Gangster heir? Please call me a legitimate entrepreneur.

On the outskirts of Longhai City, there is a fertilizer plant that has been abandoned for half a year.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of ammonia and the black smoke from burning low-quality diesel fuel.

The dilapidated iron gate was half-open, and the rusty bearings made a creaking sound.

In an office deep inside the factory.

The cheap, secondhand air conditioner was blowing cold air out loudly.

Li Ehai was wearing a faded white vest, and a large gold chain dangled around his neck, getting caught in his chest hair.

He crossed his legs, a half-smoked Zhonghua cigarette dangling from his mouth, and his greasy fingers tapped away on a worn-out keyboard.

"Brother Hai, this trick really works!"

A young man with dyed red hair came over, staring at the constantly changing order data on the screen, his eyes practically gleaming with greed.

"That livestreamer called Crow from Sihai, with that booming voice and that 90-degree bow, all the fans went crazy. We recorded a video, changed the link, and today we've sold over two thousand boxes of those dead apples!"

Li Ehai exhaled a puff of thick smoke, which obscured his squinting eyes.

He rubbed his fingers together smugly.

"You don't know anything. This is called using someone else's resources to achieve your goals."

He pointed to the screen showing crows desperately trying to sell potatoes to help farmers.

"Those idiots, Su Ye and his gang, do they really think they're living saints? What kind of agricultural assistance are they doing? The profit margins are as thin as paper. My rotten apples, even if they're moldy, I'll just wash them with water, repackage them, and make a net profit of thirty yuan per box!"

Red Hair chuckled and wiped his snot with his sleeve.

"But Brother Hai... I heard those guys from the Sihai Group used to be involved in organized crime, and they're really ruthless. What if they find out what we're doing..."

"What's there to be afraid of!"

Li Ehai slapped the red-haired man on the head, making a crisp "smack" sound.

"This is a society governed by law! What can Su Ye do? Call the police? My server is located overseas, and the IP address changes three times a day! How can he find me?"

He stroked the stubble on his chin, his face full of disdain.

"Besides, even if they come knocking on our door, we're in a poor, remote area. Do you think they could bring a bunch of people and smash up our run-down factory? That's intentional damage to property, and that means going to jail!"

The two were having a good time.

On the other side, at the Sihai Building, is a live-streaming base for supporting farmers.

The crow was wearing its signature black suit and sunglasses.

He was standing in front of the camera, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Not buying is disrespecting me, the crow! These tangerines are all-natural, pesticide-free!"

He bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle, his head almost hitting the table.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1, link up!"

"Ding ding ding!"

The customer service hotline suddenly rang like a death knell.

Several customer service girls frantically answered the phone, their faces growing increasingly grim.

"Brother Crow! Something's happened!"

A round-faced girl covered the microphone and cried out.

"Our system is flooded with cancellations and complaints! They say all the tangerines we sell are rotten, and they caused diarrhea after eating them! Someone even reported us on the Consumer Association's website for selling counterfeit goods!"

"What?!"

The crow suddenly straightened up, its sunglasses almost falling off.

He took two steps to the customer service computer.

Looking at the screen filled with vile and abusive comments.

[The unscrupulous Sihai Group! Organized crime launders money by selling substandard fruit! Will you compensate if people die from eating it?!]

That crow looks respectable, but it's incredibly wicked! Don't buy it!

[Reported, see you on March 315th!]

The crow's chest heaved violently, and the veins on its neck bulged out.

In his life, he has collected protection money and killed people.

But ever since he started doing live streaming with Su Ye, he's been working from dawn till dusk, and he wants to taste one of every box of tangerines himself first.

This is practically playing with his manhood!

"Investigate! Investigate for me! Who the hell is pulling this stunt behind the scenes!"

The crow kicked over a nearby plastic trash can, its roar echoing throughout the live stream.

The programmers in the technical department had their fingers flying across the keyboard.

Less than ten minutes.

"Brother Crow, we've found it."

The programmer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling.

"Someone used web scraping software to steal your live stream video. It's being played on a loop on several small platforms. The purchase link at the bottom has been replaced; clicking on it leads to a shady website selling low-quality fruit."

The crow stared at the familiar, shady website on the screen, its teeth grinding together.

He ripped off his sunglasses, revealing a hideous scar at the corner of his eye.

"Fuck you!"

The crow was furious and reached behind its back to its waist.

I didn't find the familiar machete, but I did find the pocket of the suit jacket.

He looked around in a fit of rage, and finally grabbed a watermelon knife used for cutting fruit from the live-streaming table.

"Brothers! Grab your weapons!"

He yelled at the top of his lungs, his eyes bloodshot from exhaustion.

"These bastards are ruining our livelihoods and tarnishing Brother Su's reputation! Today I'm going to chop them up and feed them to the dogs!"

Upon hearing this, a dozen or so former debt collectors grabbed chair legs and tripods and started yelling as they rushed out.

"Bang!"

The door to the live broadcast room was pushed open.

Su Ye was wearing a dark cashmere coat and holding a thermos in her hand.

He walked in slowly and deliberately.

He glanced at the crow, who was brandishing a watermelon knife and looked like an enraged lion, and then at his indignant underlings.

He frowned slightly and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.

"What are you doing? Rebelling?"

Su Ye's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

The crow froze on the spot, its hand holding the knife trembling slightly before it quickly lowered it.

"Brother Su! These bastards are going too far!"

He pointed at the computer screen, his voice trembling with aggrieved tears.

"They stole my videos and sold rotten apples, and now the whole internet is calling us a heartless company! I can't swallow this!"

Su Ye walked over and glanced down at the complaint records on the screen.

Instead of getting angry, he unscrewed the thermos, blew on the goji berries on the surface of the water, and took a sip.

The Adam's apple moves up and down.

"If you can't swallow your anger, you resort to violence?"

Su Ye looked at the crow, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"And then what? You go to jail for a few years, and the Sihai Group's reputation is completely tarnished. Is that what you call solving the problem?"

The crow scratched its head, its face turning bright red.

"Then... what do we do, Brother Su? These thieves don't even have a fixed address. It'll take the police half a month to investigate before they can open a case. We can't afford to wait that long."

Su Ye put down the thermos and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the solid wood table.

"Address? Technical department, can you pinpoint their IP address?"

The programmer nodded vigorously.

"Mr. Su, although they used proxy IPs, the hackers we just hired... uh, security experts, have already traced their physical address. It's in an abandoned fertilizer plant in the western suburbs."

"it is good."

Su Ye's eyes turned cold, revealing the sharpness of a business tycoon.

He turned and walked towards the door, leaving behind a single sentence.

"Put the knife away. Change into a suit and tie."

"Call Lin Dai and everyone from the legal department. Notify Lei Hu to bring all those idle brothers from the security department."

Su Ye's coat hem drew a sharp arc in the air.

"Bring your body camera."

"Let's teach this Mr. Li how Sihai Group legally protects its rights."