Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Fu Jingsheng works overtime in President Fu's office.

He thought of a way to monetize it, an account on a live broadcast platform.

The man called He Wei and the boss of the operations department.

Fu owns a clothing industry, and he can use his account to live broadcast online and pre-sell, and he can monetize it.

Before taking over Fu's business, Fu Jingsheng had his own dream to be a beauty anchor. Therefore, he applied for a live broadcast account when he was in college and often posted video clips, showing only half of his face.

He remembered that account had at least five million followers.

Most people who look at beauty products are women, and women happen to be the strongest consumers in the clothing industry.

Everyone in the operations department agreed with Fu Jingsheng.

They took immediate action and converted the company's vacant offices into live broadcast rooms.

He also issued a notice to recruit anchors, and dozens of people were interviewed in less than a day.

The first live broadcast had more than 200 people online, and the products selected by the company were far from enough.

Fans require that the next live broadcast should have at least 500 items, and it is best to start broadcasting every other day.

All the new styles in all Fu's stores were not enough to put on the shelves for 500, so Fu Jingsheng had to go to the clothing manufacturing city to discuss cooperation and select products.

There are only three days left before the wedding banquet, but the man is busier than ever.

In Puyue Mansion, Rong Bing heard that Fu Jingsheng's company's clothes sold out and each live broadcast sold tens of millions.

Women are crazy with jealousy.

Fu Jingsheng casually opened some online sales, and he made a lot of money.

"Jingchen, you are also in the Internet business, why didn't you think of live broadcasting? Let's also open a live broadcast room, don't you have an account with hundreds of thousands of fans?"

"What are we doing live broadcast? I am an advertising company and have no business." Fu Jingchen didn't even think about vetoing it.

Fu Jingsheng graduated from a prestigious school and is very business-savvy. He is a junior college student and is satisfied to open a small company of his own. He has no ambitions.

Rong Bing was speechless.

"You can't ask me for resources? It's all online, why can't I bring goods? Live streaming sales have just started, and there will definitely be a future in the future. Brother is too busy. Go and ask. I have always dreamed of being a host. "Rong Bing persuaded with selfish motives.

"Isn't my brother looking for anchors? Or I can ask you to go work for him."

Rong Bing leaned on Fu Jingchen's shoulder: "Really? Then talk to my brother."

"Jingchen, if you come forward, my eldest brother will definitely agree. You rarely ask him for anything." Rong Bing kissed the man on the face, "I am the sister-in-law, and I don't want my wealth to go to outsiders."

"If I make more money, I can also reduce your burden." She started to brainwash Fu Jingchen. In fact, she was thinking that if the clothing anchor dressed up beautifully every day, wore different clothes, and worked with Fu Jingsheng, wouldn't she have a chance? .

Fu Jingchen responded: "Okay, I've heard you say before that you want to do something online. You have such a good figure, it's really suitable. I'll tell my brother when he comes back."

Rong Bing put her arms around the man's shoulders and said coquettishly: "Thank you, husband."

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Qin City.

Rong Yan accompanied Fu Jingsheng on a business trip.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the two of them were still running on the road.

Fu Jingsheng saw Rong Yan leaning against the car window and squinting her eyes, and touched her cheek distressedly: "Thank you for your hard work, you kept following me."

Rong Yan smiled slightly and shook her head gently: "It's not hard, my husband is now an Internet celebrity with millions of fans, and the first brother of Tiancheng Voice. Live streaming is a good way to sell goods. He became popular all of a sudden. It's really amazing."

The woman gave a thumbs up and praised.

Fu Jingsheng hugged Rong Yan to him: "Sleep against me. Today is over. Don't run away. Go back to the hotel now."

The driver wisely lowered the rear fender.

Rong Yan rested her head on Fu Jingsheng's thigh and accidentally touched a foreign object on her face.

She quickly raised her head, was there a reaction?

"Are we good for a few days?" he asked.

When I came to Qin City, I left early and came back late every day. I took less than 5 hours of rest every day, and I could fall asleep standing up. It seems like we haven't been together for a few days.

When I met someone who finished work before nine o'clock, my body reacted immediately.

But there was a driver in the car.

Rong Yan pointed in front and reminded Fu Jingsheng.

"I know."

"Xiaoqing, drive faster." Fu Jingsheng urged.

The driver understood instantly and stepped on the accelerator. Rong Yan almost hit the front seat.

As soon as the car arrived at the door of the hotel, Fu Jingsheng hurriedly pulled Rong Yan down.

The two people trotted into the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door closed, the man kissed her.

Rong Yan was pressed against the elevator wall, panting.

"We're almost there, wait." She pushed him away with all her strength, and the surveillance camera above her head was filming the two people.

Fu Jingsheng moved to the side, his eyes hooked on Rong Yan's face.

He thought that there was a set of pajamas in today's selection, which Rong Yan would wear just right.

Fu Jingsheng asked the woman to change.

The length of the white men's shirt is just above the hips.

Bending slightly, she had a clear view of the spring scenery underground. Rong Yan was shy and was about to put on her pajamas, but was stopped by Fu Jingsheng.

He asked her to stand in front of him. The silk shirt modified the woman's figure into a curved front and back, and the two points in front of her were vaguely visible.

Fu Jingsheng was fascinated.

Rong Yan sat astride the man and hooked her hands around his neck: "Are you stupid?"

He spread his legs and let Rong Yan fall down. His hands quickly brought the woman's legs together and let her lie on him.

Continue to appreciate her like a work of art.

The woman in the thin pajamas looked like a porcelain doll, as if the slightest force would crush her.

Fu Jingsheng's fingers carefully slid over her shoulder blades, and finally his palms came to rest on her back.

Rong Yan is very thin, and it seems that one slap from a man can cover the entire back.

His hooking movements made her whole body tremble, and Rong Yan reached out to pull the belt.

He didn't want her to take the initiative today.

Fu Jingsheng picked up Rong Yan and put her on the sofa: "Kneel down."

"what?"

Kneeling and lifting her pajamas up, the woman's back was turned to Fu Jingsheng, and he saw her completely.

Kiss from the neck down.

Rong Yan held onto the sofa with her hands, and the warmth stirred by her tongue spread to her feet, making her body tremble uncontrollably.

He did foreplay for a long time.

Rong Yan turned her head and begged.

Fu Jingsheng suddenly let go of the car, took a mat, put it on the ground, and knelt down.

Rong Yan:......

He won't be finished.

He was about to reach out and pull the man.

But Fu Jingsheng turned him over and sat facing him.

Rong Yan suddenly felt hot underneath her body.

Fu Jingsheng actually...

"It's dirty there." Rong Yan reached out and pushed him away.

Fu Jingsheng held the woman's small hands with one hand: "Don't move, they're not dirty."

Rong Yan looked at the man shyly, and finally relaxed after a few minutes.

Fu Jingsheng became more interested as he listened to the woman's unprecedented shouting.

After a while, Rong Yan trembled violently.

"arrive?"

Fu Jingsheng asked looking at the marks on the sofa cushion.

Rong Yan felt that her face could burn her hands.

She nodded breathlessly.

"Turn around, it's me." Fu Jingsheng continued.

Kneeling position.

Both men were exhausted.

People are really talented in this kind of thing. Where did Fu Jingsheng learn these methods.

She climbed onto the bed and turned her back to Fu Jingsheng.

I can’t see anyone!

Fu Jingsheng collected the mat and stuffed it into the box: "Take it back tomorrow as a souvenir."

Rong Yan pretended to be asleep.