Chapter 12: Future
“Would you like to review it, Master?”
Shen Qingzhu laughed speechlessly: “No need. The companies that apologized can stay on the recommendation list. As for the other 26 who don’t want to be featured, delete them.”
“Yes, Master.”
In the next moment, the profile of Teacher On A Roll who hadn’t logged on since posting their Travel Guide suddenly showed an active status.
Netizens online immediately perked up, eager to see what the next move of Teacher On A Roll would be.
But after a few seconds, the active status disappeared.
[What happened? Where did Teacher On A Roll go?!]
[I thought we’d see Teach go head-to-head with the brands [gossip]]
[Nah, Teach just deleted certain brands from the list oh~ [smirk]]
[Before and After Comparison of the Recommendation List.jpg]
[wow it’s true, almost a hundred less products!]
[That’s 26 companies, why did Teach remove them? Was there a quality issue? [wonder][wonder][wonder]]
Unlike the netizens, the various brand public relations (PR) personnel finally breathed sighs of relief, especially the ones who had sent apology letters right after the legal threats.
One brand PR manager told his department: “Seems like Teacher On A Roll is easier to talk to than we thought. Keep reaching out and apologizing, and say we hope to keep working with them in the future. Try to get their contact info and a quote for promotions.”
The manager rubbed his hands in excitement. Their brand’s market value had shot up 5% in the past ten hours and every product on Teacher on A Roll’s recommendation list had sold out. Their factories were running overtime to restock.
Better yet, there were still two months left before universities started, and the manager could already imagine the big bonus they’d get for raking in so much profit.
Of course, not everyone was happy.
One of the 26 companies who hadn’t apologized were currently having an fierce debate.
Shareholder A said furiously: “I told you we should apologize and withdraw the lawsuit, but you wouldn’t listen! Look! Just look at what people are saying under the company’s account! They’re all questioning our product quality and we’re getting mass returns and refunds already!”
But Shareholder B was dismissive: “Apologize for what? You saw the indecent things that account posted. I remind you that we’re under the First Prince’s wing, and he hates rule-breakers.”
B sneered: “I say we send that account a warning. If they don’t apologize to us and compensate us for our losses, I’ll report them to the First Prince!”
Shareholder A felt her blood pressure rise. Do you think the First Prince is your dad? Does he even know who you are? This **** idiot is going to us all in trouble.
Just then, an assistant burst in: “Boss! Customers are canceling their returns!”
Confused, A opened the StarNet and looked at Teacher On A Roll’s account. Something new had been posted:
[Teacher On A Roll: I want to clarify that all of the products that were originally on my recommendation list had no apparent quality issues and good reputations when I reviewed them. The reason I changed the list was because I didn’t ask for the brands’ permission before recommending them. I’d like to offer a sincere apology to all of the brands involved…]
Teacher On A Roll went on to say that it was reasonable for brands to have concerns about being on the list and there was no need for netizens to overthink. They even made another apology specifically to the brands who were removed.
Shareholder A felt her conscious hurt. When she thought about it, Teacher On A Roll was actually promoting their products for free, and there had only been good results, but they actually threatened someone who was helping them.
Then, Teacher On A Roll posted something else that made her feel even worse:
[Teacher On A Roll: Also, brands shouldn’t contact me anymore, I don’t accept paid deals ^__^]
Shareholder A decisively opened the tipping interface and sent Teacher On A Roll a donation of five million star coins.
The netizens who had speculated and the trolls who had smear campaigns ready were stunned. This person didn’t play by the rules at all!
The debates that raged across the net only drove Teacher On A Roll’s popularity higher and higher.
Meanwhile, Shen Qingzhu logged off right after he posted and left Zhujian to monitor the effects.
First, he had been intending to figure out where the two million star coins in the white optical terminal had come from.
Zhujian easily listed out all of the transactions and Shen Qingzhu let out a sigh of relief.
It was good that the kid hadn’t done anything bad. All of his money came from bounties.
Some were small cases like hit-and-run drivers, while some were major crimes like governors keeping private armies or smuggling weapons. “Shen Qingzhi” had an endless list of anonymous reports.
Indeed another version of me, Shen Qingzhu thought amusedly.
He then used an anonymous account to order a few things, including natural ingredients for walnut-juice, two sets of cotton clothes, supportive undergarments to protect reproductive bones, a high-grade protective suit, and powerful Alpha suppressants and pheromone blockers. Shen Qingzhu set the delivery date to a month later, and location at a locker in Station B-11.
Suddenly, Zhujian reported: “Master, someone just donated five million star coins to your account.”
Shen Qingzhu had actually forgotten about this feature. He quickly shut it off, but not before he received over two hundred million credits from other brands.
Helpless, Shen Qingzhu told Zhujian to refund the money by donating it back.
Zhujian replied: “Master, they’ve already closed their own tipping feature.”
Shen Qingzhu thought for a moment and then posted a message.
[Teacher On A Roll: If no one accepts refunds, I’ll just donate the money to charity.]
Various brands replied cheerfully.
[@Teacher On A Roll can use it however you want!]
[No need to refund, it’s all @Teacher On A Roll’s decision to use it however you want.]
Shen Qingzhu shrugged. He searched for a few legitimate charitable organizations that helped underprivileged students and then donated the entire two hundred million, listing the source as the brands.
Then he took out another half a million from his own optical terminal and donated it anonymously.
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Now Shen Qingzhu began planning his future.
Thanks to the influence of his Omega father, Shen Xian, Shen Qingzhu was deeply interested in pheromone research.
Shen Xian had dedicated his entire career to studying pheromones, hoping to weaken or completely eliminate the effects of pheromones. Thanks to Shen Xian, many of today’s inhibitors and blockers were based on Shen Xian’s research.
Shen Qingzhu remembered his first time seeing his father in heat. Shen Xian was pallid and writhed in pain until Ethel rushed home and cared for him for days.
As a child, little Shen Qingzhu thought his father was sick, and then Shen Xian explained what Omegas, Betas, and Alphas were and how heat and susceptibility works.
Little Shen Qingzhu hugged his dad tightly: “But Daddy, you looked like you were hurting.”
Shen Xian kissed his cheek and whispered: “That’s is what it means to be an Omega.”
The boy touched his father’s face and tilted his head, thinking: “Then I want to be a Beta when I grow up.”
Shen Xian laughed and kissed him again: “A Beta is good ah. Baby, you’re so pretty, I’m afraid if you differentiate into an Omega or an Alpha, people will chase you everywhere.”
Ethel smiled fondly and hugged them both: “Don’t worry, whatever happens, Zhujian will protect you.”
But after the accident, without Zhujian, and without his fathers, little Shen Qingzhu was left to protect himself until he differentiated in a 3S Omega at eighteen.
Only then did he truly understand and experience how dangerous and predatory the world was towards Omega.
That was when Shen Qingzhu vowed to follow Shen Xian’s path.
He reached even greater heights than his father, actually discovering a way for Omegas to be free from pheromone control.
He thought he could finally live freely, but just when he’d achieved everything and was ready to change the world, he suddenly transmigrated.
As a 3S Alpha no less.
Shen Qingzhu knew far less about Alphas than Omegas.
Although he didn’t have to worry about being marked anymore, he instead had to worry about not marking someone else by accident.
Thinking of this, Shen Qingzhu let out a long sigh.