In the bustling, prosperous city, the evening lights were just beginning to glow.
The largest restaurant in the city had been booked out for the night.
The entire restaurant was empty save for the staff; only a single private room was occupied.
Outside the not-so-soundproof room, several worried waiters were gathered, carefully trying not to make a sound as they stood ready to report to the manager at a moment’s notice.
The guests inside hadn’t ordered any food since they arrived, nor had they asked for a server to remain with them.
This rarely happened, and when it did, it usually spelled trouble.
One of them had even worked up the courage to press an ear to the door and listen; it sounded like the guests were arguing!
They exchanged helpless glances. ’Please, don’t let them start a fight!’
If this sort of thing happened a few more times, their restaurant would lose its customers.
No customers meant they would all face unemployment.
The inevitable always comes. After an uncertain amount of time,
"CRASH!"
A huge noise erupted from the private room.
The massive impact was accompanied by the shattering of bowls and plates on the floor, making the waiters jump in fright.
By the time they reacted and opened the door, they saw Lin Feng and Huizi standing to one side—one with a blank expression, the other looking slightly panicked.
Meanwhile, Bao An was fuming, frozen in the posture of having bent over and lifted his arms.
The dining table in front of them was completely overturned on the floor.
Everything that had been on it was now scattered and broken.
A waiter’s eyes went wide. That table was so heavy they usually needed two people just to lift it a little. Bao An had flipped it all by himself?
’My god, how much strength does he have?’
It took the staff a long moment to snap out of it. One went to get the manager while the others stayed behind, ready to prevent the people inside from doing anything else that might destroy the room.
"Excuse me, gentlemen!"
Seeing that Bao An looked ready to get physical again, a waiter yelped in alarm and quickly spoke up.
"Is there a problem? What happened?"
’Please, don’t let the fight continue.’ If things escalated and the police were called, their restaurant would become truly "famous."
Lin Feng came back to his senses and glanced at the waiter.
He then blinked, stepped forward, and gave the waiter a faint smile.
"It’s nothing, it’s nothing! This gentleman and I had a bet. I bet he wasn’t strong enough to flip this table. He got a little excited trying to prove me wrong and..."
"Sorry about that. We’ll compensate you for all the damages."
His smile was so gentle it made the young waitress blush.
After all, what woman didn’t like a young, handsome man? Especially since this waitress was a girl in her early twenties.
She lowered her head, embarrassed and flustered.
Although Lin Feng’s explanation sounded completely unbelievable, his handsomeness had already created an unconscious filter in the waitress’s mind.
Forget betting on who was stronger; if he’d said they were betting on who could eat the table, she probably would have believed him.
Seeing that the waitress was convinced, Lin Feng’s lips curled into a smirk. He slowly walked over to Bao An, held out a hand, and gave him a thumbs-up.
"President Bao, you truly live up to your title. Your strength is incredible."
Given his momentum just now, forget a wooden table; Bao An could have probably moved one carved from stone.
A person’s potential is always unleashed at the most unexpected moments.
In one’s life, there are always one or two moments that make you want to escape it all, to leave the city and find a place where no one knows you, to live alone.
Right now, that was Bao An.
This was the most humiliating moment of his entire life, facing Lin Feng right here and now.
The worst part was that he had no choice but to go along with Lin Feng’s story. If he denied the bet, the staff would think he was a lunatic for flipping a table for no reason.
But if he did admit to the bet, not only would his pride take a fatal blow, but the staff would think they were both unhinged.
He gritted his teeth and chose to tacitly agree.
’If it has to be this way, then I’ll drag Lin Feng down with me. Better for two people to look crazy than for one to be humiliated alone.’
In the end, as the "instigator," Bao An compensated the restaurant for the damages. Recalling the evening’s events, he was so angry he almost coughed up blood.
He had spent a fortune booking the place, and not only had he completely failed to achieve his objective, he’d now suffered even greater losses. It was a classic case of throwing good money after bad, and he was the textbook example.
Before getting into his car, he turned and shot Lin Feng a vicious glare, spitting out each word.
"Lin, you’ve got guts! We’ll see about this. I won’t let you get away with it."
"I’d be happy to oblige!"
Lin Feng said nonchalantly.
He loved nothing more than knocking people who thought they were high and mighty off their pedestals.
’I’m sure it won’t be long before the newly appointed president of Little Broken Station realizes what a terrible mistake it was to oppose me, Lin Feng.’
「The next day.」
The case went to court as scheduled.
Lin Feng’s lawyer had prepared his evidence so meticulously that, combined with his own quick-witted mind, he argued Little Broken Station’s lawyer into a corner, leaving him speechless.
Faced with such a formidable opponent, the opposing counsel’s prepared script was completely useless.
Little Broken Station’s lawyer wasn’t weak by any means; he had handled many similar cases.
But this time, he had underestimated Lin Feng’s lawyer, and he had underestimated the current Douhu Entertainment.
Even more so, he had overestimated Little Broken Station’s current public image.
Thanks to the pervasiveness of the internet, every platform now had all sorts of haters. These haters caused trouble everywhere, and combined with the platform’s inaction, they had successfully turned what was once a promising platform into a massive disappointment.
And Little Broken Station was now exactly that.
The trial lasted only two hours, ending with Little Broken Station losing the case.
The verdict was announced in court: For one continuous month, Little Broken Station was to publish a daily apology to Lin Xiaoman and Douhu Entertainment on its platform. The apologies had to be sincere, no less than eight thousand characters long, and a new one had to be posted each day.
Secondly, they were to compensate Lin Xiaoman 100,000 yuan for emotional distress and promise to no longer allow anyone to create malicious videos on Little Broken Station.
Effective immediately, Little Broken Station was to be overhauled. If any further misconduct was discovered, the platform would be shut down for rectification.
Finally, the defendant had no right to appeal!
In the eyes of Little Broken Station’s haters and Lin Xiaoman’s fans, this verdict was a cause for great celebration.
The so-called Little Broken Station had finally gotten the punishment it deserved.
But in the eyes of Lin Feng’s family, this punishment was far too light for Little Broken Station.
Because of Little Broken Station’s moderation problems, how many people had been ruined on their site? Could a paltry fine of 100,000 yuan and a month of apology letters truly fix that?
As far as they were concerned, Little Broken Station owed an apology not just to Lin Xiaoman, but to all the others who had been slandered on their platform.

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