Chapter 162 A Question

Hilda, noticing Skyview's discomfort, pressed her advantage. "You're partnering with someone like Oliver, Skyview. Let's be honest, that's going nowhere!"

"Our Shark platform boasts 'Boring', a true titan of wealth. The traffic, the revenue, the sheer buzz—no other platform comes close!

"Since the dawn of the internet, no one has ever dropped 200 million dollars online. 'Boring' is the first!

"His presence alone has catapulted Shark to the top. And with his spending habits, we're practically swimming in profits!

"Shark was already leagues ahead, Now, with 'Boring', it's like strapping rockets to a race car. You can't compete."

Hilda fixed Benjamin with a serious gaze. "Benjamin, there's only one way for Penguin to stand with us: invest two billion dollars and become Shark's largest shareholder. Then, we can crush the competition together! No other platform would stand a chance!

"Imagine the possibilities! We could create an entertainment empire, a star factory! Our top talent—Angel, Seraphina, and Lumi—could collaborate with your artists. It's a win-win, building Adam's dream company together. Doesn't that sound incredible?"

Hilda's words painted a clear picture of Shark's dominance. If Shark was a perfect 100, LiveSync was a distant 80, LiveWave a struggling 65, and the rest barely scraped by at 50.

But with "Boring", Shark's 100 had doubled, skyrocketing to an untouchable 200!

The competition didn't even register on the same scale.

No wonder Hilda was radiating arrogance.

In a single day, Shark had gained 300 thousand new users!

The entire platform buzzed with anticipation for Boring's reappearance. Streamers were practicing their most charming smiles and wittiest remarks, desperate to become favorites and earn a piece of his digital generosity.

Blinded by potential riches, they were oblivious to the truth: Boring was a mirage, his fortune a sham. Their reactions when the truth surfaced would be a sight to behold.

Despite the charade, Benjamin found himself swayed by Hilda's arguments.

Traffic meant everything. Profit was king. That was Benjamin's gospel.

Deep down, he shared Hilda's belief: money was the ultimate power.

Skyview, however, having experienced both poverty and sudden wealth, knew better. Money couldn't buy everything.

There were things far more valuable like love.

Alice, blinded by greed, had sacrificed love for wealth, only to end up behind bars. A stark reminder of the dangers of prioritizing money above all else.

Benjamin interjected, "Hilda, if you're willing to meet LiveWave's offer of 1.5 billion, we can sign right now." He'd decided to up the ante discreetly. "The economy hasn't been kind, and the government's crackdown on gaming hasn't helped. Penguin is strong, but we have other investments. 1.5 billion is already incredibly generous."

"Generous, perhaps, but far below my expectations," Hilda countered, unwavering. "Two billion, not a penny less. This isn't about money, Benjamin; it's about principle!"

Stymied, Benjamin glanced at Skyview, who had begun to laugh.

"Mr. Scott, what's so funny?" Benjamin asked, ever the performer. He couldn't let Skyview's laughter hang awkwardly in the air.

"Hilda," Skyview chuckled, "you're letting one man, one 'Boring,' inflate your ego to ridiculous proportions."

Hilda scoffed. "He's a one-of-a-kind phenomenon, a billionaire showering streamers with gifts. I have every right to be confident. Has your precious LiveWave ever seen even five million from a single user? The gap between us is a chasm."

His disdain for Skyview and LiveWave was palpable.

"LiveWave is nothing but a pale imitation, a playground for Oliver and a few poached streamers. It's utterly insignificant compared to us."

"Shark is an industry titan, and with Boring on board, our value has doubled. Can your platform even dream of commanding such a price?"

The Shark executives echoed Hilda's sentiments, their mockery undisguised.

Skyview, however, remained calm. Engaging with their delusions was pointless.

He regarded them with a mixture of pity and amusement, as one might observe children throwing a tantrum.

Hilda, sensing his patronizing gaze, bristled. "What's with that look, Skyview? Cat got your tongue? If you have nothing to say, then get out! Penguin will never acquire your pathetic little platform. You're not even worthy of competing with us!"

Ignoring his outburst, Skyview turned to Benjamin. "Adam's a billionaire, correct?"

Benjamin waved a dismissive hand. "Please, let's not exaggerate. Adam comes from humble beginnings."

Despite his wealth, Penguin's CEO was known for his humility and aversion to ostentation.

Skyview admired that about him.

Adam was also a renowned philanthropist, a patriotic businessman—the kind of person Skyview aspired to be.

"Of course, of course. We both come from humble beginnings," Skyview said with a knowing smile. "But if I'm not mistaken, Adam ranked 20th on this year's Forbes global rich list, with an estimated net worth of 37.5 billion dollars."

"Those lists are just entertainment, hardly accurate," Benjamin countered, shaking his head.

Forbes' data was notoriously unreliable.

"But there's no denying Adam's wealth, right?" Skyview pressed.

"I believe we're all doing quite well for ourselves," Benjamin hedged.

"But Adam's undoubtedly the wealthiest among us, wouldn't you say?"

Benjamin couldn't refute that. "Yes," he conceded.

"Then tell me," Skyview continued, "would Adam, a man of his stature, spend two billion dollars on frivolous livestreams?"

The Billionaire Delivery Man
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