Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Chapter 101 Pyramid Scheme Trap

As summer approaches, the heat gradually intensifies.

Grayish-white brick and tile houses, followed by the so-called "International" Building and "International" Plaza.

The wasteland style, a mix of reinforced concrete and cement, is supposedly an international trend.

This is a street where health products and products for the elderly are intertwined. Every day starting at three in the morning, there are so-called "health lectures" specifically for elderly people.

In return, attend classes on time every morning to receive free eggs and milk, and continue attending until the evening to receive extra gifts such as advertisements, small stools, toothbrushes, and soap.

Many elderly people come in the early morning to collect these things that seem worthless to others.

These elderly people are mostly not highly educated, and few of them have able-bodied adults to take care of them. The young people think that they can't earn much money here, so they all go to big cities and only send money home regularly.

Lonely elderly people often chat in groups.

Health and wellness products take advantage of this vulnerability.

The saying goes, "Large volume will inevitably lead to orders."

Whether it's a shared sense of family, emotional value, or the self-esteem of the elderly, all of these needs are greatly met here.

This is a pyramid scheme.

Wang Ergou stared intently at the elderly people coming and going. He was fairly clear in his mind what kind of den of iniquity he had been tricked into by his fellow workers.

The workers have become fanatical believers in pyramid schemes, obsessed with multi-million dollar airplanes and multi-million dollar villas.

He had considered running away, but the streets and alleys were full of their accomplices.

Even taxi drivers have shady dealings with these people.

Cell phones, ID cards, money—everything that could be used to get around was looted by those beasts.

In addition, he was unfamiliar with the place and the people there, and he couldn't even understand the local slang. It would be incredibly difficult for him to escape.

Heartbeat.

He was calculating in his mind how to close the first deal of the day so as to avoid being disciplined by his superiors and subjected to the usual humiliating rituals.

"Ergou, if you don't close a deal this week, you're in for a world of hurt."

A burly man put his arm around Wang Ergou's shoulder. His greasy face was covered in fat, but his tone was extremely sinister. "Looks like our boss is being too lenient, not strict enough..."

"I understand, supervisor, I'll process the order... I'll definitely do it next time..."

"It's good to know."

The supervisor patted him on the shoulder again, "You were introduced by an acquaintance, so I believe that one day you'll be driving a luxury car like ours. When that happens, when you go for a foot massage, won't the girls be scrambling to let you choose them?"

A typical example of using both kindness and severity.

"I......"

"Manager Gao, there's a meeting coming from headquarters tonight! Manager Qian has told us to go to the meeting room; everyone needs to be there!"

It sounded like someone was announcing a superior's work over there. The fat, greasy-faced manager shuddered and scurried over to respond.

The conference room is fairly large.

The so-called "international" conference room has now become a den of iniquity for pyramid schemes.

Light pollution comes from LED lights, red carpets, whiteboards, and audio-visual equipment.

After being brutally beaten, Wang Ergou was held and thrown onto a plastic stool below, guarded by two heavily brainwashed guys on either side. Enduring the pain, Wang Ergou looked at the regional manager on the stage—"Teacher Dingxiang".

He, being from a lower-level position, shouldn't be qualified to attend the lectures; those attending are all from higher levels.

However, Manager Gao wanted to intimidate the newcomer and teach him a lesson, so he had him placed at the very back.

A woman in a purple dress stood on the stage, talking at length about this month's sales figures. Her voice was stern and harsh, and her surgically enhanced face twitched slightly unnaturally under the lights.

When the topic turned to the top-tier lecturers, the woman forced a frantic smile.

"Now, please welcome our top-tier lecturer," a woman's sharp voice announced, "please give a round of applause to our representative from Z City—Teacher Tianxiao!"

The enthusiastic applause from below overwhelmed everything like a tidal wave.

Wang Ergou hunched over, clapping groggily.

The back door opened, and a person dressed in a dark red Tang suit walked in.

The cane tapped on the red carpet, steady and producing a suffocating muffled sound.

As she got closer, the woman squinted and looked through the man's stone mirror to see that he was a young man with hair gel, his medium-length hair styled into a slicked-back look, and he had a fairly muscular build.

—They're a bit too young.

But in this line of work, these young guys might be the real devils.

The woman who got to this point must be quite clever. The moment she looked at the other person, she understood why he was a "top lecturer." A devil disguised as a young person is always hard to guard against.

Wang Ergou felt that this young man was somewhat familiar.

Even he himself didn't know what he was thinking about when the person was a complete stranger.

Your performance was truly excellent.

"Excellent."

A cold electronic sound sounded.

"Are you ready?"

The response to Bo Bing was enthusiastic applause from below.

Bo Bing maintained her "persona," picked up a whiteboard marker, and began to "lecture."

[Sales pitch] Start.

[Powerful] Start-up.

[Cold Fire Ignites Ice] Activated.

"—Now, we are the most powerful and awesome bosses in the 'Golden Deer' Empire!"