Chapter 4 [Changed] The guests have all torn me apart...
This time I definitely won't lose money: [The web series I invested in before flopped, but luckily yours made me quite a bit of money, so the books are barely hanging on. My dad has strictly forbidden me from touching any money in the second half of the year.]
Please do not disturb: [We are planning to launch a new product next month and are looking for a spokesperson.]
Stunning beauty Su Yunruo: [Aren't you afraid your store will get vandalized if you hire me as your spokesperson?]
Please don't bother me: [If your product gets smashed, do some online marketing to play the victim, then get a popular influencer to review it, and after the review, do a live stream to sell it cheaply, aiming for high volume and low profit.]
The stunningly beautiful Su Yunruo: [What if I didn't get hit?]
Don't bother me: [Then I'll lie and say you're the spokesperson for all my products, and fleece you.]
Su Yunruo: ...
I can't talk to Cheng the Skinflint any longer, or I'll be squeezed dry.
The stunningly beautiful Su Yunruo: [Do you have any resources on Orange Video? I'm planning to produce a variety show there. I'll participate, one of you can sponsor and the other can produce; the three of us can team up and make a fortune.]
In this way, as long as you invite three people related to the task to participate, you can complete the system task, connect with Orange Video, and make money—perfect!
...
Some things, if the person in charge is determined to push them forward, can progress as fast as a rocket. The next morning, Su Yunruo received the good news that Orange Video was in contact with the three mission targets.
Just as he was about to head out to meet with his two allies to discuss the details, Jiang Chunrou arrived again in a flurry of activity with Xiao Ou.
The peonies in the study had just been changed and sprayed with water, their petals and leaves unfurling. The butler brought in tea and placed it beside him, but sensing the awkward atmosphere, he silently withdrew.
"Yesterday, the top trending topic was you being criticized for being a marketing stunt; today, the top trending topic is netizens crowdfunding for you to participate in 'Let's Travel Together'."
Su Yunruo and Xiao Ou listened attentively to the lesson, their hands resting on their knees like kindergarten children in class.
"With the frequency with which you trend on social media, even the big spenders on trending topics would be envious."
Su Yunru blinked and obediently raised her little hand to speak: "Does this count as saving the company advertising costs?"
Jiang Chunrou raised her hand to her chest and rubbed her aching breasts. "It will only increase my medical expenses."
Su Yunruo was forced to mute herself due to moral constraints.
After a while, Jiang Chunrou got back to the point, "Let's Travel Together is an outdoor live-streaming variety show that Orange Live has been preparing for more than half a year. The original plan was to find a few older female stars to take a few newcomers on a trip abroad, but their boss seems to have suddenly changed his mind."
Su Yunruo leaned back in her chair, blinking her big eyes. "What does this have to do with me?"
It's best if no one else knows about these money-making secrets.
Moreover, it also contains information about the system.
Even though the system hadn't made any requests, Su Yunruo didn't intend for anyone to know that she had suddenly been bound to something. The system's response that day made her realize that this thing wasn't exclusively hers, and that telling others about it would easily make her seem crazy.
"It has a lot to do with it."
Thanks to Su Yunruo's superb acting skills, Jiang Chunrou indeed didn't notice anything amiss.
Hover the mouse over the giant screen to open the web version of Weibo, click on the top trending topic, and a pop-up Weibo comment section appears:
If the production team could invite Su Yunruo to participate, I would call this show the best in the last decade.
At the very bottom of a row of "hahahahaha" comments, someone offered an explanation for this "most powerful show": "They've all publicly dissed Su Yunruo."
When asked by reporters if he would be attracted to working with Su Yunruo, actor Zhou Kantian said, "Su Yunruo is very beautiful, but I like girls who are serious, hardworking and kind."
"Wait a minute, is this considered a diss?" A hint of confusion appeared in her bright eyes. "Wasn't he praising my looks?"
"..."
Jiang Chunrou's silence was deafening; she looked at Xiao Ou.
Xiao Ou understood immediately, "Miss Su, the key point of that sentence is the second half; he's being sarcastic towards you."
Why didn't I recognize it?
Ah, this...
Xiao Ou also fell silent.
"In short! He was implying to the reporter that you are not serious, hardworking, or kind." Xiao Ou continued, straightening his neck. "It started because you asked the director to cut his highlight scenes, and he was unhappy about it. During the interview, he made sarcastic remarks about you and then played the victim in the fan group. After his fans found out, they immediately went to your Weibo super topic, photoshopped ugly pictures of you and spread them everywhere, and even spread rumors that you and the director have a... unusual relationship."
"Why can't I delete it?"
Xiao Ou paused for a moment, then patiently explained in the same tone she used to advise her love-struck roommate to break up with her jerk, "Every scene is important to an actor. Deleting it is like blocking his path to stardom, and his fans will be extremely angry. Whenever there's a performance competition between male actors, they'll blame you for their idol being outshone. This resentment can only be eliminated by unfollowing or leaving the fandom. And even that's only a possibility."
"But he can't carry me. Is there a problem with cutting the princess carry scene?"
Xiao Ou: Huh?
Xiao Ou: OoO
Xiao Ou, like a mischievous badger realizing she'd stumbled upon the wrong story, instantly turned to look at Jiang Chunrou, stammering, "This...this..."
Jiang Chunrou seemed much calmer, but this time she looked at Xiao Ou with a deep gaze, her eyes darting around almost imperceptibly before turning to Su Yunruo. "Xiao Ou has a very good understanding of the fan community. I suggest you remember what she told you and reflect on it every day, and study it carefully."
A few seconds later, she turned to Xiao Ou and said, "This happened a long time ago. There was a scene where the second male lead had to carry Miss Su in a princess carry. He tried many times but couldn't lift her up. Everyone was sleepy late at night, so Miss Su asked the director to cut the scene."
Xiao Ou: "Miss Su is almost 1.8 meters tall, it's normal that I can't carry her... right?"
Xiao Ou regretted it as soon as she said it.
Damn it, their thinking is still stuck in the mindset of being a bystander enjoying the show.
Now that I'm working for Su Yunruo, shouldn't I be speaking up for her enemies?
Especially Su Yunruo's pale face, which looked like a scrunched-up bun.
She panicked slightly and was about to try to salvage the situation when Su Yunruo interrupted her, "Little Ou! I'm not 1.8 meters tall at all. My friends all say I look like I'm 1.58 meters tall. And I only weigh 106 pounds, 106!"
"..." Xiao Ou swallowed.
He then raised his hand to his forehead.
My feelings are very complicated.
Jiang Chunrou finally looked away and calmly moved the mouse. "Alright, there's no point in researching why Zhou Kantian hates you now. Next."
The second is when idol singer Wen Qingleng was asked by a reporter who she was most afraid of recording a show with, she said: Su Yunruo, we met backstage, and she didn't seem to like me very much.
Jiang Chunrou looked at Su Yunruo, "Have you been in contact with this person?"
Su Yunruo shook her head blankly, "Who is this?"
Jiang Chunrou stopped clicking on the next page, turned around and called out, "Xiao Ou, introduce this person to Miss Su."
"Wen Qingleng used to be the face of a K-pop girl group abroad. After her contract ended, she returned to China to develop her career. Her international fame... is a bit higher than yours. So since this interview came out, many of her fans think you don't know what's good for you."
Su Yunruo thought for a moment, "What is a storefront?"
"The most beautiful woman in the group, Wen Qingleng, is not only the face of their group, but is also known as a goddess over there."
"Oh, then I definitely don't know her. I don't hang out with pretty girls who only have pretty faces."
Xiao Ou and Jiang Chunrou both gave her complicated looks.
Su Yunruo asked innocently, "What's wrong?"
To prevent herself from calling Su Yunruo to look in the mirror, Jiang Chunrou quickly changed Wen Qingleng's PowerPoint presentation, selecting two slides at once and skipping the previously prepared personal information about Wen Qingleng.
The third one is Lin Xingsen.
The moment she saw her son, Xiao Ou, she couldn't help but tense up.
The air from the air conditioner, mixed with the dampness of the rain, felt cool and wet on my face.
The fact that Lin Xingsen dislikes Su Yunruo was actually revealed by one of Lin Xingsen's teammates, but when the reporter went to Lin Xingsen to confirm, he nodded, which is equivalent to him personally confirming it.
"What about this one? You said you knew him yesterday."
Jiang Chunrou's weak voice contained the helplessness she felt after attending a parent-teacher meeting and learning that her child had beaten up the whole class.
Suddenly, she remembered something and asked in surprise, "You didn't trick him into giving you toys before he was even ten years old, did you? Huh?"
Xiao Ou was taken aback. It sounded like Miss Su was a habitual offender who tricked children out of toys.
Su Yunruo looked at the two glaring eyes staring at her, tilted her head, and tried to think for a moment.
After confirming that she hadn't fooled a kid like Chang Linxingsen, she said leisurely, "You don't necessarily need a specific reason to dislike someone. For example, I didn't like Linxingsen at first sight. He just happens to look like the kind of person I dislike. What if my appearance also makes him feel ashamed?"
"..."
"..."
After a moment of silence, Jiang Chunrou revealed the purpose of her trip: "The boss of Orange Video called me personally last night, hoping that you could participate in the recording."
Xiao Ou was shocked!
She thought she came here today just to tell Su Yunruo about the dangers of trending on social media, but she didn't expect this to happen.
How could Su Yunruo possibly participate in this variety show that's obviously a trap? She'd be gambling with her future.
"Sister Jiang, the guests are all people who have fallen out with Miss Su. She will definitely be isolated and bullied during the recording. In addition, Miss Su has never participated in a variety show before. She has no experience in dealing with unexpected situations in a variety show."
Jiang Chunrou's expression remained unchanged. "Thirty million."
Su Yunruo felt the amount was a bit low, so she propped her face up with her hand and raised it to show five. "Who are you looking down on? I paid 50 million in taxes last month."
"Yes, yes, Miss Su isn't short of that... 5, 5, 10,000?"
Xiao Ou was greatly shocked, but in the second his mind stopped thinking, he suddenly grasped the key point—it wasn't that he earned 50 million, but that he paid 50 million in taxes alone.
"So...so much?"
Continue the reaction.
It was last month!
Not the first half of the year, nor the last year, but the past 30 days!
According to a popular online algorithm, depositing 50 million yuan in a bank for a fixed term would yield at least 1.75 million yuan annually.
What does 1.75 million mean?
Similarly, if you keep the money in the bank regularly, you can continue to receive more than 60,000 yuan every year.
As a miserable accountant, I'm not one of those exploited laborers earning 3,000 a month. I earn 5,000 a month, plus a little bit more performance bonus at the end of the year. After deducting social insurance, housing fund, and taxes, I make about 60,000 a year.
The money I earn after a year of hard work is roughly equivalent to the interest on someone else's monthly earnings.
Xiao Ou was dumbfounded. "This...this...50 million in taxes, that's at least 100 million in profit...how...how did you make that?"
She desperately needs to learn this method of getting rich quick.
It's really needed.
"Little Ou, don't look like you've never seen money before!"
Jiang Chunrou quickly steered the conversation back on track, saying, "There are a total of ten episodes, with each episode recorded for one day. That means we can earn 30 million in 10 days."
"I really don't need 30 million."
Su Yunruo stopped there, pretending to be stunned for a moment, "Wait a minute, 30 million in 10 days?"
Jiang Chunrou adjusted her glasses, suppressing the urge to smile. "Given the current buzz, I can negotiate a price of 30 million after tax."
"Sure!"
Xiao Ou said anxiously, "Ms. Su, there are many people who dislike you on that show. Your career might end after the recording is over."
"But I don't hate them. You should ask them if they would go crazy if they had to film a show with people they hate."
Although it was unexpected that the three people involved in the mission all disliked him, none of that matters!
Earning money by completing tasks is the only way to go.
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