Chapter 8 Nightclub Live Stream

The women's conversation sent chills down Jiang Mian's spine, while they continued to chat and laugh as if they were detached from the situation.

Zhang Mo: "Oh, right, I brought you a box of pearls, all of them are natural. They're just as good as those foreign luxury goods you bought."

"Wow, thank you, darling!" Sunny was stunned as she took the box Zhang Mo handed her. Inside was a whole box of large, lustrous, and delicate pearls. The luster was clearly incomparable to ordinary artificially cultivated pearls; they were obviously high-end products. "Where did you get these?"

Zhang Mo laughed, then said mysteriously, "Would you believe me if I said I caught a beautiful male mermaid and made him cry on the spot?"

Jiang Mian, who was originally leaning on the railing and taking pictures of the three wolf cubs with her phone, turned around instantly upon hearing this, looking nervously at Sunny with eyes full of tension and unease, as if worried that her little secret would be exposed.

Sunny patted Zhang Mo's thigh, laughing so hard she was shaking: "Why don't you just say you're Qin Shi Huang? How about this, if you can send him to my room, I'll believe you."

Jiang Mian: "......"

"Alright, I'm just teasing you. Come on, let's have a drink." Zhang Mo smiled and raised her glass. "To world peace."

Sunny chimed in, "May all those scumbags die."

The two clinked glasses and said, "Cheers."

They were as loving and harmonious as a perfect couple.

Jiang Mian was deeply shocked:

Noticing Jiang Mian's absent-mindedness, Zhang Mo pointed at him and said, "Hey, what did I ask you to come here for? You're staring at the screen, didn't you see those three disappear from the frame?"

"Oh, sorry..." Jiang Mian quickly turned her head away and returned to her work, not daring to look at the two ambitious female soldiers anymore.

Sunny also felt that Jiang Mian's reaction was very unprofessional, and clicked her tongue: "You're basically a makeshift team. Send me the live stream."

Zhang Mo took out her phone and opened the "Shan Hai Live" app. To be honest, this was the first time she had officially opened the app.

The app's homepage prominently displays that, despite being a large live streaming platform, only five streamers are currently broadcasting.

It seems that these demons, who are provided with food and lodging, have absolutely no sense of being a working person. Their main goal is to lie down, eat, and wait to die.

But it doesn't matter, I have plenty of ways to motivate these guys.

With that in mind, Zhang Mo searched for the words "Dugu Sanpilang" in the app.

This streamer account was just created and has no followers yet, which makes it seem rather pathetic.

Zhang Mo had specifically instructed Jiang Mian to create some fake followers in advance to make the data look better.

As a result, Jiang Mian, Lang Ri, Lang Yue, and Lang Xing all looked at him with innocent and bewildered eyes—

What are zombie followers? What is data manipulation? Does our platform have these functions?

Zhang Mo: Okay.

There isn't a single person on this platform with normal intelligence, from top to bottom. They don't understand any industry rules. No wonder this platform has turned out like this.

Sunny kept her head down, staring at Zhang Mo's actions. She was speechless when she saw the name "Dugu Sanpilang" (Three Lone Wolves), and even more silent when she saw the zero number of followers: "...Are you starting from scratch to play a character development game?"

Zhang Mo clicked "Follow," increasing her follower count by one. She smiled confidently and said, "Just think of it as a management simulation game I just wrote." Then she entered the live stream and casually shared the link with Sunny.

Sunny clicked on the webpage link on her phone. The screen showed a bird's-eye view of three tall, handsome men with amazing physiques, surrounded by a crowd, swaying their bodies with abandon. Their faces wore confident, happy smiles without a trace of greasiness, but they couldn't hide the masculine hormones emanating from their perfectly sculpted arm muscles and full, muscular chests. This contrast only added to the allure, making it hard to look away.

Sunny clicked the tip button almost faster than she thought, and was then prompted to download the app and register.

While going through the registration process, Sunny complained to Zhang Mo, "The registration process on your app is a bit laggy, it's not smooth at all."

Zhang Mo nodded, accepted the suggestion, and took out her phone: "Xiao Tian, ​​add a memo and urge the tech department to optimize the registration process." The truth is, so far, she'd only met with four people in the entire company, and she didn't even know where the tech department was located.

But don't worry, take it slow.

Xiao Tian: "Yes, Master, added."

Sunny was used to the technical methods she often used and wasn't surprised. She even joked, "You don't do it yourself? Oh, right, you're the big boss now, it's really different."

Zhang Mo: "Since we're paying them to support us, we can't let them do nothing."

Sunny finally completed the registration and, after clicking to follow, generously selected the gift with the highest face value.

A sports car worth 1000 yuan.

Sunny: "Why is the highest price only 1000? Other platforms have prices like 6666 and 8888." This made her unhappy with her spending.

Zhang Mo quickly responded to the customer's feedback: "Xiao Tian, ​​add a memo and add a high-value gift."

Xiao Tian: "Yes, Master, added."

Sunny: "So good."

Sunny stopped when she got to the payment page.

Sunny suddenly looked up at a large screen by the dance floor and muttered to herself, "Wait, I can't be the only one spending money."

Zhang Mo smiled slightly, already knowing what was going on: "When you're projecting, remember to put a QR code next to it."

"You little brat, you planned this from the beginning, didn't you?" Sunny's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but playfully pinch Zhang Mo's cheek. "But I love how ruthless you are when you're pursuing your career." Then she went downstairs to arrange the details.

Before long, the background screen, which had only been playing some futuristic animation effects to accompany the music, suddenly lit up, and the figures of three handsome men immediately attracted everyone's attention. In an instant, the girls' excited screams could be heard one after another.

Backstage, the DJ, accompanied by pounding drums, roared in a highly rousing voice: "Tonight's entire bill is on Ms. Zhang, the beautiful owner of 'Shanhai Live'!!! Let's all thank Ms. Zhang!!!"

These words immediately drew thunderous cheers, after all, there is nothing more enjoyable in this world than getting something for free.

Everyone else was happy, except for the hapless Jiang Mian, who was heartbroken.

The lighting technician skillfully shone a spotlight on Zhang Mo's booth, and cleverly focused the light only on Zhang Mo's feet.

From a distance, people downstairs can only see a pair of incredibly long legs, but cannot see the owner's face, which only fuels their imagination.

Amidst the screams of the crowd, there was a cacophony of murmurs—

"Shanhai Live? What kind of live streaming platform is that? I've never heard of it before."

"These triplets are so handsome!!! My God!!! Are they even real?!"

"Vocal, did you see those legs? It's one thing for the streamer to be handsome, but how come the boss is so good-looking too?!"

"What's going on? These handsome guys on the screen are actually here?"

"Aaaaaaah, where is it??? Let me see!!!"

Gradually, the crowd realized that the three handsome men in the live stream were actually there. They dispersed, avoiding the camera, and formed a small, hollow circle around the three men in the center.

Triplets are rare enough, let alone three people who are so handsome that they are truly eye-catching.

Most of the people had already taken out their phones and started taking pictures, their eyes sparkling.

Lang Xing was puzzled. Considering that Lang Ri had a Bluetooth microphone, he quietly asked Lang Yue, "Why are you surrounding us? What does this mean?"

Lang Yue: "Are you going to watch us perform?" He'd seen it in TV dramas, but the one he saw was breaking a boulder on one's chest. This one is simple, but it seems there aren't any props here.

Lang Xing: "But I don't know how either."

Lang Yue thought about Zhang Mo's words: "Do whatever you know how to do."

Lang Xing had a sudden inspiration: "Then I'll perform a somersault!"

Then, incredibly, he jumped up from the spot and did thirty somersaults without stopping at the same point.

Moreover, to demonstrate the difficulty, he also performed a trick, doing a somersault with one hand.

This requires exceptional arm and core strength, not to mention precise balance!

Of course, what's even more eye-catching is the beautifully shaped eight-pack abs that are occasionally revealed when the hem of his clothes is lifted up during the somersault.

The girls' screams nearly lifted the roof off.

Seeing that the audience seemed to really enjoy the training moves, Lang Yue then demonstrated a push-up by pressing her little finger to the ground.

The girls cheered and urged Lang Ri to sit on Lang Yue's back. The three brothers had often pressed each other's legs together when they first started learning martial arts, so Lang Ri didn't think much of it and did as they were told.

With a 185cm tall man sitting on his back, Lang Yue still managed to do an astonishingly impressive little finger push-up.

Now, even the boys were left far behind and completely convinced.