Chapter 20: The Iceberg CEO Knocked on the Wrong Door

In the afternoon, everyone enjoyed food and drinks, played volleyball, and fished on the beach. Time flew by, and night quickly fell over the island.

Tonight, Fang Zhou could finally sleep in the small villa.

Everyone else also moved into the small villa.

However, with a limited number of rooms, not enough for all ten guests, some had to share.

The other male guests, understanding that Fang Zhou and Sun Haotian had slept in a cave the night before, kindly offered them the two single rooms.

Fang Zhou naturally settled into his small room, opened his laptop, and started a live stream.

He hadn’t streamed for the two days since arriving on the island.

For a washed-up streamer like him, a two-day break didn’t matter. Plus, his contract with that stingy manager had just expired, giving him a chance to rest.

But a week ago, a wealthy fan named ‘Meichuan Kuchako’ had gifted him ten rockets.

She had also scheduled a gaming session with him.

Tonight, the show had no additional activities, leaving the guests to their own devices.

This meant the male guests could invite their favorite female guests for activities like a beach walk or heart-to-heart talk.

Some even chose to play guitar, sing, or dance in the hall.

Before entering his room, Fang Zhou saw someone inviting Qin Yun and Chu Xinran.

He didn’t pay attention to who it was.

Barely three minutes into his stream, ‘Meichuan Kuchako’s ID appeared in the chat.

“Fang Zhou gege! You’re finally streaming!”

The wealthy fan seemed very happy, bustling around Fang Zhou’s stream. If she were visible, she’d probably be bouncing with joy.

Fang Zhou smiled softly and called her on the mic.

“Ready for some games? Log in?”

“Yes! I’m logging in now!”

The wealthy fan was quick, logging in within three minutes.

Apparently, she had been practicing during Fang Zhou’s absence, showing significant improvement.

Unlike her previous quick defeats, she now knew to find cover and wait for Fang Zhou to clear the enemies.

Fang Zhou flawlessly played the role of a booster, letting ‘Meichuan Kuchako’ loot first and taking the lead in battles to clear obstacles and opponents.

He even took her to chase airdrops, giving her a taste of speed and excitement.

After three rounds, Fang Zhou called for a break, poured himself a glass of water, and glanced at his stream.

To his surprise, there were thousands of viewers online!

Moreover, many had sent gifts, cheering him on.

Fang Zhou rubbed his eyes, suspecting he was seeing things.

No way? When was the last time his stream had so many viewers?

At least half a year? Even his guild contract was about to be downgraded, with no sign of resurgence.

Yet today, nearly 30,000 viewers?

Fang Zhou quickly returned to his seat, put on his headset, and cleared his throat to welcome everyone.

“Welcome to Fang Zhou’s stream. What a lucky day to have so many viewers.”

The stream chat buzzed with responses.

“Bro, we came from the dating show stream. Your gaming skills are impressive!”

“Yeah, I wanted to see how much of the former gun king’s skills remain. Turns out, you’re still strong.”

“Re-followed. I’ll be watching your games from now on!”

Seeing the barrage of comments, Fang Zhou realized these viewers came from the dating show.

Being a guest on the show had brought attention.

This was an unexpected bonus for Fang Zhou.

If he could seize this opportunity, he might soar to new heights and reclaim his former glory.

Excited, he thanked everyone for their support, while contemplating something.

Should he sign with another guild while he had this surge in popularity?

Signing with a guild would mean stable traffic and guaranteed income.

But if the next guild turned out to be as unreliable as the last, it would be another headache.

This thought quickly left his mind.

A wise bird chooses the right tree to perch on. It was too early to decide.

He decided to finish the stream and think about it later.

Fang Zhou nodded to himself, ready to resume gaming with the wealthy fan, when a knock sounded at the door.

“Knock, knock… knock, knock…”

The crisp sound was hard to ignore.

Fang Zhou paused the game to answer the door, thinking it might be another male guest needing something.

To his surprise, Han Xi stood at the door.

Her cold and distant aura was even more pronounced in the summer night.

“Do you need something?”

Fang Zhou asked, a bit surprised.

Han Xi looked equally surprised upon seeing Fang Zhou.

“It’s you? Isn’t this Qiao Sisi’s room?”

She had knocked on the wrong door.

Fang Zhou shrugged, showing her the room’s setup.

“Clearly, this is my room.”

Han Xi “Oh”ed and raised the red flower oil and fruit plate in her hands.

“I was going to give these to her.”

Fang Zhou glanced at the items, indeed red flower oil.

But since Qiao Sisi had no external injuries, it wouldn’t be much help. He decided to be honest.

“She doesn’t seem to have external injuries, so she probably doesn’t need the oil.

If she were hurt, her manager would’ve rushed over immediately. Don’t worry.”

Han Xi nodded, thoughtfully.

“True. If she’s on a date, I’d be interrupting.

“Do you want some?”

Her slender eyes were fixed on Fang Zhou, seemingly both intentional and casual.

Fang Zhou raised an eyebrow, surprised that the usually unthoughtful CEO would one day offer him fruit.

This was unexpected.

Maybe out of a sense of past compensation, Fang Zhou nodded.

“Sure, thanks for the thought.”

He reached out to take the fruit, but Han Xi dodged his hand and walked in through the open door.

“Okay, then you can put it on the table. I have something to do.”

Fang Zhou didn’t mind her, sitting back down to continue gaming with the wealthy fan.

Han Xi had hoped Fang Zhou would react to her entering his room.

However, he remained focused on his computer, not sparing her a glance, which made her a bit angry.

After a few deep breaths, she couldn’t resist checking his computer to see if he was still playing the same game.

As she approached, she heard a soft female voice through his headset.

“Fang Zhou gege, hurry up for the next game!”

Han Xi’s face immediately darkened. So, it was with another girl.

Fang Zhou turned back to his game, calling out to his fan, “Ready for another round?”