prefer to be the one who moves!", immediately changed the flavor of the conversation.

No one had a pure mind, so everyone got the hint right away.

The old fans started hooting:

"666!"

"That’s our Cheng!"

"Haha, the way Cheng twisted that, even an old pro couldn’t keep up!"

"..."

The female fans, on the other hand, were more unified:

"Pah!"

"Pah!"

"Pah!"

...

Seeing the girl’s embarrassment, Chen Jincheng quickly changed the subject. "Listen, you’re such an outstanding girl. If I were to marry you, I would definitely give you a bride price. At least 8.88 million."

"Huh?" Zhu Ling asked in surprise. "Really, boss? Am I worth that much to you?"

Chen Jincheng nodded affirmatively. "You’re definitely worth it. For an outstanding girl like you, I’d feel guilty if I didn’t offer such a high bride price."

"However, let’s do the math first. See, I’m in great shape now, so living another 80 years is no problem. 8.88 million divided by 80 years... by that calculation, it comes out to a little over 300 a day. I can send you a few 300-yuan red packets, and we can try living together for a few days first."

"Huh???" Zhu Ling stared at him, dumbfounded once again.

She had been moved to tears by his first statement, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, he’d pull a 360-degree turn and start being lewd again.

’Unbelievable.’

The livestream viewers all caught on. This was another extreme swerve—he was "driving the car" again.

Zhu Ling’s face was beet red, and she bit her lip as she looked at him, looking exceptionally pretty.

"Seriously, when it comes to making dirty jokes, I only respect Cheng!"

"Zhu Ling is stunned by his speed."

"The ultimate old pro, Chen Jincheng."

"..."

The livestream went quite smoothly. Because the "Coastal City’s Number One Dreamboat" title had broken out of its circle, the number of online viewers once again surpassed 200,000. It was just that no one knew how long these numbers could be maintained.

While Chen Jincheng was livestreaming, the Coastal City Publicity Association was holding a meeting. In fact, because of this meeting, several leaders even skipped lunch.

They were looking at a proposal, the very one Chen Jincheng had sent to Wei Weiwei.

It was just that they couldn’t understand it at all.

Vice President Fu asked, "Xiaowei, do you think this proposal from him can increase Coastal City’s GDP in a short amount of time? It’s normal for good cultural development to raise GDP, but based on this proposal alone, none of them dared to believe it."

"Vice President Fu, I don’t know either," Wei Weiwei said, a bit embarrassed. To be honest, she didn’t understand the proposal either. She couldn’t see how the interviews in the plan could be connected to GDP.

But since it was Chen Jincheng’s proposal, she could only assume her own brain couldn’t keep up with his.

"Regardless, let’s give it a try," Vice President Fu finally said.

’Seriously, if the GDP could be boosted this easily, the higher-ups would be shocked.’