Congratulations, host, your popularity value has now reached 812, the ambrosial drink is within sight, please continue to work hard! ~~~~

  Another undulating waveform.

  Xiao Yan was already accustomed to Jiang Xi's disregard, and was still trying to persuade Jiang Xi to go live streaming, all the way from the coffee shop back to their rental house.

  In the empty corridor, the footsteps of the father and daughter echoed one after another. Jiang Mu carried a pot scoop from inside to open the door, complaining:

  "Lao Jiang, it's getting quite late today."

  "The store is a bit busy." Jiang Xi sniffed his nose, smiled and entered the door, untying his headscarf while asking: "Mom, what delicious dish are you cooking today? I can smell it from downstairs!"

  The weather hasn't cooled down yet, and although the air conditioning in the coffee shop is strong enough, wearing something so thick on my head is no different from wearing a quilt in the middle of summer. I couldn't stay outside for long before breaking out into a sweat all over my head.

  "Go wash your face quickly, don't get heatstroke."

  "Come out and eat after washing your hands, it's going to get cold soon."

  In less than half a month, the rental house was gradually furnished with many small things. Jiang Mu took great care of them and the room was clean and cozy. After washing his hair, Jiang Xi stretched his waist comfortably and sat down to eat.

  Jiang's father sipped his wine, complaining that the braised shrimp and Dongpo pork were too greasy, but his chopsticks kept picking up food non-stop. Jiang Xi watched as her parents quarreled with their words not matching their actions, and she couldn't help but laugh like a big fool.

  This warm and lively, within reach happiness is great.

  Jiang's mother also sat down, picked up a pair of chopsticks and gave Jiang Xi some scallions, then hesitantly said: "Xiao Xi, staying at home for so long isn't a good thing, how about going out to set up a stall and earning some extra money tomorrow? What do you think?"

  Jiang Xi was taken aback, and his chopsticks paused: "What stall?"

  "Street stall, huh." Jiang Mu's mother hastily explained, as if afraid she would lose face: "In the past, our building's Juan'er's mom wasn't doing this every day? I'll go ask her for advice later."

  "Mom, getting up early and working hard from dawn till dusk, those without licenses will be chased by city management at any time and anywhere, it's not worth it, I don't agree."

  Jiang Xi shook his head and said, "Besides, your daughter can also earn some money now. If you're really bored, why not open a Taobao store?"

  She carefully chose her words and said: "Mom's pickled vegetables are the most delicious, otherwise... sell some pickled vegetables? It's also a way to pass the time."

  "This child, how can this be?" Jiang's mother said with a skeptical face: "Pickled vegetables, every household in our Shencheng has someone making them, where is it worth buying?"

  Jiang Xi remembered that in the more than a decade she spent in Sangjia Dang in her past life, what she missed the most was this dish of pickled vegetables made by her mother. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried to study it, she couldn't replicate the flavor from back then.

  Sweet dishes, salty dishes, spicy dishes, even if there's no dish, just stir-frying vegetables is also delicious.

  "Mom," Jiang Xi hugged her mother's arm and rubbed it gently: "Just try, Mom. Don't you trust your own daughter? Are you still not confident in your own skills?"

  Jiang Mu had always been very proud of her pickling skills.

  When I lived in the countryside, who didn't know that Jiang Erjia's wife was not only beautiful but also made delicious pickled vegetables? Whenever she took out a new batch of pickles, all the neighbors and relatives would ask for some to taste. But after moving into town, she gradually stopped making them.

  "Success!"

  Jiang Mu was coquettishly teased by her daughter, and suddenly felt a surge of magnanimity, so she slapped the table in response.

  Jiang's father was speechless, his mouth dry and bitter. Looking at the two women flattering each other, the folds of skin around his eyes sank even deeper.

  But opening a pickle shop isn't urgent for now, there's no computer at home and Jiang Mu is clueless about this stuff, so let's save up some more first before bringing it up again.

  Jiang Xi's mind was preoccupied with his popularity, so he didn't think much of it. When he returned to his room and fiddled with his phone for a while, this old rustic who had been out of touch for twelve years finally figured out what live streaming was all about.

  Eating and drinking, singing and dancing, chatting with heaven, there are many local tyrants spending money to support people.

  According to the survey, the host's current appearance is enough to surpass all small flowers in China and abroad. Strive for it, girl!

  Xiao Yin has been reading a lot of Japanese comics lately and is quite enthusiastic about it.

  Jiang Xi furrowed his brow and ignored him.

  I went to Douyu live streaming and randomly clicked on a video of an anchor who was trending on the homepage. As soon as I entered, I saw this anchor called "Mumu" pinching her throat and speaking in a coquettish tone, with that pair of breasts being simply heavenly, especially since Mumu was wearing a low-cut deep V silk dress.

  The barrage is so blatant that it's infuriating.

  Aircraft artillery flowers fall like raindrops.

  It was as if a nightmare had come true, Jiang Xi discovered that her long-forgotten allergy had relapsed once again.

  A dense rash, one after another, emerged from her arm, she suppressed the itch and "slapped" off the video.

  Is the host now allergic even when just seeing a woman?

  Not seeing the woman, but seeing all the explicit sex implications. Jiang Xi suppressed his nauseating desire, and the white light of the phone illuminated that expressionless face, making people feel chilled to the bone.

  The host is ill and needs treatment.

  Jiang Xi did not make a sound.

  The host doesn't plan on live streaming anymore?

  Jiang Xi hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and responding: "Broadcast."

  She reopened the Douyin live broadcast, this time not from the homepage, but searched for Tang Gu's live broadcast room, found none, thought about it, and then went to Weibo to search again. The name was easy to remember, "Tangtang is not Tangtang", and sure enough, she found it with a single search.

  A food blogger with a V-verified account, her first Weibo post is the replay of today's live stream. Upon clicking into it, comments discussing food are almost non-existent, but instead, she was roasted in that one segment, with over a thousand comments and even a member creating a separate GIF

  Jiang Xi glanced at it and didn't look again, her hand slipped into the video, only to find that it was also a bean pod, but belonged to the food section. The live broadcast room name was quite interesting: "Have you eaten today?"

  Xiao lead couldn't understand human intentions, but it didn't stop him from summarizing the answer with data; [Does the host also plan to make delicious food?]

  Jiang Xi died without making a sound.

  Xiao Yan took this dumb human, there was no way, and he didn't show up either.

  Finally got some peace and quiet.

  Jiang Xi spent half the night researching all live streaming platforms and categorizing sections, and by early next morning, he was fully armed and out the door.

  "Good morning!"

  Lu Yuan was very diligent and was currently wiping the glass door of the coffee shop. He greeted Jiang Xi from a distance.

  Jiang Xi smiled and said, "Early."

  "Is the shopkeeper in?"

  "Uncle?" Lu Yuan scratched the back of his head, "I saw him still sleeping when I left home, he probably hasn't woken up yet."

  "What's wrong with you, dog? You're framing your uncle again?" Cheng Heng walked in wearing a polo shirt, his lean arms exposed under the short sleeves, and his features were elegant. If it weren't for that mouthful of "dog", he would be a great sunny youth.

  "The creek is still very beautiful today."

  Chenghui blew a whistle.

  Jiang Xi squinted his eyes from the sunlight: "Boss, good morning!"

  "Speak up, what brings you here so early in the morning?" Manager Cheng shamelessly poured himself a cup.

  Lili laughed inside: "Boss, Xixi is our shop's flower, don't scare her away."

  "You can't escape." Manager Cheng stood with his hands on his hips in a large teapot shape: "Don't slack off, or your salary will be deducted!"

  The store manager deducts wages from this matter a thousand times a year, and the employees turn a deaf ear to it.

  "Manager, can we talk further?"

  Jiang Xi specially wore black for today's conversation, trying to suppress his youthful energy.

  Cheng Qing looked at her with narrowed eyes: "Come on, let's go inside."

  The smile at the corner of his mouth had a hint of evil.

  Jiang Xi led the way into the small office located in the back kitchen, where a messy sofa was littered with jackets, reports, and last night's... bread. Jiang Xi carefully tidied up a clean spot and gestured for him to sit down.

  "Shopkeeper, sit."

  "Go on."

  Cheng Cheng sat down without hesitation, propping up his legs: "What's up?"

  "Actually... it's nothing," Jiang Xi rarely troubled others and felt uneasy all over at this moment, "Can the shopkeeper give me Teacher Tang's contact information?"

  She sent a private message to "Tang Tang is not Sugar Sugar" yesterday, but it has been in unread status all the time. I guess this big V doesn't have the habit of checking private messages usually.

  Cheng Ting, who was at a loss for how to tactfully refuse his capable deputy, and didn't want the young girl to cry and leave, was stunned.

  What? Aren't you going to confess?

  He drew back his two shorter legs and propped them under the table: "Is that all?"

  Jiang Xi blinked: "That's it."

  The girl's innocent and pure big eyes made Cheng Cheng deeply feel his own shame.

  He smoothed his hair, forcing down his own doubts about his charm, and raised a finger: "Alright. Just one question, answer me carefully."

  "What's wrong with me compared to Tang Bao?"

  Jiang Xi: "......"

  Humans are truly complex.

  Jiang Xi silently gave Xiao Yan a thumbs up in her heart.

  "Never mind."

  Cheng Huan rummaged through his not-so-luxuriant hair, got up and searched through the piles of documents on the table, finally pulling out a crumpled business card from underneath. The card still had some unknown stains on it from who-knows-when, which he handed over.

  "Here, just this - take it."

  It's done quite beautifully, "Tang Gu Network Sharp Peak Studio" is prominently displayed on the paper, with Tang Gu's mobile phone number, QQ number, and email address all included.

  "Don't hit him at night, he's going to hatch eggs tonight."

  Jiang Xi thanked him and carefully put the business card into his bag, bidding farewell as he left. His foot had just stepped out of the door when Manager Cheng couldn't help but call out to him again:

  "Hey, Xi Xi, you tell me, where is Tang Baozi stronger than me?"

  Whenever Manager Cheng bursts out with phrases like "old son" or "son of a bitch", it means he's lost his temper and needs someone to vent to.

  Then, Director Cheng, who was both unwilling and self-loving, watched with his eyes wide open as the flower in his own store ran out of sight like a dog chasing after it.

  So angry!

  ****

  Jiang Xi left work early and went to the first floor of Hongtu Shopping Mall for a stroll.

  As a landmark building in Shenzhen, the 13-story building stands out among the numerous five- and six-story buildings, and together with its ground-floor specialty stores, it is also a fighter jet in the cosmetics industry.

  There aren't many international big brands, but there are some like Armani and Chanel that have a wide coverage.

  She has been freeloading a lot lately and almost every brand's sales assistant knows her, especially with a face like that, it's hard not to remember.

  The sales staff at the counter of a big brand are much more professional. Even if this girl just window-shopped and didn't buy anything, they still welcomed her when she entered the store:

  "Miss, what can I get for you?"

  Jiang Xi had done his homework beforehand and was exceptionally decisive, gathering all the tools in no time.

  Dior 999, bright red lipstick, very good color payoff.

  Pai's eyeliner, mascara, Shiseido's foam isolator, Giorgio Armani's nine-square honey powder, and a set of Lunasol's makeup remover. All the money I earned from working in the past few days was spent, not to mention that I also overdrafted 500 yuan on my credit card.

  No wonder people often say it's easiest for women to earn money.

  Jiang Xi thought with self-deprecation.

  Of course, even these are far from enough, but Jiang Xi relied on his good foundation and didn't plan to make up for it all at once, so he bought a little to make up the number.

  I thought today would be another ordinary day, in this not-so-metropolitan city of Shenzhen where most women are used to going out with a bare face. Few buy cosmetics and even fewer buy high-end ones. On an average day, I can only get less than ten orders, playing with flies all day long. Although Jiang Xi's order is not a big one, it's still something, after all, every little bit counts. Even the smile when sending him off was more sincere than usual.

  Jiang Xi didn't mind BA's haughty and humble attitude, carrying a bag of cosmetics, and returned to the entrance of the coffee shop.

  It was just before six o'clock, and the sky had not yet darkened, but the streetlights along the road had already lit up one after another.

  The bustling streets were filled with people, and passersby would occasionally glance at the elegant girl standing by the entrance. The aroma of coffee wafted through the air, and as Jiang Xi leaned against the glass wall, her usually tense heart finally relaxed a bit amidst the warmth of the fragrance.

  Lu Yuan opened the door: "Xi Xi, would you like to come in and sit down?"

  "No, I'll wait for my dad."

  The familiar ringtone sounded again.

  A strange phone number, Jiang Xi answered casually: "Hello?"

  "Is it Jiang Xi from the coffee shop?"

  Jiang Xi stared blankly: "I am."

  "Can't recognize me?" Tang Baozi asked with great interest, a highly recognizable voice came through the receiver.

  Jiang Xi gripped his phone tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging: "Teacher Tang, hello."

  "Are you interested in coming to my workshop?"

  An unexpected delight.

  Jiang Xi clenched her makeup bag tightly and said in a calm tone, "Teacher Tang, let's talk."

  "Okay, I'll meet you at the coffee shop tomorrow."

  Tomorrow?

  Tomorrow is Monday, I have school.

  She is very busy.

  When it comes to negotiating, it's always a matter of give and take. But Jiang Xi was resolute: "I'm really sorry, Teacher Tang. I have something to attend to on weekdays. If you don't mind the trouble, can we meet again at the coffee shop tonight?"

  "Now?"

  Jiang Xi remembered what Manager Cheng said about Tang Pangzi incubating chicken eggs.

  "Alright, now."

  She believes she is a potential stock, but fighting alone, it's always slower than uniting.

  Jiang Xi concluded after a night of research that there are only two conclusions: the popular live-streamers are fast and earn a lot, but also chaotic; while Tang Gu should have someone backing him.

  In this world, those who pretend to be straightforward may not necessarily be so. People like Tang Gu who can still succeed with their carefree attitude either have great abilities and resources or have someone backing them up.

  The most important thing, and also what Jiang Xi values the most, is that Tang Baozi looks at Cheng's eyes more brightly than he looks at himself.

  He is a true foodie.

  Tang Baozi arrived quickly, with a plump figure, but he was wearing a trendy slim-fit suit, his pants legs tightly wrapped around his legs, and from afar, it looked like a ball rolling over, making others can't help but laugh.

  But apparently the protagonist doesn't think so.

  Cheng Hui came out and opened his arms: "Fatty, rare guest."

  "Get out."

  Tang Baozi seems to be quite familiar with him.

  Jiang Xi timely raised his hand and waved, "Teacher Tang, you came quickly."

  "Nonsense." Tōkō Shusai was a man of rough nerves, perhaps due to his excessive passion for good food, and had less patience with beauties than with a steamed bun. "Let's get straight to the point."

  He has a businessman's shrewdness, and Jiang Xi is also quick-witted in some ways. The two of them clicked immediately and quickly agreed on the terms of cooperation.

  "I can split it with the studio 30-70, I take 30 and the studio takes 70. There's only one condition: if I want to withdraw and not do it anymore, I can withdraw at any time."

  Tang Gu is not a soft persimmon. If the people brought out by the studio only work for a few days and then quit, won't the initial investment in costs be all for nothing?

  Jiang Xi demanded an exorbitant price, paid on the spot, relying on fake certificates, and swindled a year's worth of body-selling contract.

  If you leave your job ahead of schedule, a penalty of one million will be imposed, and the live broadcast room and surrounding area will all belong to the studio.

  "Success."

  Tang Gu picked up the contract and left quickly, saying that he would discuss the promotion plan with her online afterwards.

  The store manager chuckled and his eyes were a bit sad. Seeing Jiang Xi's big, curious eyes on him, he waved his hand impatiently: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

  "My dad's coffee shop has closed down."

  Jiang Xi glanced outside and indeed saw the figure of Jiang Mu leaning against his motorcycle under the streetlight. Without saying much, he bid farewell and hastily rushed out.

  She rarely smiled so happily.

  Today is indeed a lucky day.

  In the girl's sparkling eyes, a row of street lamps was reflected, as if a galaxy of stars was rushing horizontally and vertically, pouring into the eyelids of the boy by the road.

  "River Creek?!"

  Jiang Xi turned around, unexpectedly bumping into a pair of astonished eyes: "Lu Hao?"

  "Is he your boyfriend?"

  The store manager locked the door with a key in his hand, glanced at Lu Hao's high school uniform, and thought aimlessly: Why are all these young wolves popular nowadays? No wonder old guys like me are no longer attractive.

  Lu Hao was still suspiciously looking at Jiang Xi's outfit and subconsciously replied: "No, we are classmates."

  High school student?!

  Classmate?!

  Cheng's mind couldn't turn around for a moment, and when he reacted, his brain exploded: Did he hire an underage kid?! Was the clever Tang Bao also deceived?!

  Minor?!

  Jiang Xi's mother is underage?!

  Is Laozi's mother breaking the law?

  "Jiang Xi you..." Cheng Heng's hands were shaking with anger: "You're underage? Are you trying to get me killed?!"

  Jiang Xi saw Cheng Qingzi's face turn purple with rage and his heart skipped a beat as he suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

  "I won't say more, tomorrow, no, you get out of here quickly now, I can't afford to hire you!"

  Host, according to the national law, employing minors is illegal and will lead to lawsuits. And Mr. Huang's contract, I'm afraid it can't be hidden either.

  Xiao Yan's icy and mechanical reaction made Jiang Xi unable to hold back his curse: "Get the hell out of here!"

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