I can support you.

But it was only for a moment. The next moment, her heart was still filled with that deep sense of imbalance.

The reason why my cousin has a low income is definitely because he is not good-looking enough and lacks the ability.

Unlike myself, in my first live broadcast tonight, I earned a brilliant record of 2880 million gold coins.

2880 million gold coins, equivalent to RMB 288 million. After deducting the platform commission, taxes and guild share, the total amount received is about RMB 114 million.

Liu Sisi felt heartbroken when she thought that more than half of her income was taken away by the platform, guilds and taxes.

Her fingertips repeatedly rubbed the backend income details on the mobile phone screen. The string of numbers "114 million" was so dazzling that it made her dizzy, but when her eyes moved to the items "Platform takes 30%" and "Guild gets 25%", her knuckles couldn't help but clenched until they turned white.

"Why?"

Liu Sisi complained softly to the bedroom ceiling, her voice filled with suppressed grievance.

She recalled that she smiled at the camera tonight until her cheeks were sore, and her mouth was dry from reading the thank-you list. She even had to time her sip of water for fear that the audience would leave.

This money was clearly earned by her saying "family" and "thank you, big brother", so why did most of it get taken away for no reason?

She opened the chat box with the guild operator, typed in something, deleted it, deleted it, and re-typed it.

She wanted to ask why the commission ratio was so high, but her fingertips paused on the send button - she still remembered that when she signed the contract, the operation said "newcomers rely on the guild to bring traffic". If things got out of hand now, she might lose the recommendation position and resources in the future.

Throwing the phone on the bedside table in frustration, Liu Sisi suddenly had an idea.

"It seems that the super-rich man who appeared in the live broadcast room tonight was quite satisfied with himself, otherwise he wouldn't have spent over 900 Huazi in one go, accounting for the vast majority of the live broadcast income."

Liu Sisi muttered to herself,

"She's so confident about herself on the first day of the livestream. If I can use my looks and skills to build a good relationship with him over time, and he's a wealthy man, then it's not impossible for me to become a billionaire."

“If there weren’t these shares…”

She picked up her phone and stared at herself on the screen, her eyes gradually brightening.

"If I could become Big Brother's woman, I wouldn't have to livestream, wouldn't I have to worry about the platform's cut, and wouldn't there be a guild managing me, then no matter how much money he gives me, it would all be mine."

This idea is like a seed, once it emerges, it grows wildly.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I simply opened Baidu and typed in the search box:

How does a beautiful and attractive anchor conquer a wealthy man?

The moment the search results popped up, Liu Sisi's eyes were fixed on the screen like a magnet.

The title of the pinned post was particularly eye-catching - "Three tricks to deal with the super rich! From giving gifts to private transfers, a must-read guide for anchors." She clicked on it quickly, not even bothering to close the pop-up ads.

The post was written in great detail, covering everything from "how to remember your big brother's preferences" to "when is the least intrusive time to send a private message." It even listed tips on how to talk less about money and more about touching topics during conversations.

Liu Sisi nodded as she read. When she saw the line "Occasionally showing weakness can stimulate a desire to protect," she couldn't help but practice a wronged expression on her face at herself on the screen, highlighting the key points with her fingertips and muttering to herself:

"It turns out you can't just ask for gifts directly, you have to go around in circles..."

She found the homepage of the super-rich man's account. His avatar was a steering wheel of a luxury car whose face could not be seen, and the description only contained the two words "follow your heart".

Liu Sisi bit her lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally clicked "Follow" and opened the private message box.

This time, I didn't edit or revise the post like I did when chatting with the operator. Instead, I followed the guide and sent a slightly aggrieved message:

"Brother, Huazi really surprised me today, but I was too nervous during the live broadcast and didn't even say thank you properly~"

A notification of successful sending popped up, and her palms began to sweat as she held the phone. She put the phone to her ear to listen for any message alerts, and then unlocked the screen to see if there were any new notifications.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the screen suddenly lit up—it wasn't a reply from Big Brother, but a message from the Guild Manager, Lan Qi:

"Sisi performed well today. I'll give you a prime time slot tomorrow. Remember to prepare the content in advance."

Liu Sisi glanced at the message and didn't feel the excitement she had before about being recommended. Instead, she felt that the manager's message was inconvenient.

She casually swiped the dialog box of Manager Lan Qi to the left, set it to "unread", and stared at the private message interface of the rich brother again. Her fingers tapped on the screen and added:

"Actually, I'm not very good at talking. I was able to achieve such a good result today, all thanks to your support, big brother~"

After sending this message, she simply put her phone next to her pillow, leaned against the headboard, and began to think:

If Big Brother replied, how should she respond without sounding contrived? Should she "accidentally" mention her favorite perfume brand during her next livestream? If Big Brother did transfer money privately to her, how much should she accept without sounding greedy?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this path is more reliable than live streaming. Even the little bit of heartache I felt before because of the profit sharing was completely washed away by my anticipation for the future. I couldn't help but curl up the corners of my mouth, and even the number "114 million" on the bedside table didn't seem so glaring anymore.

It was already 8:30 in the morning when Xue Pianpian saw the message.

I didn't go to bed until almost three o'clock last night, and it was already this time when I opened my eyes today.

Looking at the other person’s nickname - opera anchor Sisi, I don’t have any special impression of it.

I clicked on the avatar and took a look, then I remembered that this was a beautiful anchor in my own live broadcast guild.

Last night, when she was patrolling the live broadcast room and giving gifts to earn money, I saw that she had a good appearance, talent, and sense of camera, so I stayed in her live broadcast room for a while.

Judging from the look of it, this girl knows how to protect her older brothers and sisters. As a host, this is also a kind of professional quality.

She did not use her main account, Mu Ningxue, but registered eight more accounts to make it easier to send gifts without attracting too much attention.

Last night, the guild's 31 livestreaming rooms collectively generated over 5.1 million RMB. Although more than half of the total went to the main livestreaming room and its three sisters, the other livestreaming rooms also received a significant share.

Up to now, apart from the thank-you messages sent to her by some anchors after the live broadcast last night, Liu Sisi was the first one to take the initiative to chat with her privately.

In this case, we might as well take this opportunity to see how she protects her older brothers and sisters.

"Sorry, beautiful lady, I just woke up and saw the message.

You show your talents, and I support you with gifts. We each get what we need, so you don't have to be so polite."

Liu Sisi stared at the message Xue Pianpian replied, and the sweat on her fingertips instantly cooled down.

The phrase "each takes what he needs" was like a basin of cold water, which doused the spark of fire that had just emerged in her heart. The strategy did not say that the eldest brother would be so "clear-headed". He neither responded to her grievances nor showed any extra enthusiasm.

She bit her lower lip and tapped her fingers on the screen repeatedly, deleting and revising.

What I originally wanted to say, "Actually, I just think Big Brother is a nice person," was too straightforward, and "Can I still look forward to Big Brother coming to the live broadcast in the future?" seemed too eager.

Finally, following the strategy guide's advice to "talk more about details to bring you closer," she carefully typed the following line:

"Brother, did you stay up late last night too? You should take care of yourself!"

After sending the message, she held the phone tightly in her hand and even breathed lightly.

The alarm clock on the bedside was ticking, and every second seemed to be tormenting her heart.

She stared at the words "The other party is typing" above the private message interface, not daring to blink, but the line of words flashed twice and disappeared again.

After waiting for a full five minutes, Xue Pianpian's message finally popped up, with only a brief sentence:

"I sometimes stay up late, stop chatting, and prepare to eat."

Liu Sisi looked at the line of words and felt a little upset.

The eldest brother clearly responded to her words, but he still kept a polite distance. He didn't ask her if she was tired, nor did he mention whether he would come next time.

She took out the guide and looked at it again, which said "When the rich man responds coldly, don't ask any further questions, and exit at the right time to keep his good impression."

There was no other way, she could only reply with a cute expression, "Okay, enjoy your meal, brother. I'm getting ready to get up and eat too." Then she exited the private message interface.