I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

The parent-child interaction time made the viewers in the live broadcast room extremely envious.

Wow! Zhizhi is dressed as a princess today, she looks so beautiful!

[Damn it! They tricked me into having a daughter again!]

[Haha, the little star has finally appeared! I love watching her.]

This girl is so well-behaved and adorable, I'm so jealous!

I wish I had a daughter as adorable as Zhizhi.

Yang Zhiyao's appearance immediately enlivened the live stream.

The live stream's popularity instantly surged to 65%.

The perspective shifts to Feng Xin's side.

Emerging from her daze, she completely lost her fighting spirit.

Although she received many more donations in the live stream, she lost an additional 10 yuan and an A-grade venue.

So, she lost a lot of money.

Seeing her dejected state, everyone rushed to her side to comfort her.

Feng Xin is very good to her subordinates, as can be seen from her behavior when she is angry.

They might glare at you, or deduct your salary, etc.

There was never any beating, scolding, insulting, or even expulsion.

Feng Xin was extremely disappointed at this moment. An indescribable sadness lingered in her heart for a long time.

Xiaoyu thought she was sad because she lost the game, and patiently comforted her:

"Sister Xin, cheer up. Although we lost, but..."

Feng Xin waved her hand to interrupt Xiao Yu, and thinking of that tall figure, she sighed and said dejectedly:

"That girl... is too strong!"

"I underestimated my opponent..."

"Even if I personally went to fight her on the same stage, I still wouldn't be able to win."

"Zou Kai and his team deserved their defeat perfectly!"

Xiao Yu was still shocked to hear the stubborn and strong-willed Feng Xin say such a thing.

She's been with Feng Xin for almost five years. This woman is very tough and has never backed down, no matter what.

Even the legendary singer Shen Shiyu is trash in her eyes.

But today, she actually backed down in music, in her own area of ​​expertise.

Xiaoyu followed the other person's gaze and turned her head to look.

The person who had been constantly belittling and criticizing Liao Chen'an was nowhere to be found at this moment.

The world is perfectly achieved with only Sister Xin injured.

For once, the straightforward Xiaoyu displayed unusually high emotional intelligence, choosing to remain silent.

She knew that offering too much advice would be useless; Feng Xin needed to process her own bitterness.

However, the other party suddenly spoke up:

"In a little while, go add that woman on WeChat."

"Give the other party 100,000 yuan and the live streaming transfer agreement."

This abrupt order greatly surprised Xiaoyu.

"Sister Xin...are you alright?"

Xiao Yu asked a question instinctively to further ascertain Feng Xin's mental state.

"I am fine."

"I really can't beat her..."

Feng Xin's tone was unusually gentle, though it subtly revealed her resentment.

The young male anchor gave an awkward smirk, but swallowed back what he wanted to say.

...

The side exit of Times Square.

Because the terrain is winding, there aren't many pedestrians here.

"Dad, I have to admit, this woman is really something."

"Her musical talent completely surpasses that of her senior, Feng Xin."

Even I couldn't resist and tipped her 200...

Liao Chen'an, bundled up tightly, hurried along as she made a phone call.

He wished he could transform into the Flash and get home in a second.

"Are you home? Could you write me a piece of calligraphy? That way I'll have a legitimate reason to strike up a conversation with her."

"If someone like that joined my company, wouldn't I be soaring to new heights!"

When talking about his most crucial idea, Liao Chen'an was so excited that he forgot to look at the road ahead.

With a loud bang, Liao Chen'an suddenly stumbled back several steps, and his phone almost flew out of his hand.

He felt a burning sensation on his shoulder, as if he had hit a hard steel plate.

"Huh? What's wrong...?"

Liao Chen'an winced in pain.

The pain awakened his anger. Liao Chen'an was about to retort, but he swallowed the words back down.

The other person is more handsome than me, but that's not the point.

The key is his aura; just by standing there, he exudes a sense of oppression befitting someone in a superior position.

"Watch the road."

The man remained expressionless, simply uttered a few words, and then walked away from him.

"Feel sorry.."

Liao Chen'an knew he was in the wrong and apologized.

Staring blankly at the other person's departing figure, I felt a strange sense of familiarity.

"Strange...why does that person look so familiar?"

Is he a celebrity too?

Liao Chen'an scratched his head in confusion, then suddenly remembered that he had important things to do and quickly left.

...

time Square.

Yang Xue is currently holding Yang Zhiyao and enthusiastically interacting with the live chat.

Having returned with a full load, she has switched back to her live stream.

Within an hour of the broadcast starting, the number of viewers had reached 130,000.

This is thanks to Feng Xin's "support".

The comment section was full of self-righteous lay Buddhists, who finally felt triumphant and could hold their heads high.

Now that we've won, we have to show our true colors.

[I was there; the woman is now on a mental breakdown! The whole team is comforting her, it feels so good!]

Snow God, continue to punish that woman! Don't pity her!

This is what she deserved; a washed-up star, what a pretentious act!

Now that the mission isn't accomplished, we've flooded her livestream and Weibo accounts, including her Red Notes account...

Yang Xue held Zhizhi, quietly scrolling through the comments, smiling but not responding.

She thought to herself:

"They haven't given me the money yet, I don't want to be ruthless and cause them to back out. What if they change their minds?"

"As for your attitude and such, you can do that. I'll just watch the show."

Because of her premature victory, Yang Xue found herself in a period of inactivity in live streaming.

She suddenly thought of a few of her girlfriends who were good at getting things done, and decided to let them make an appearance.

Expanding the Xiaolong team is also her core mission.

Yang Xue whispered a few words in her daughter's ear, and Yang Zhiyao listened carefully with her big, dark eyes.

After saying that, she didn't forget to kiss her daughter's cheek and pat her.

The little girl ran back to the side platform.

Soon after, Gao Linlin, Gu Tiantian, and Gao Xiaolan, who looked somewhat awkward, gathered around Yang Xue.

Yang Xue plucked the strings of her zither, immediately attracting everyone's attention. Everyone thought that the Snow Goddess was about to sing again, so their attention became much more focused.

Yang Xue, with a serious expression, extended her left hand behind her back and introduced:

"As you can see, Xiaolong Media has many excellent anchors."

"They all come from poor families because of the pressures of life."

"It was fate that brought us together in the Xiaolong Media family."

As she spoke, Yang Xue stood up and said more solemnly:

"As their older sister, I benefited from the warmth of this online phenomenon, so I have an obligation to call my younger sisters over to join me in this community."

"I hope everyone can share some of their affection for me with them as well; these girls really have it tough."

As she spoke, Yang Xue bowed deeply to the camera.

Gao Linlin, Gao Xiaolan, Gu Tiantian and the others all had red eyes, which were covered with a layer of water.

Seeing the eldest sister bow, they also bowed to the screen in perfect unison.

The likes and gifts in the live stream were coming in incredibly fast.

...

Xiaolong Media

Hello everyone... I'm Gao Linlin, a DJ from Xiaolong Media.

Hello everyone, I'm Gao Xiaolan, a post-production engineer at Xiaolong Media.

[I'm Gu Tiantian, a host from Xiaolong Media. It's nice to meet you all.]

Jiang Xiaolong stared at the computer screen and silently took a drag of his cigarette.

He sniffed and then dialed Zhu Yan's number.

Hey...you better be busy!

I'm annoyed right now.

Zhu Yan's dejected and impatient tone came from the other end of the phone.

Smoke shrouded Jiang Xiaolong's handsome face, and his voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Yan Yan, thank you..."

Jiang Xiaolong's voice is unusually emotional.

Zhu Yan panicked immediately...

[Huh? What's wrong with you...?]

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly accused him in a tearful voice:

I've already told you to quit smoking!

[Would it kill you to smoke less?!]

[Doctor...what do you mean...? Is it middle or late stage?]