I am a Big Player
Chapter 472 - 466, Steve has bladder cancer?! (Second update)_1

Chapter 472: 466, Steve has bladder cancer?! (Second update)_1

"Def Darkness" was one of Ren He’s favorite songs in his past life, and there was always a unique feeling in its soft humming and gentle singing.

However, as pleasant as the song was, when Ren He took out paper and pen to write it down, the Divine Punishment System arrived as promised.

"Mission: Collect $10,000 US Dollars in donations on the cruise ship within 1 hour, or the host must swim back to China as punishment."

"Mission: Deliver the $10,000 US Dollars in donations within 2 hours, or the host must stand on his head on the deck for one day as punishment."

After hearing the two missions, Ren He stood there bewildered for a long time. Fundraising on a cruise ship? What pretext could he use for fundraising?

As a physically healthy person, why would the tourists donate money to him? Even if he said it was for charity, people would have to believe him first.

In fact, the key to this mission was all about how to win people’s trust...

Not only did he have to collect the donations, but he also had to give them away. To whom? Even if he claimed it was for children in poor mountainous areas, he could not get it to them within 2 hours.

If he couldn’t complete the mission, he would have to swim back to China, that’s almost half the globe away – unless absolutely necessary, Ren He would never choose that option.

And what was that about standing on his head on the deck for a whole day? Ren He estimated that he wouldn’t be able to stand on his head for 2 hours before the service manager on the ship would come looking for a talk...

How could he complete the missions? Ren He pondered in the hallway for a long time.

At this time, Steve saw that Ren He had gone out and his mind began to stir. Now that the cruise ship was at sea and there was no signal, Ren He would definitely not be able to expose Steve’s misdeeds.

Logically, both of them should be unable to contact the outside world, but the problem was that his comrade, the ship’s first mate, did have a satellite phone!

Perhaps this satellite phone was the key to his victory?

However, at the moment, it seemed there was no danger on the ship. Could he just wait calmly for the other party to leave the country and then collect the $5 million US Dollars?

The temptation of danger-free money was too great for Steve. Without that sum, even if Steve returned, he’d have to risk returning to his old ways to ensure financial security for the latter half of his life.

While Steve was contemplating, Ren He suddenly came back and said as he opened the door, "Come on, help me with a performance, quickly."

Steve’s face darkened at that moment, "Why should I play along with your act?" Internally, he thought Ren He had quite the nerve. Steve was there to see him off the country, just like a lifesaver, yet somehow it felt like he was being treated as an underling. Steve mocked, "You should have that little star help you perform, after all, she is the professional."

Steve had to admit, seeing the beautiful star throw herself into Ren He’s arms did make him feel a bit out of balance...

So after saying this, Steve turned around, faced the wall, and pretended to go to sleep. However, just as he was turning away, he suddenly heard the click of a handgun being cocked behind him.

Steve’s hair stood on end instantly, "I’ll act, I’ll act!"

Damnit, who can stand being threatened with a gun at the slightest disagreement? Steve distinctly understood that someone on the run is unlikely to shoot lightly, but the other person’s track record was indeed frightening.

This was the man who dared to battle the National Security Agency in the center of New York, Steve could hardly imagine how formidable he had been atop a skyscraper. He only knew that it would be child’s play for that person to kill him...

He highly doubted whether Ren He still held any reverence for life. When such a ferocious person lost his fear of taking life, it would be a truly terrifying thing.

Countless people would perish at his hands.

Ren He, all smiles, tucked the gun back into his clothes and said cheerfully, "I think our cooperation is going to be very pleasant. You must be delighted, as this is something beneficial for you."

Beneficial? Steve looked at Ren He with suspicion. This guy was full of nonsense when facing him, and utterly untrustworthy.

However, as they spent time together, Steve realized that Ren He was actually quite reliable. When smuggling luggage into the port and a need arose for 7,000 US Dollars, Ren He promptly took out all the money he had without hesitation, and without threatening Steve to come up with the money.

So, Steve felt a bit torn—aside from the fact that Ren He completely overshadowed him in the amount of tips he collected, Steve was quite comfortable around him and didn’t feel too coerced—well, except when Ren He drew his gun.

They definitely couldn’t go about this business with their true identities. Ren He had Steve disguise them both, and this was something Steve was actually quite good at.

Ren He led Steve towards the lower levels of the cruise ship, aiming for the cruise ship’s buffet restaurant.

Usually, every meal on the ship is buffet-style. Those who want finer dining could dress in suits and gowns and go to fancier restaurants.

But under normal circumstances, the buffet restaurant is the most crowded.

As Ren He walked with Steve towards the buffet restaurant, Steve felt lost, not knowing what Ren He was planning or what role he would play. Ren He hadn’t even provided him with a script!

Upon reaching the buffet restaurant, Ren He looked at the thousand people dining and felt very happy—the more people, the better!

Before Steve could react, Ren He suddenly started speaking loudly, attracting the attention of all the diners: "Hello, everyone. I apologize for intruding on your mealtime, but there is an issue. My friend here has been diagnosed with bladder cancer, and he doesn’t have the money to get treatment. He has children and a wife at home, and his wife doesn’t have a job. During these hard times, being on the same cruise as you all is fate. We only hope you can spare a little kindness to help my friend here who is suffering from bladder cancer."

Steve was dumbfounded...

Bladder cancer? Me? What the hell, man? Are you sick in the head, making a scene out here in the middle of the night?!

There was no way he was taking the fall for this! However, just as Steve was about to object, tears started streaming down his face, and he cried in such a heart-wrenching way!

The guests eating at the scene were also quite baffled. How could he start crying just like that?

Ren He whispered a warning, "Keep crying. Don’t talk. I’m making money for you!" He then proceeded to forcefully tell the guests about the tragic events of Steve’s life, no matter how dreadful they were...

At first, the guests were somewhat skeptical. But Steve had been crying for over ten minutes without a hint of stopping, and his tears finally managed to evoke their compassion...

A middle-aged Caucasian woman hesitantly gave 10 US Dollars, thinking that whether it was true or false, given the emotion behind his tears, giving 10 US Dollars wasn’t such a bad thing...

Steve was on the verge of breaking down at that moment. No wonder Ren He never bothered to discuss how he would act—he just needed to cry!

But what Steve couldn’t understand was why Ren He was putting on such a spectacle?

And the biggest problem of all was, how did he manage to cry in the first place?! And when on earth could he stop crying?!

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I’ve been so busy I’m about to spit blood. It’s likely that updates won’t be stable until I get through with the wedding stuff, but I can assure you, the updates won’t stop...