Electronic Nezha

Chapter 48 The Bullied Family of Old Liu

The other person's tone wasn't exactly rude, but it had a condescending feel, like a strong person pressuring a weak one. To be honest, my heart skipped a beat.

I've lived for 39 years, and I've certainly experienced some ups and downs, but they've mostly been things like divorce, dealing with losses from spoiled fruit, and getting medical treatment for elderly family members. Dealing with direct conflicts with people isn't my forte. Although I went to a mediocre college, I haven't met many people in society—I've spent most of my time playing video games.

After taking over the fruit stand, the nature of my job made it even more crucial to avoid conflicts. Sometimes I found it laughable to see other vendors arguing with customers—it was so unprofessional! Take that fruit stand Liu Huaqiang frequents, for example. The unripeest melon on the stand belongs to the owner. If I were in his shoes, I'm confident I could make Huaqiang buy the melon and leave satisfied, even thoughtfully reminding him that the traffic police are checking helmets lately…

Yes, I'm a bit of a coward, after all, I'm not some reclusive veteran king hiding in the city.

"How did you get my phone number?" Everyone has a temper. I panicked for a moment, but then I calmed down. He's a boss, and so am I. I don't believe that in a society governed by law, he can do anything to me.

"No problem, that's what I do."

"Oh, you're involved in telecom fraud?"

The other party sneered and said, "My surname is Chen. I run a technology company, and I'm currently in talks with your government about unmanned fruit supermarkets. You know what I mean."

Of course I understood. I said, "What do you mean by making this call?"

"It's nothing, I just heard you're going to lead those people to oppose me, so I'm reminding you not to do anything irrational, otherwise it won't be fun."

"What we do is none of your business."

"Oh dear, this is getting more and more pointless. Do you really want me to spell it out? I run a tech company, and I have connections, funds, and resources. I'm making this call to tell you not to overestimate yourself. Do you need me to explain it more clearly?"

At this moment, Xiao Wu suddenly said, "Brother, we've been followed by some people."

I looked up at the rearview mirror and saw that Xiao Wu had just turned on his hazard lights, illuminating an SUV behind us. If it weren't for Xiao Wu, I wouldn't have realized that someone was following us.

"You sent someone to follow me?" I said angrily.

"So soon..." The other person mumbled out half a sentence to himself, seemingly a little surprised, and then sneered, "There was no malice intended, it was just taking Mr. Liu home."

"Fuck you!" I hung up the phone and tossed it aside, anxiously asking Xiao Wu, "What do we do?"

"Brother, don't worry, I'm the RY0073.1 intelligent driving system."

"speak English!"

The broadcast was hosted by a man and a woman. Xiao Wu controlled their mouths and made them utter a few words:
"I can torture him to death!" The voice was both sinister and masculine, both alluring and arrogant!

Xiao Wu suddenly accelerated and changed lanes. It's 7 pm now, and the road is jammed like crazy. We were able to do this because our car is small. The SUV behind us wanted to follow us and change lanes, but a group of cars honked at us—you could tell from the honking that they were cursing vehemently.

Xiao Wu showed off his agility, and after a few quick leaps and bounds, the SUV could only look on in despair.

I said, "Stop playing and go home."

"Understood, I know what's important, your safety is the most important!"

I told you Xiao Wu was reliable!

After turning at the traffic light, we took a relatively secluded side road, and an SUV in front of us suddenly cut us off.

"Two!" Xiao Wu said, "There are two cars following us!"

I'm not panicking anymore. As long as I'm sitting in the car, I believe Xiao Wu can dodge even if white phosphorus bombs fall from the sky.

Xiao Wu continued in his arrogant and wicked tone, "Humble humans, are you trying to compete with AI in driving skills?"

"speak nicely."

"Alright, bro, watch me keep toying with him."

I lit a cigarette and said coldly, "Be careful not to scratch my car."

As we were talking, I felt the steering wheel, which I was holding loosely, suddenly jerk to the right. There was a low step on the right, and our car rolled up it in one go. We were about to turn into the alley on the right when the SUV in front reacted quickly and blocked our way. "Click-click—" That was the gear shifting. My car was clearly moving forward, but suddenly it started reversing, and in a whoosh, it circled around to the left of the SUV.

bang——

The driver in the SUV must have been disoriented by the maneuver, because he crashed solidly into the concrete gate in front of the steps, and the hood was pushed up into the shape of a "Z".

During a brief moment when we were side-by-side with an off-road vehicle, I rolled down the right window.

"Hey buddy, need any help?" Before the other person could react, I said, "I'm off then." I flicked the cigarette I'd just taken two puffs of between my middle and thumb—

"Snap!" The cigarette butt hit the other car window, sending up a shower of sparks.

"You idiot!" Xiao Wu and I cursed in unison, then strode away.

When the car arrived downstairs, my legs felt a little weak. That bastard Chen sent two cars just to follow me. What exactly is he trying to do? I could still rely on Xiao Wu in the car, but what if there were more ambushes down there? I looked at the dark stairwell and muttered to myself.

Finally, I found a screwdriver on the passenger door, gripped the handle, hid the blade in my sleeve, carefully got out of the car, and then ran into the building.

When I entered the house, panting, the aroma of food filled the air, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere. Yuan Yuan, seeing me return, asked, "Master, did you take the old man back?"

"Okay." I put the screwdriver on the shoe cabinet. The door lock clicked behind me, and Liu Zhenhua and I came back one after the other. As soon as he came in, he ran to turn on the computer. I said, "Let's eat first."

The father and son ate the meal absentmindedly, each lost in their own thoughts.

After finishing his meal, Liu Zhenhua immediately ran to his computer and checked the latest comments. His comments had increased to 14, mostly meaningless check-in messages. Liu Zhenhua chuckled to himself for a while. Then, remembering that his work was still embroiled in a "copyright dispute," he opened a certain website.

"Bastard!" Liu Zhenhua cursed.

"What's wrong?" I came over too.

In response to Liu Zhenhua's report, the website only sent a private message: "After investigation, no violations were found in the work. Thank you for your attention."

Liu Zhenhua's report was sent at 12:58 pm, and the private message was replied to at 13:00 pm, which suggests that it was processed in a concentrated manner at a set time. It can be basically confirmed that the person who replied to the message did not even read what Liu Zhenhua wrote.

"Fine, fine, so this is how you play it!" Liu Zhenhua said through gritted teeth, "I might not be good at making videos, but can't I at least teach you guys a lesson?"

I could tell Liu Zhenhua was truly furious. I had personally witnessed how much this kid had sacrificed for his videos, and now they'd been stolen, yet the website he was on casually sending him this message with an air of superiority. This is tantamount to disregarding human life!

I asked, "What are you planning to do?"

"Let's deal with the source first." Liu Zhenhua clicked the left mouse button and drew a box on the computer screen with the mouse line. After releasing the mouse, the box turned into an interface similar to a voice call.

"Hello?" A young voice answered the phone.

Liu Zhenhua said, "Please delete all the stolen videos and promise not to do it again."

I was taken aback, and then I realized that Liu Zhenhua had directly called the person who stole the video. I asked him with my eyes and gestures whether he would leak my information, and Liu Zhenhua shook his head at me.

"Who are you?" The other person was taken aback for a moment, then immediately became angry and embarrassed.

"I am the author of the video you stole. I'm giving you half a day. Tomorrow, by 9:30 a.m., you must delete all the stolen videos, or you will bear the consequences."

The other party chuckled and said, "I've stolen a lot of videos, who are you?"

"That's all for now. Please cherish this opportunity." Liu Zhenhua hung up the phone.

　I want to especially thank all the friends who gave me tips today. It's all real money they've spent. Maybe you all think that reading my books doesn't cost much with subscriptions, so you've gone all out. *winking emoji*

　　Thank you sincerely.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)