Chapter 18: Follow My Left and Right Hand Together…

Tang Chen couldn’t care less about what these fans thought. He turned to the Agent and said, “So now these three boys belong to me. I can make them do whatever I want, right?”

Although deeply reluctant, the Agent remembered the boss’s warning and quickly nodded. “Yes, you’re their Boss now. Everything is as you command.”

Tang Chen grunted in acknowledgment. Eyeing the three youngsters, a mischievous idea popped into his head. He walked over and declared, “Seems you three are pretty good singers. Since your crazy fans are all here today, sing a song for me. Consider it celebrating Young Master buying you, and your farewell song to the music industry.”

Yang Mi almost burst out laughing. She thought Tang Chen was truly mean—forcing them to sing in this situation was just playing them for fools.

Zhang Yuan stubbornly shook his head, puffing out his chest. “We won’t sing! Don’t think you’re anything special just because you’re our Boss now. We won’t bow to you! We can just quit the entertainment industry! We’re so popular; fans will follow us wherever we go!”

“Bravo, Yuan-Yuan! We support you! We’ll always love you!”

“That’s right! Don’t think having money makes you great! The Three Little Ones are adored everywhere they go! We’d rather leave the band!”

“Exactly! Dream on if you think we’ll sing for you!”

Tang Chen didn’t get angry. Instead, he looked at Zhang Yuan as if staring at an idiot. “Little punk, are you actually braindead? I spent two billion buying you. You belong to me now. Don’t even talk about singing; even if I told you to scrub toilets, you’d do it! Stop acting tough, you idiot. Either sing, or give me back my two billion. Pick one.”

Zhang Yuan, truly being an idiot, retorted recklessly, “Don’t threaten me with money! That money went to our boss, not me! Why should I pay you back?”

Tang Chen shook his head, waving dismissively. “You punk… you’re really asking for it. Security Guard! Get over here and zap this moron until he fries!”

“Sir!”

“Don’t you dare touch our Yuan-Yuan!”

“Everybody rush them! Let’s save Yuan-Yuan together!”

“What’s all this racket!” Tang Chen snapped at the crazy fans. “Damn it, I paid good money for these guys! I’ll deal with them however I please! Keep yapping, and I’ll buy all of you too! My Hotel could certainly use a few more toilet cleaners!”

The onlookers were speechless. How arrogant! Threatening to buy people on a whim? Could he be any more willful?

However, thinking about it… maybe these fans did need a lesson. He paid for them, so didn’t he have the right to discipline these three boys?

The Security Guard marched over purposefully, the Stun Baton in his hand crackling menacingly with sizzling electricity. Zhang Yuan got scared and quickly hid behind the Agent.

The Agent was both exasperated and amused. Now he hides? Weren’t you acting tough just moments ago without a thought for the consequences?

Tang Chen snatched the Stun Baton and barked at the Agent, “You! Step aside. Today, I’m definitely teaching this fool a lesson he won’t forget!”

Though just as annoyed with Zhang Yuan, the Agent pleaded, “Um, Sir, they’re young, they don’t know better. I’ll make them sing. Right now. As for the Stun Baton… since you did pay… wouldn’t ruining them be a loss?”

Tang Chen flicked the Stun Baton’s switch off. “Loss? What loss? Two billion is peanuts to me. But you’ve got a point—since I bought ‘em, best get some use out of them. I won’t zap him today. But the song? That’s mandatory.”

The Agent’s mouth twitched, utterly gobsmacked. Two billion is peanuts? Her mind felt like it couldn’t function on Earth anymore. How arrogant a person had to be to say something like that?

Still, boggled mind aside, the Agent didn’t dare argue. She was terrified Tang Chen might zap her next. She turned to the Three Little Ones, trying to sound stern despite feeling weak. “Listen up! You’ve been sold. Legally, it’s done, regardless of who got the money. You’re not with the company anymore. The Boss tells you to sing? You sing! Or else you’ll have to repay him!”

The three boys looked utterly wretched. Repay him? Where could they possibly get that kind of money? At this moment, they truly understood one thing: the world is vast, and before you strut around, think about the consequences first.

Zhang Yuan and the other two exchanged miserable glances and finally nodded. “Auntie, we’ll sing.”

Seeing their defeated expressions tugged at the Agent’s heart. But this was reality—those without power got stepped on by those who had it.

The Agent gave a resigned “Mm” and said to Tang Chen, “Sir, they’ll sing. But, um… which song did you want to hear?”

Tang Chen thought for a moment, then beckoned to Yang Mi. “Yang Mi, come here.”

Yang Mi was looking at Tang Chen entirely differently now. She walked gracefully over and asked with a playful smile, “What is it, Young Master Tang? Do you need something from me?”

Tang Chen knew she was teasing, but didn’t comment. “What songs do these guys usually sing?”

Yang Mi realized he was using her like the Three Little Ones’ fact-checker. She rolled her eyes, then thought. “They sing a lot of songs. Their debut one, ‘Youth Practice Manual,’ for instance, and…”

“Wait, that ‘Manual’ sounds familiar. Yeah, they’ll sing that one.” Tang Chen cut her off and directed it at the Agent.

The Agent breathed a small sigh of relief. Good, the big Boss wasn’t being too harsh on them after all. She turned to Zhang Yuan and the others. “You heard it. Sing that song.”

The Three Little Ones also relaxed slightly. Phew, just their debut song. Easy enough. The Agent addressed the crowd of fans, “Everyone, quiet please! Presenting the Three Little Ones with ‘Youth Practice Manual!'”

“Go babies! Don’t cry babies!”

“Sing beautifully! Even if… even if this really is your last song.” The fans’ hearts ached too. They’d heard this Boss call it the last song under his order. Who knew what other torments awaited them once he owned them? Just thinking about it made their hearts sink.

A glint of cruel amusement flashed in Tang Chen’s eyes. He told the Agent, “Hold it. They can sing the song. But I want the lyrics changed.”

The Agent looked uneasy. “This…”

“What? You disobeying me too? Fine, call your boss. Let me ask if she’s for sale right now.” Tang Chen waved dismissively, dripping with disdain.

The Agent nearly choked. She really wanted to yell, Could you stop being a super-rich jerk?! But she didn’t dare. She managed, “So… what lyrics do you want changed?”

Tang Chen pulled out his Nokia Mobile Phone, quickly typed something, then handed it to the Agent. “They sing this instead.”

The Agent took the Mobile Phone, glanced at the screen, and almost dropped it. Her mouth twitched. “You… really want them to sing… this?”

Tang Chen nodded coldly. “Hurry up!”

The Agent gave a bitter smile, nodded, then handed the Mobile Phone to Zhang Yuan and the others. “Sing these lyrics.”

The three boys looked at the modified lyrics Tang Chen had written. Horrified, they protested, “Auntie, we can’t! If we sing this… our image will be ruined!”

The Agent looked at them helplessly. “At this point?! Forget about image! Just sing!”

Crestfallen, the three boys mumbled, “Yes.” They studied the new lyrics intensely.

The fans waited expectantly for the first note. Steeling themselves, the Three Little Ones sang:

“Follow my left hand, right hand, rubbing together~ fapping and fapping~

Right hand, left hand, rubbing again~ fapping and fapping~

This movement brings you joy~ will you fall in love, huh?

Follow me, left hand, right hand, changing as we rub~

Genuine laughter spreading on our faces~

This movement feels so good~ why aren’t you joining in~?!”

The fans listened raptly, filled with emotion… at first. But then… things sounded… wrong? Wasn’t it supposed to be ‘slow motion’? Why was it ‘fapping and fapping’…?

“HAH! Perfect!” Tang Chen applauded loudly. Now THAT was a real song! Worthy of Young Master’s standing.

Yang Mi had recognized the changes immediately too. Her face flushed crimson instantly. This wretched creep! Such depraved amusement…