nashuaworldcup Chapter 191 Another plan
Chapter 191 Another plan
After safely taking Grandma home, I returned to the villa.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, I told Jiang Yichen exactly what Grandpa Jiang had said to me today.
"Grandma also hopes that you can return to the company and personally manage those businesses and projects. After all, you are all family and should support each other."
As I spoke, I secretly observed Jiang Yichen's reaction. He appeared indifferent, as if he didn't care about it at all.
He responded coldly, "These things have nothing to do with you. If he mentions them to you again, just pretend you didn't hear them."
Just as I was about to speak, Jiang Yichen suddenly looked up at me with a meaningful gaze and asked, "Or do you have other plans in mind?"
I was taken aback by his question, and I couldn't help but wonder: what does it have to do with me whether he goes back to the company or not?
I forced a smile and explained, "You've misunderstood. I just didn't want to disappoint Grandma, and I didn't want to see her unhappy because of this. As for your family's affairs, I really don't care."
Jiang Yichen, however, did not seem to believe me. He shook his head slightly and said, "You don't need to explain. The situation in the Jiang family is far more complicated than you think. Since I got involved in this family struggle, I have appeared to be living a life of endless glory on the surface, but in reality, there are undercurrents running deep inside. If I am not careful, I may be plotted against by the people around me. This is a war without gunpowder, and everyone is walking on tiptoe."
Hearing this, I felt a pang of sadness and couldn't help but feel deep sympathy for Jiang Yichen. I looked at him and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I really didn't know any of this before. Now it seems that my thinking was too one-sided. I only saw the glamorous surface and ignored the hardships behind it."
Jiang Yichen gently patted the back of my hand, indicating that I didn't need to blame myself: "I'm used to it now, as long as you don't regret it."
"Me? What does that have to do with me? Why are you talking so strangely today?" I couldn't understand what he was saying, so I pushed him away and limped upstairs to rest.
The next day, Zhao Ning and I arranged to meet at the live broadcast studio. As we entered the studio, we immediately felt that we were different from others. Other live broadcasters were either dressed up in fancy clothes or carrying a lot of live broadcast props, while we maintained our usual natural attire for live broadcasts, which made us look a bit "plain and simple".
"Um... how's your foot? Can you hold on?" He frowned, his gaze fixed on my foot, and asked with concern.
"Don't worry, it's nothing, it doesn't hurt anymore. But, isn't this bland and watery diet a bit... too careless?"
I'm starting to doubt my initial choice.
"It's alright, we rely on our strength, not on skirting the rules."
Hearing Zhao Ning say that, I also noticed that quite a few of them were indeed taking a borderline route.
I took a deep breath and walked in confidently.
This round of the competition involves nine teams broadcasting simultaneously, and the team with the fewest sound waves will face elimination.
Other streamers, leveraging their existing audience size, took an early lead, with their online buzz continuously increasing.
Zhao Ning danced with all her might to win votes, while I yelled and blurted out every joke I could think of in an attempt to attract the audience's attention.
Despite our best efforts, we were still at the bottom of the rankings.
Just when we were feeling disheartened and about to be eliminated, a mysterious tycoon suddenly appeared and showered me with several big gifts, instantly boosting my popularity to the top three.
I was overjoyed and quickly thanked the mysterious big spender, taking the opportunity to continue campaigning for votes.
Ultimately, with the help of this generous benefactor, I successfully advanced to the next round, finishing third in the first competition.
After the match, Zhao Ning and I exchanged a smile. Although the process was thrilling, the result was ultimately satisfactory.
Zhao Ning and I were incredibly excited. After returning to the company, I immediately sent a private message to thank the top donor who sent such a large gift today.
Thank you so much for your support today.
He replied quickly, "You're welcome. You didn't look well during your performance today. Were you feeling unwell?"
I looked at myself carefully in the mirror, but I didn't notice that my complexion was bad!
Apart from……
I quickly replied: "No, it's probably the lighting."
Zhao Ning, watching us chat, joked, "Could it be that you've attracted the Love Brother?"
I was actually quite unsure of myself, after all, he sent so many gifts, I was really afraid he was after me for the purpose of dating.
I said uncertainly, "Probably not!"
To clarify the situation, I tentatively asked him, "To express my gratitude, could we meet in person to thank you?"
He refused, saying, "I'm not in the area."
Hearing this answer, I finally felt relieved.
It seems that he genuinely wanted to support me, and didn't have any other motives.
I started my personal live stream, and instantly, a large number of viewers flooded into the live stream room, and the barrage of comments poured in like a tide.
"You were absolutely fantastic on today's variety show!"
"Yes, yes, your performance really amazed me!"
"And who exactly is the number one fan? Why isn't he in the live stream?"
"Is the number one on the leaderboard shy? Haha, let him show his face!"
Looking at the screen full of comments, I smiled and said to everyone, "Thank you all so much for your support today, and thank you so much for the big gift from the number one fan. But please don't bother the number one fan, they probably have their own plans. Next, I've prepared some exciting programs for you, I hope you'll enjoy them."
After I finished speaking, I started performing, and the atmosphere in the live broadcast room became more and more enthusiastic.
"You're so thoughtful, streamer. Other streamers just keep telling us to send gifts, but you tell us not to."
"Yes, yes, you are really different from other streamers, we will always support you!"
"Keep it up, streamer! We'll definitely help you get to number one in the next live streamer competition!"
Seeing the praise and support from fans in the live chat filled me with emotion.
"Thank you everyone, I'm truly grateful for your continued support. For the next comprehensive anchor show, I hope you can continue to help out, and let's work together to achieve even better results!"
Just as I was immersed in the joyful interaction with my fans, Little Sweetie walked into the live stream and gently pulled me aside.
Her expression held a hint of helplessness and anxiety as she said, "You're so foolish! You should try to make as much money as you can, how could you tell everyone not to send gifts now?"
I was taken aback for a moment, then I understood what she meant. Little Sweetie continued, "Look, if no one sends gifts, there won't be enough 'sound waves' for this live stream, and you won't be able to complete your task for today! That's not good for your career development."