Chen Zhe picked out a few girls with a strong "technological feel." These girls had obviously had work done on their faces and bodies, and they all looked a bit unnatural.
Wu Yuanyuan was a little confused and whispered in Chen Zhe's ear, "Mr. Chen, are you sure you want these girls? They're not the best looking. The ones next to them look more natural."
Chen Zhe smiled; "That's exactly what I wanted—to make it look unnatural."
"Huh? Why? Isn't it better to choose the prettiest one?"
"There are plenty of beautiful girls online. Once you turn on the filter, a girl with a 6-point appearance can be rated as an 8 or 9. So, for many viewers, appearance is just a factor."
"But... even so, wouldn't it be more reliable if we chose the prettier ones?"
"It's alright, we'll take them."
Chen Zhe selected three girls, all between the ages of 23 and 27.
The woman with a very prominent "V-shaped face" is named Pan Xiaoqi.
One of the women with disproportionately large chests is named Yuan Xiaomin.
There's another woman named He Xiaoli whose double eyelids look like a botched plastic surgery.
In Chen Zhe's mind, the three girls' real appearances could only be rated 4 out of 10. But what he wanted was not good looks, but contrast. He had some old-fashioned and wrinkled clothes prepared for them to wear.
The three girls were very disgusted when they saw the clothes.
Pan Xiaoqi rolled her eyes. "President Chen! I'm so good-looking, and you make me wear this? I've seen all the anchors from Linglong Club dressed so nicely. Are you deliberately targeting us?"
"Yes, Mr. Chen, I can't even fit into these clothes, they're too small!"
Yuan Xiaomin shook her proudly ample figure; she certainly didn't want to wear such unfashionable and wrinkled clothes.
On the contrary, He Xiaoli didn't seem to have much of an emotion. She took her clothes and went into the changing room to change.
When she came out, she gave people a feeling of being both rustic and trendy. Her general image was that of a tech-savvy person dressed in peasant clothes. She didn't look like a rural person, but she was also "urban" in a way that was hard to understand.
She asked casually, "Is this okay?"
Chen Zhe pinched his chin and looked at it several times before nodding.
"That's about right, but you should put on a little more makeup."
"ah????"
He Xiaoli was a little confused, and so was Wu Yuanyuan.
"President Chen, her makeup was already heavy enough, did she want to make it even heavier?" Wu Yuanyuan asked, puzzled.
"Yes, Mr. Chen, even I can see how mismatched I look. If you make me wear heavy makeup again, I'll look like a clown!"
"Haha, you'll have to go through the trouble. Try it as I say, okay?"
Chen Zhe has a distinctive way of speaking to people now: he maintains politeness regardless of their position, using an inquiring tone rather than a commanding one.
Seeing that even a big boss like Chen Zhe had said so, He Xiaoli naturally had no way to refuse.
"Okay, I'll do it again!"
He Xiaoli went to the dressing room and started getting busy.
The other two girls, Pan Xiaoqi and Yuan Xiaomin, both frowned when they saw it.
“Mr. Chen, I feel like you’re playing us. Although you’re in charge now, I hope you can also consider our feelings. It’s not fair that you make the girls at Linglong Club dress so beautifully while we dress so ugly.”
Pan Xiaoqi was still unwilling to wear that outfit, and Yuan Xiaomin next to her had the same attitude, but her tone was not as harsh as Pan Xiaoqi's; "President Chen, maybe I should just give up. I'm not very good at talking, and I don't know what to say in front of the camera. I'll just stay as a technician."
Hearing that the two people were disobeying orders, Wu Yuanyuan angrily reprimanded them: "The company pays your salaries, so you must do what the company requires. Why are you being so picky? Don't you want to work here anymore?"
The two girls lowered their heads in disappointment after hearing this.
But he still hesitated and was reluctant to take action.
Chen Zhe didn't force them. Instead, he smiled and said, "It's alright. Since you don't want to, then forget it. You two can go back first."
Upon hearing Chen Zhe's words, the two men thanked him profusely and then left.
"Mr. Chen, why do you spoil them?"
Wu Yuanyuan didn't understand. When Chen Zhe first came to the Linglong Club in the North District to manage them, it wasn't like this. Back then, Chen Zhe would scold anyone he could find, especially her and Xiao Dingdong. They were the ones who got scolded by Chen Zhe the most. So Wu Yuanyuan couldn't understand why Chen Zhe had two completely different attitudes.
"Hehe, it's not that I'm spoiling them, but that neither of them has the will to change. They don't have that kind of will, and forcing them to do it won't achieve any good results."
...
He Xiaoli redid her makeup and came out. Everyone present laughed when she came out because her appearance was too ridiculous. She had a heavily made-up, tech-savvy face and was dressed in a country girl's clothes. She looked like a clown no matter how you looked at her.
He Xiaoli herself felt embarrassed, but she has a good personality.
"Mr. Chen, has this met your requirements?"
Chen Zhe nodded affirmatively.
"That's it. Get ready a little while, and I'll have them give you a number."
The Paradise on Earth hadn't been renovated and didn't have a dedicated live-streaming room, so Chen Zhe had one temporarily set up in a private room next door.
Then they let He Xiaoli sit there.
The account Chen Zhe gave me wasn't a large one; it was just an ordinary account with around ten thousand followers, specifically used to sell corn (a type of corn-related product).
Linglong Club is currently helping Donghai City promote its agricultural products, so it helps them sell some products. However, the sales of these products are not very good. The best-selling items at Linglong Club are jade jewelry and clothing, which are relatively high-end items. The sales of ordinary daily necessities and agricultural products are average.
He Xiaoli sat there, and seeing that there were only a dozen or twenty fans online in the live broadcast room, she also felt a little nervous.
His eyes were fixed on the teleprompter beside him, and he mechanically and stiffly recited some scripted phrases.
It looks very unnatural.
Every now and then, there were a few comments in the live stream that were cursing her.
[What kind of streamer is this? Isn't this an account from Linglong Club? How could such an amazing person appear here?]
[Wow! This streamer really does look... weird! That makeup is thicker than the paint I used to do on the walls at school.]
[This streamer seems to discriminate against rural people. He has a tech-savvy face, yet he's dressed like a rural woman; it's really disgusting.]
[I'm feeling a bit unwell, I'll have to leave now!]
[I've also withdrawn! What on earth is Linglong Club doing? Where did that beautiful girl go? Did they sell poorly, so they're resorting to this kind of scum to disgust us?]
[I originally bought one or two items from them, but now I want to cancel them. I'm just feeling physically uncomfortable! Terrible review!!!]
The barrage of comments was full of criticism, which hurt He Xiaoli a little. She had thought about imitating those people from Linglong Club who became famous through live streaming before, so she was very excited when Chen Zhe chose her.
She doesn't want to stay in her current position for the rest of her life; she wants to become as famous as those people.
So she would wear the clothes that the two girls didn't want to wear, and when she heard that she was asked to deliberately look ugly, she didn't hesitate for long. She just wanted to become famous and wanted to change.
But she now finds that change isn't so easy. The things people say are so nasty. They say her double eyelids are as wide as a river, and her nose looks like it's made of clay. Why are they constantly attacking her appearance?
The reason I get plastic surgery is to become more beautiful. Is that wrong?
Thinking about these grievances, He Xiaoli's eyes reddened.
Wu Yuanyuan, who was watching from the side, noticed this and whispered in Chen Zhe's ear, "Mr. Chen, the effect doesn't seem to be very good. Should we replace her?"
Last night, some people from the Paradise Club had already banned some accounts, but Wu Yuanyuan still didn't want to take the risk. After all, it's not easy to build up an account, and although this account didn't have many followers, there was no need to waste it like this.
Chen Zhe shook his head; "No need to change it, let her continue broadcasting."
"But... Mr. Chen, the results are really not good. There are fewer and fewer people in the live stream. There used to be more than a dozen, but now there are only single digits left. Moreover, the comments are full of people cursing. We can't sell anything."
"It's okay, let her broadcast it."
Upon hearing Chen Zhe's words, Wu Yuanyuan had no choice but to nod.
Let He Xiaoli continue broadcasting.
After broadcasting for almost two hours, the number of viewers in the live stream has not increased. It has now decreased to four people, and if the broadcast continues, there will probably be no one left.
Chen Zhe hesitated for a moment. He knew this couldn't go on, so he picked up the teleprompter and wrote a few words.
Tell me your own story.
Upon seeing this sentence, He Xiaoli's pent-up grievances erupted instantly.
I've been sitting here for over two hours, and my mouth is dry from talking. They haven't offered me a bottle of water or offered me any comfort. Now they're demanding that I tell my story. Is this some kind of torture?
She really wanted to refuse, but after seeing Chen Zhe's encouraging look, she steeled herself and did as Chen Zhe instructed, talking to herself in the live stream.
[I know you're all laughing at me, and I know I'm not good-looking. If I were, why would I get plastic surgery? I want to be as pretty as a celebrity, but this is how my parents gave me. Before my nose job, it was very flat, and I had single eyelids and a round face. My childhood nickname was "Big Nose Girl." Laugh all you want, I don't have much education. I dropped out of junior high school and came to Donghai to work. After starting work in the factory, my colleagues ostracized me, saying I had body odor. So I spent a month's salary on very expensive perfume, thinking that would change their opinion of me. But, haha, they didn't change; instead, they mocked me even more, saying I was like a urinal soaked in perfume, both smelly and disgusting...]
He Xiaoli recounted her tragic experience in the live broadcast room, and several staff members present, as well as Chen Zhe and Wu Yuanyuan, all fell silent.
He Xiaoli didn't shed tears when she recounted these things; instead, she had a faint sense of death, as if she were numb.
[But so what? Can't people from bad backgrounds or those who are ugly change? I want to improve myself, I want a better life. I want others to respect me. What did I do wrong? My parents are farmers, does that mean I'm destined to be a farmer forever? I didn't want to wear this ugly, wrinkled outfit today. To be honest, I really resist it, but I have to because it's company policy. I thought if I listened to them, I could become famous and earn lots and lots of money. But you all laugh at me, call me disgusting, and come to insult me. I haven't offended you. If you can't stand it, then don't watch. Just skip my livestream, okay?]
He Xiaoli spoke more and more truthfully, basically recounting all of Chen Zhe's arrangements.
She even talked about why she ended up at the Paradise Club, just as she was about to blurt out a censored word.
She saw Wu Yuanyuan interrupt her with gestures, her mouth constantly reminding her.
"Fans!!! Fans!!"
He Xiaoli glanced at it subconsciously and froze. She hadn't noticed the change in the number of viewers in the live stream while she was telling her story.
There were only a few people a moment ago, but now there are thousands, and the number is still growing at a visible rate.
Chen Zhe quickly called over a staff member; "Hurry!! Promote it now!!"
"Yes, Mr. Chen!!"
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