Chapter 62

One of the most painful things in the world is to be too clever for your own good and end up shooting yourself in the foot.

Things have developed to this point and there is no room for maneuver.

A golden light flashed before my eyes, and it was Zhezhi's pinned comment again.

This time there are only two words.

【hurry up. 】

"Okay, I'll do it." Meng Fan gritted his teeth, "Wait a moment, I'll go get some makeup remover."

The room where she broadcasts live is very small. In order to avoid the camera and make the background in the shot look less messy, the dressing table is placed in the corner.

Meng Fan was searching for something he needed among a pile of bottles and jars, but other thoughts came to his mind.

Even if she lost the PK and was severely punished, she could still make good use of this opportunity to win Jiang Zhuoyan's favor.

A blessing in disguise. What if Jiang Zhuoyan felt sorry for her and took pity on her? Wouldn't that give her a chance?

When she returned to the camera, Meng Fan's face was smiling again. But it was easy to see that her eyes were slightly red, as if she had just cried, wiped away her tears and returned to the live broadcast.

"I'll start now, I hope I don't scare anyone."

In fact, the comments from passers-by are quite fair. Meng Fan's foundation is indeed average, and she usually appears with heavy makeup. This is the first time she has appeared without makeup during a live broadcast, not to mention that there is no beauty filter.

Many people came to watch the fun from other live broadcast rooms. When the makeup was half removed, the barrage on the public screen was out of control and it was a mess.

The "Moments" app has a large number of users, and there are quite a few people with low quality. Moreover, they hide behind the screen, and what they say is even more unbearable to hear.

So makeup is really a black art, right? The difference between before and after is so huge.

[Host, did you eat that person just now? ]

[This is hilarious, this is a scam, right? Fans can ask for a refund at this level.]

…

Meng Fan was so angry that his hands were shaking, but he couldn't get angry either, so he could only pretend to be magnanimous.

She forced a smile and pretended to be in good spirits. "Please forgive me, I'm not a good-looking anchor. I make a living by my talent."

Chen Fengni watched with interest as Meng Fan removed all of her makeup, then took a deep breath and turned off the beauty filter.

In an instant, the flaws on her face were exposed without any modification.

Dry lips, dull skin, dark circles from staying up late... without the fig leaf, all the flaws are infinitely magnified by the high-definition camera and presented to the audience.

The ridicule on the public screen became louder, and some fans even began to say that they found it hard to accept.

Shen Fengni looked at Meng Fan's flushed face and felt that it was almost time. "Pour some water and then end it."

She said this not out of sympathy for Meng Fan. After all, Meng Fan brought it upon himself and there was nothing to pity him.

It's just that she was already very strong in the early stages. If she doesn't show appropriate tolerance and understanding now, the audience present will think she is arrogant and domineering, which will affect her popularity.

Nuonuo and Xingrentang also quickly agreed.

"Yes, there is one last punishment. You can go home after you finish it."

"Come on, Fanfan, you've worked hard."

Meng Fan said nothing, picked up the water cup next to him and put it on his hair.

The water splashed all over her body, making her look miserable. Water droplets trickled down her long hair, gathering into a wet puddle on the ground.

Meng Fan lowered her head, her thin shoulders seemed to tremble, and she said in a tearful voice, "Sister Zhezhi, is it okay now?"

Zhezhi is very frugal with words: OK.

Meng Fan wiped the water off his face and whispered, "Well, since it's like this, I can't continue broadcasting. I'll end it first. See you later, teachers."

It should have been a pitiful scene, but unfortunately, without makeup and beauty filters, the effect of selling pity was greatly reduced. Only a few fans posted comments expressing their sympathy and gave some small gifts.

After Meng Fan exited the connection, he went off the air directly. Chen Fengni exchanged a few words with the other two and said goodbye politely.

The subsequent live broadcast returned to its usual calm, and nothing chaotic happened.

After the broadcast, Xu Weiyi came over and placed a mobile phone in front of Shen Fengni.

She stretched herself and seemed to be in a good mood. "Well, I did okay, didn't I?"

Chen Fengni took the phone, and the screen showed Zhezhi's personal account interface.

She smiled and said, "Very well."

Before Jiang Zhuoyan left, he left the account "Zhezhi" to her and saved the login information on her mobile phone so that she could use it at any time, just in case.

Because of all the previous events, Shen Fengni had been on guard against Meng Fan, so before today's broadcast, she logged into Zhezhi's account with her mobile phone, and then gave the phone to Xu Weiyi, asking her to act according to the circumstances.

Sure enough, Jiang Zhuoyan's preparation for a rainy day was right, and Zhezhi's account really came in handy.

Song Manman came over and was shocked by the balance on the screen. "Oh my god, Mr. Jiang has over a million in this account. Is this the world of the rich?"

Because Shen Fengni and Jiang Zhuoyan seemed to have a very good relationship, she was not even surprised when she learned that Jiang Zhuoyan was Zhezhi. She thought everything was reasonable.

"This little bit of money is nothing to Mr. Jiang." Xu Weiyi said with a smile, "But I really have to thank Mr. Jiang for letting me experience what it's like to be a big spender in a livestream."

She used Jiang Zhuoyan's account to buy all the gifts just now, without having to worry about the spending limit. The experience was excellent, and she still feels happy when she thinks about it now.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Xu Weiyi and Song Manman left work first.

Chen Fengni stayed alone for a while, planning to send private messages of thanks to the fans who had given her gifts today before leaving.

At this moment, a private message suddenly popped up on Zhezhi's account.

Meng Fan: Sister Zhezhi, are you there?

Shen Fengni looked at the private message and suddenly found it very interesting.

She curled her lips slightly and replied: Is there something wrong?

Meng Fan: Sorry, sister, I didn’t mean to disturb you.

Meng Fan: I just came here to apologize to you.

Zhezhi: What are you apologizing for?

Meng Fan: It’s just… I had an appointment with Feng Ni to exchange talents today, but I didn’t expect my friend to want to PK right away. The atmosphere was right, and there was nothing I could do.

Meng Fan: Is it because they suddenly said they wanted to have a PK that Sister Zhezhi got angry?

It is true.

Shen Fengni sneered in his heart.

If Meng Fan really wanted to apologize for changing his plans, he would have taken the initiative to send her a private message instead of sending a pitiful private message to Zhezhi.

There is only one purpose for finding Zhezhitou, and that is to poach people.

There is an unwritten rule in the live streaming industry that fans are free to follow which anchor they want, but as an anchor, you cannot actively poach other people's fans.

Behavior like Meng Fan's is disapproved of by most anchors.

Moreover, neither Zhezhi nor Chen Fengni showed any displeasure at this sudden PK. Meng Fan deliberately brought it up, which seemed like he was trying to cover up the truth.

Broken branch: lifeless.

Meng Fan: I’m glad you’re not angry. You scared me.

Meng Fan: Sister, you like to listen to traditional Chinese songs, right?

Meng Fan: I have a lot too. Come and play when you are free, sister.

Shen Fengni raised her lower lip slightly and typed slowly on the keyboard.

Zhezhi: I’m not angry because I don’t take you seriously.

Break the branch: Don’t connect it again in the future.

Zhezhi: The punishment next time won’t be so light.

After Shen Fengni finished sending the message, she blocked Meng Fan without waiting for his reply. She leaned back in her chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

The lights in the room have been turned off. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the lights and shadows are blurry, and the night in the city is about to begin.

Shen Fengni sat in the darkness and suddenly wanted to know what Jiang Zhuoyan was doing now.

As if with telepathy, the phone screen flickered.

Shen Fengni picked up the phone, "Hello?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then a familiar voice rang out, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Zhuoyan was as perceptive as ever, and could immediately detect that she was in a bad mood. Shen Fengni knew that she couldn't hide it from him, so she simply said frankly, "It's okay, just a little tired."

"What happened?"

The company has a special live broadcast recording system to facilitate post-live broadcast review and analysis. Instead of hiding it and letting Jiang Zhuoyan investigate, it is better to explain everything clearly yourself.

Although, she really didn't want Jiang Zhuoyan to worry about her besides work.

Shen Fengni paused and recounted everything that happened in the afternoon.

Finally, she concluded her statement, "So, if you hadn't given me your account in advance, I would have been the one being fined today."

"I'm glad you're okay," Jiang Zhuoyan said. She then asked, "Why are you unhappy? The matter has been resolved. What else is bothering you?"

Shen Fengni sighed, "I just don't understand why she does this."

To be fair, she and Meng Fan had only known each other for about a week and had not had much interaction, let alone offended her. However, she had to endure such groundless malice for no reason, which really made her unhappy.

"Perhaps her behavior is unreasonable, or perhaps it's just out of jealousy, but Feng Ni, you don't need to worry about it."

Jiang Zhuoyan's voice was very gentle, like a spring breeze brushing past her ears, "Instead of wasting time on her, it's better to think about happy things, like how I miss you every day."

Such a straightforward expression made Shen Fengni blush slightly. She sighed softly, "As you say, Nian Nian."

Then she complained coquettishly, "You have so much money in your account, and you really trust me with it."

"What's the big deal?" Jiang Zhuoyan held the phone closer, as if this would bring her closer to the person on the other side. "Everything I have belongs to you, including myself."

His girlfriend's ability to say sweet words has improved by leaps and bounds recently. Chen Fengni is impressed by her, but she has to admit that she benefits a lot from it.

Words are powerful, especially when spoken by someone important, they are even more gentle and firm.

The two chatted for a while, and only after confirming that Shen Fengni's mood had improved did Jiang Zhuoyan hang up the phone.

The scenery outside the car window flew by, and the blurred light and shadow reflected in her eyes seemed even deeper.

Meng Fan's actions had already crossed that line. Moreover, she always felt that things were not that simple...

Just because she was reluctant to let Shen Fengni worry about it didn't mean that the matter would just be let go.

Chen Fengni only needs to be responsible for making people happy, and she will do the dirty work.

Jiang Zhuoyan flipped through the address book and dialed a number.

Before the first beep sounded in the receiver, the other party picked up the phone, "Hello, Mr. Jiang."

"Find out who hired Meng Fan." Jiang Zhuoyan's voice was emotionless. "I want the video footage of her interview and all her previous work experience."