Chapter 66 Guinness: There’s Nothing You Can Imagine That I Can’t Record!
Moreover, the system even acknowledged his live broadcast during its dormant period and directly issued today’s sign-in reward! The key point was that both rewards were quite impressive.
The retroactive reward, the Ferrari SF90, hardly needed further explanation—it was worth about seven million. Jiang Yun’s brother in Hangzhou owned one himself, running solely on electricity and using the supercar as a daily driver.
But today’s sign-in prize, the RICHARD MILLE RM53-02 watch, was even more precious.
There were only ten of these worldwide, each with an official price tag of twenty million. After two years of hype, anyone wanting to buy it now would have to pay at least thirty percent above market price—and even then, there was no guarantee of finding one.
After all, those who could afford such a watch would hardly ever be short of money, and would never sell a collectible like this just for cash.
As far as Jiang Yun knew, only Huang Zitao owned one of these in the country. Perhaps others had it as well, but Jiang Yun was unaware.
Regardless, the ten-piece limited edition was definite.
According to the system, Jiang Yun’s watch had come from a foreign collector. It could be called second-hand.
Yet everyone understood the nature of such limited editions—second-hand in name only, since almost no one wore theirs; they simply kept it at home for collection.
“Hey, what are you thinking about?”
The girl beside him, always a bit slow, noticed Jiang Yun suddenly lost in thought and couldn’t help but ask.
Her voice brought Jiang Yun back to himself.
“Oh... nothing, just thinking your shoulders are pretty soft,” Jiang Yun replied, squeezing her shoulder as he spoke.
She twitched at the corner of her mouth and shoved him away. “Get lost, you old pervert!”
“Hey~ that’s not right!” Jiang Yun said seriously. “I might be a pervert, but I’m not old! My age might even be younger than yours!”
“You’re talking nonsense!”
She raised an eyebrow. “What year were you born?”
“Ninety-eight.”
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Are you hiding your age?”
Flustered, she looked at him.
The viewers in both live rooms burst out laughing at this scene.
“Oh, the old woman born in '95 is getting angry!”
“No wonder she can’t outplay Brother Yun, turns out he’s from '98!”
“Can’t outplay, '98—those two words remind me of someone from the past.”
“Bao Sang is right, '98s really know how to play!”
“Brother Yun is just too good at stirring things up. I can’t tell if he’s really from '98 or just messing around.”
“.........”
Jiang Yun shrugged. “Believe it or not, I’m from '98. Want to come to my house and see my ID card?”
“Go to your house?!” She stepped back, crossing her arms, looking at him warily. “Don’t tell me you’re going to say your cat does backflips too?”
“First, I don’t have a cat. Second, why are you holding yourself—do you even have anything?”
She was speechless.
“Jiang Yun! I’m telling you, don’t go too far! If you push me too much......”
“Then I’ll have gotten my hands on a soft persimmon.”
She was speechless again.
“Let’s go,” Jiang Yun said, rubbing her head and walking toward where he’d parked. “It’s two in the morning, about time to head home and rest.”
“What???” She stared at his back in disbelief, then quickly caught up. “I haven’t eaten yet! Came all the way to the night market and didn’t eat anything.”
Jiang Yun stopped and turned to her. “How about I treat you to six yuan worth of spicy hotpot?”
“Six yuan? What do you mean? Why spicy hotpot? Why so stingy—just six yuan?”
She looked at him, puzzled.
Seeing she didn’t understand, Jiang Yun waved it off. “Never mind. It’s normal to have a generational gap with someone as humorless as you.”
“What do you mean, old person!” She stomped her foot in anger. “Fine, let’s eat! You think I won’t dare?”
Jiang Yun was speechless.
“Are you... sure?”
“Of course I’m sure! Why wouldn’t I be?” she said, head held high, full of confidence.
Meanwhile, viewers who understood the six-yuan spicy hotpot joke were already laughing.
“This is the infamous six-yuan spicy hotpot—Brother Yun’s stamina really is something.”
“Brother Yun’s body is great, but I don’t think even he could manage six yuan’s worth.”
“Is there really anyone who can do six yuan’s worth? That’s incredible.”
“Is the old woman actually dumb, or just pretending? That hotpot isn’t for eating!”
“Is it possible she knows, but just wants to try for the fun?”
“Details, please—try what?”
“That ad campaign back then was the best on the entire internet.”
“.........”
“Fine, I’ll take you for six yuan’s worth. Don’t eat more, six yuan is my limit—if you eat more, I’ll die.”
Seeing her insistence, Jiang Yun agreed with a smile, teasing her all the while.
“So stingy, just six yuan—spicy hotpot is so expensive now, even if my appetite is small, I could eat at least ten or so yuan’s worth!”
She looked at him with disdain.
Jiang Yun didn’t mind, and led her to a nearby spicy hotpot shop.
They each ordered a bowl.
Her appetite was indeed small—she only chose a few vegetables, but even so, the bill came to eighteen yuan.
Seeing the price, Jiang Yun couldn’t help but laugh.
While waiting for the hotpot, she looked at him curiously. “What does your six-yuan spicy hotpot even mean?”
“Look it up on your phone.”
“Hmph! I’ll search it myself!”
She snorted and began searching.
When she learned the meaning of the joke online, she immediately put her phone down and stared at him wide-eyed.
Jiang Yun looked at her with a smile, “You just ordered eighteen yuan’s worth—six times three is eighteen, which means thirty-nine~”
Her face instantly flushed red.
“Get lost!”
Jiang Yun said nothing, only shrugged.
Just then, the waiter brought over their hotpot.
Looking at the bowl in front of her, she suddenly didn’t dare to eat.
“Just kidding! What do you think I am, a goblin? Thirty-nine times, that’d be enough to turn a man into a legend.”
Jiang Yun laughed and began eating.
Hearing this, she finally relaxed and started eating as well.
Viewers in the live room, however, were disappointed.
“Sigh, thought there’d be some premium content tonight.”
“Honestly, I’d like to see thirty-nine times.”
“If Brother Yun really had that stamina, he could challenge the Guinness World Record.”
“Guinness’s highest is thirty-six times in twenty-four hours!”
“Wow, that’s an actual record?”
“Guinness: There’s nothing I can’t record, only things you can’t imagine!”
“........”
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