Living in a county town, starting as a stock market maker...

My mother Meng Xiaoyan's words still echoed in my ears.

"Mom, don't worry about this."

I know what I'm doing.

"Besides, I don't have time to deal with her right now. The company just landed a big client, I'm busy."

This is not an excuse.

The next day, Gu Ming returned to his small office of about 20 square meters, where the big client was already waiting.

She was still dressed the same way, her white Porsche parked on the side of the road, looking out of place on this old street.

Shen An'an sat on the only guest sofa in the office, her legs elegantly crossed.

She was wearing makeup, her hair was meticulously styled, and there was a cool, sophisticated perfume scent in the air.

But when she looked at this shabby office, there was an undisguised arrogance in her eyes.

Gu Ming pushed the door open and came in. Only then did she turn her gaze away from the peeling paint on the radiator in the corner and look at him.

"You're three minutes late."

She glanced at the watch covered in tiny diamonds and said.

"Sorry, there's traffic."

Gu Ming gave a casual reply, walked behind the boss's desk, sat down, and turned on the computer.

He didn't explain further.

Shen An'an frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with his attitude.

"You're Gu Ming?"

She asked again, her tone scrutinizing.

"it's me."

"I saw that 'spiritual young woman' account you created."

Shen An'an said directly, "Although it's very corny, it did become popular, which means you have some talent."

She used the word "skill" as if she were evaluating a craftsman.

"Now, I want you to make me famous, ten times more famous than them."

She leaned forward slightly, stared at Gu Ming, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"I want to be a top fashion blogger."

Gu Ming's fingers stopped on the keyboard.

He raised his head and looked at Shen An'an properly for the first time.

He began to assess the situation mentally.

He immediately analyzed and categorized all the information about the girl in front of him.

Advantages: Good-looking and with a good figure.

Her clothes are all made with money; you can tell they're brand names.

He has an air of nobility that comes from being raised in a wealthy family.

The external conditions are very good.

Weakness: Eyes.

Her eyes lacked warmth; they held a haughty, disdainful gaze that would make ordinary people feel distant.

The way they speak is also problematic; their tone is too aggressive, and they always use a commanding tone, which is a big no-no in short videos.

The key issue is that it lacks substance.

Gu Ming was certain that her understanding of fashion was simply about buying expensive brands and knowing about the latest styles, but she couldn't explain the underlying concepts behind the designs.

The internal conditions are too poor.

It's just a pretty vase with no ideas, no story, only money.

Given these conditions, do you want to become a fashion blogger who expresses opinions based on professional knowledge and personal charm?

Totally impossible.

After completing the assessment, Gu Ming had a clear understanding of the situation.

He leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms in front of him, and calmly began to speak.

"Ms. Shen," he said without any formality, "a fashion blogger isn't just about wearing expensive clothes."

"You need to have an aesthetic sense, understand the brand's history and design, and have your own opinions that people like, and even be able to start a trend."

Seeing Shen An'an's expression gradually change, Gu Ming continued unhurriedly:

"And to be honest, I don't see any of these qualities in you."

"So, becoming a top fashion blogger isn't for you. Or rather, you're still a long way off."

For the first time, Shen An'an's face showed a look of astonishment.

She had always been surrounded by people who fawned over her since she was a child, and this was the first time she had ever heard someone say so directly and mercilessly that she was no good.

"What do you mean?"

"What's not fashionable about what I'm wearing? Everything I'm wearing is brand new! How dare you say I don't know anything about fashion?"

She was touched on a sore spot.

A man wearing an ordinary T-shirt, sitting in a dilapidated office, actually said she didn't understand fashion.

She could barely control her emotions.

"I'm paying you to make me famous, not to lecture me! I don't want to hear your lectures!"

She stood up excitedly.

Gu Ming didn't argue with her; he just watched her quietly until she finished venting.

Once she had caught her breath, Gu Mingcai spoke again, changing the subject.

"Since you insist on going down the fashion path and don't want to hear those grand theories, we can try a different approach."

Shen An'an looked at him warily.

"We are not fashion critics."

Gu Ming tapped his fingers lightly on the table and uttered a new phrase, "We'll be the fashion terminators."

"What... the Terminator?"

Shen An'an was stunned for a moment.

"The meaning is very simple."

"We don't offer opinions, we just demonstrate the process. We don't tell others what's worth buying, we just buy everything."

"For example, we'll create a persona for you as a wealthy woman immersing herself in shopping. The first video is called 'Challenge to Empty the Hermès Store,' where we book the entire store and buy all the bags, scarves, and accessories."

"We won't judge which is better or more classic. We'll just use the camera to capture the process of swiping cards, packing up, and emptying the entire store. Let all viewers experience the thrill of shopping."

"Believe me, Ms. Shen. The direct impact of spending money is far more appealing than any fashion commentary."

Shen An'an was captivated by the scene Gu Ming described.

The anger on her face gradually subsided, and she even became somewhat inclined to give it a try.

Selling all my Hermès bags?

This way of playing sounds... kind of interesting.

Gu Ming noticed the change in her expression and knew that his proposal had persuaded her.

But he still needs to confirm one last thing.

money.

There is also a sincere desire to cooperate.

He deliberately acted cautiously, tentatively probing as he said:

"However... Ms. Shen, this plan will cost a lot of money. Clearing out a Hermès store all at once might require... a very large sum of money."

He spoke while watching Shen An'an's reaction.

"How about, just to be on the safe side, we don't do such a large-scale first phase? How about we start with a trial version?"

He pretended to be meticulous about calculating costs for his clients and continued:

"For example, let's start with a lower-end LV brand. The goal is to buy all the new LV items from the boutique this season, including clothes, bags, shoes... I estimate that just buying these items for one video would cost several hundred thousand to a million yuan. We can use this budget to test the waters and see the market reaction. What do you think?"

Gu Ming was making plans in his mind.

Several hundred thousand is not a small amount for a rich second-generation who drives a Porsche, but he should be able to afford it.

This is a good opportunity to probe her background.

However, the scenario he envisioned—where customers started to hesitate—did not materialize at all.

The moment Shen An'an heard words like "testing the waters," "LV," and "hundreds of thousands," the excitement on her face vanished instantly.

Instead, a strange expression appeared on his face, a mixture of confusion and pity.

She looked at Gu Ming as if he were a fool.

"Testing the waters?"

She interrupted Gu Ming and gently shook her head.

Then, she did something that Gu Ming had never expected.

She picked up the Hermès handbag from the table, took out her phone, unlocked it, opened the photo album, found a picture, and then pushed the phone in front of Gu Ming.

It was a shopping receipt.

Two million three hundred and seventy thousand euros.

Gu Ming's mind went blank for three seconds.

He even subconsciously moved closer to repeatedly confirm the currency symbol and the long string of zeros that followed.

EUR.

Converted to RMB at the current exchange rate, it's roughly... over 18 million?

This is... a receipt from a shopping trip in Paris a few days ago?

Gu Ming was still reeling from the number when Shen An'an's innocent and puzzled question dealt him another heavy blow.

"How much money can I spend on this store?"

She asked the question casually, as if it were the price of a head of cabbage.

"Is such a complicated trial necessary?"

She put her phone away, looked at the dumbfounded Gu Ming, and asked one last question seriously.

"Just tell me directly, how much money do I need to spend to become more famous than those young, 'energetic' girls?"

"Five million, is that enough?"

"I'll add more if it's not enough."

Gu Ming felt that his understanding of money had been completely refreshed.

He originally thought he was just negotiating a collaboration with a wealthy second-generation heir.

He also used his past business experience to carefully design solutions, test the other party's financial resources, and control costs and risks.

Now he realizes he was wrong, terribly wrong.

The person in front of him wasn't some rich kid; he was a wealthy person he could never have imagined—a chaebol heiress.

All his previous caution, cost calculations, and risk control seemed particularly laughable and pathetic in front of this girl.

After the immense shock, his heart began to race uncontrollably.

He realized that this was more than just a customer; it was a tremendous opportunity.

As long as we can do this project well, let alone one Star Media, even opening ten more would not be a problem!

This is an opportunity that could propel him to the top!

Gu Ming said to Shen An'an:

"Miss Shen, I take back what I just said."

"We're not going to do any more testing the waters."

"We're going to do something big, something that will make everyone remember you from the very beginning."