Ling Miao was unaware of her backstage presence.
Aside from her own money and taste points, she ignored all the other backend data.
Therefore, she did not notice the message sent by the DY platform.
As for the system, ever since it revealed its true identity to Ling Miao, it has completely let loose.
He spends his days either engrossed in melodramatic TV dramas in Ling Miao's mind or surfing the internet, not bothering to hide it at all.
Ling Miao's response: "......"
However, the system's obsession with melodramatic TV dramas didn't affect Ling Miao much, so she just let it be.
Now she's troubled by something else entirely.
A pair of eyes looked at her, filled with hope, and her thin cheeks bore the marks of age; these were all residents from the neighborhood.
There was a pile of things in front of me, all crammed together.
Even without looking, Ling Miao knew this was the most precious thing they could offer.
She remained silent, feeling somewhat helpless in the face of the large group of people in front of her.
The sudden popularity of durian was unexpected; it spread throughout the small area in just two days.
The people around her brought out their most precious possessions, hoping that Ling Miao could lend them a hand.
"Hello everyone,"
Ling Miao took a deep breath, her gaze sweeping over the people in front of her. "I know everyone wants me to help them,"
"But have you ever considered that his success is due to his unique industry?"
She continued speaking, watching the dimming eyes of some of them.
"But what advantages do we have?"
"We can grow durians too!"
Someone shouted that, and the crowd became restless. Ling Miao gestured for everyone to be quiet.
"Durian is not suitable for growing in this environment."
At this point, Ling Miao's voice had calmed down. She calmly glanced at the people in front of her, and most of them dimmed their eyes, while some even turned and left.
It's astonishing that such sweet fruit could grow on such an underdeveloped and impoverished planet like Tadar.
What else can we expect?
The remaining people also left in twos and threes, their dejected figures hunched over.
They came with hope, and left in disappointment.
Ling Miao watched them. None of them caused trouble. They left quietly, as if they had accepted the established facts and were waiting for the verdict.
"system,"
Ling Miao murmured softly, the sound so faint that she could barely hear it herself.
I am here, host.
The sluggish system arrived late.
"It's nothing, I just had a little idea just now."
What are your thoughts?
Just as the system was about to ask a question, it saw that the host had already turned around and walked back to the restaurant.
Perhaps it doesn't matter.
The system scratched its non-existent head and happily returned to the depths of its mind.
Ling Miao smiled softly, it was unclear whether it was for her own thoughts or something else.
She logged into her Douyin account, intending only to check netizens' comments after durian became a viral sensation, but unexpectedly discovered a private message from the platform in her backend.
Seeing the other person earnestly asking for her contact information, Ling Miao replied immediately without thinking too much.
The staff, who had initially thought they would never receive a reply from the streamer, were still in disbelief when they suddenly received the message.
After confirming, I immediately sent over the cooperation request requested by the merchant.
I thought I would get the streamer's approval soon, but to my surprise, the message was rejected as soon as it was sent.
The staff looked at each other, thinking the other person hadn't seen it clearly.
Hello, I'd like to confirm if you just declined the merchant's offer to cooperate?
Upon seeing the message, Ling Miao raised an eyebrow, repeated her previous answer, and then logged out of the StarNet.
She is not opposed to businesses approaching her for collaborations, but her main purpose in doing live streams is to earn "deliciousness points" to attract more people to her store.
Therefore, this matter was too much of a burden for her, and she did not want to change her original intention.
So without thinking, she refused.
The backstage staff were somewhat incredulous when they saw the message from the streamer.
After repeatedly confirming with the other party, he looked at his companion beside him.
"This is the first time I've seen a livestreamer actively refuse a merchant's offer to cooperate."
His companion shrugged. "Maybe they're not short of money."
"That's true."
While replying, the companion informed the various merchants who had come to collaborate about the streamer's decision.
Other merchants were fine, but when the staff responded to the ID "Guoranju", they hesitated for a moment.
As expected, the owner of Juju is considered one of the more well-known fruit suppliers in the interstellar world.
Correspondingly, the other party's boss also adopted a superior attitude.
The staff recalled the arrogant and unyielding words the other party had uttered when they came to discuss cooperation.
He showed a rare hint of impatience, and his brow furrowed slightly involuntarily.
However, it was only for a moment, and he quickly replied to the streamer's refusal.
There was no movement over there.
The staff member breathed a sigh of relief, looking relaxed.
Thatcher was still processing the message from the back-end staff.
He touched his protruding belly, his eyes drooping in astonishment, followed by anger.
Even a small-time streamer dared to refuse his request!
After so many years of smooth sailing, this was the first time he had ever experienced rejection.
"snort"
He put his hands behind his back, his fingers habitually rubbing his stomach, and squinted, thinking about how to teach the other person a lesson.
The star brain flickered, and he looked down at it.
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