Wealthy wolf dog

Ji Xiayang originally wanted to show off to Ling Ziqing, since he has millions of fans just by playing around.

Unexpectedly, he was hit hard by those fans who called her husband.

Ji Xiayang was anxious at the time, and explained, "I'm just broadcasting normally, I don't know why they call it that."

Ling Ziqing's expression remained calm, "I see."

"Well! I told them not to bark."

"It's not necessary."

"what?"

"That's how they like you."

Ji Xiayang frowned, "I don't need such a liking, hum!"

Ling Ziqing didn't argue with him, and nodded, "Okay."

Ji Xiayang did what he said, and added a statement in his personal introduction: Don't call me husband.

After he finished adding, he put the phone in front of Ling Ziqing, "I've finished writing, and they won't be calling in the future."

Ling Ziqing glanced at it, nodded and said that he would continue to look at his mobile phone when he heard it.

"What are you looking at?" Ji Xia Yangbo couldn't pay attention, and asked aggrievedly.

"There are a lot of anchors bringing goods."

"Oh... how about I bring the goods too?"

Ji Xiayang changed his mind and thought of a way to get Ling Ziqing's attention.

Ling Ziqing finally stopped staring at the phone and fixedly looked at him, "Are you serious?"

The more Ji Xiayang thought about it, the better he felt, "Yes! I don't charge money, and I can save the company a promotion fee."

Ling Ziqing thought for a moment, and said, "The company's customers and your live broadcast audience don't quite overlap."

Ji Xiayang thought about it and found that it was indeed the case.

His live broadcasts are all about buying things today and eating out tomorrow, which is a bit like showing off his wealth.Fans pay attention to watching the fun, and when they see the advertisement, the first reaction is that I should not be able to afford it, and the second reaction is: wait, I can afford it, how did this anchor change?

Losing fans is second, wasting time and not being able to sell the goods is really heartbreaking.

Ji Xiayang was worried for two seconds, and suddenly found a blind spot, "Ziqing, have you watched my live broadcast!"

"I watched the replay of Weibo."

"Wow, you follow my Weibo!"

"Well, let's see if you go out to have fun, and if you will delay going to work the next day."

"..."

Ji Xiayang also knew that he was unreliable before, so he carefully explained, "I changed it, and now I always go to work on time."

Ling Ziqing nodded calmly again, "I know. I'm talking about the past."

"Don't watch it now?"

"……Watch now."

Ling Ziqing finally didn't just nod his head, but cooperatively switched to Weibo to take a look.

Ji Xiayang said earnestly, "Which is your account? We are related to each other."

"No need. I don't play much."

"All right……"

"Forget about the live broadcast, it's very tiring to carry the goods."

"But I want to help."

Once Ji Xiayang decided on one thing, he would try his best to find a way.

He still knows a little bit about live broadcasting.

He said that he was playing live and playing, and he would still be anxious when he saw that the number of fans did not increase.He had bought fans, as well as trolls who would brag about them. After enjoying it for a while, he found it boring, and began to think about how to get real fans.

Ji Xiayang regards this as a game. The first level is the false prosperity of fake fans, and you can pass it by charging money. The second level is to attract real fans, and you have to use your brain.

He asked a professional to inquire, because the route of not taking the sign company has many options.He wasn't in a hurry, he listened to other people's experiences and suggestions, and followed his own ideas, and he had accumulated a lot of real fans.

Just now Ji Xiayang said that bringing the goods was impulsive, and he really wanted to help, so he started thinking, "What if I don't rely on the discount to bring the goods?

After thinking for a moment, Ling Ziqing understood, "You want to use fan effect to promote high-end products."

"Yeah! Fans are going to want mine."

"It's doable."

Ji Xiayang must be excited when he gets it, "Yes! I think it's good too! What should be the first step... Oh, call Lao Yu and ask if it's okay."

During this period of time, he worked normally, and the number of times he dealt with the general manager Yu Wenlin increased rapidly.In the beginning, he followed Ling Ziqing's prompts to report on his work. He was a ruthless repeater. Later, he understood the work, not just reporting, but also discussing things with Yu Wenlin.

Yu Wenlin also let go of his previous prejudices and asked him to go out to socialize together. One time he was drunk and pulled him to call "Xiao Ji".He just didn't like the names "Mr. Yu" and "Mr. Ji" either, so he called him Lao Yu.

This shout has become a fixed name.

If you call them casually, getting along will not be so serious.Ji Xiayang and Yu Wenlin chatted occasionally, knowing that Mr. Yu should be spending a lot of time fishing by the river at this time, so they wanted to make a phone call when they had an idea.

Ling Ziqing stopped him, "Don't worry. I haven't figured out the details yet. We'll talk about it at the company on Monday."

Ji Xiayang's 3-minute heat also dissipated a bit, "Oh! Then should I make some preparations these two days?"

"have a rest."

"Okay...would you like a muffin?"

Ling Ziqing looked at him and said softly, "Don't eat. Slow down, don't get your face dirty again."

Ji Xiayang curled his lips, poked the pancake and picked it up, "Where do you get it from..."

Ling Ziqing reached out to take it, "I'll do it.

Ji Xiayang gave it right away, "Do you want to feed me?"

"..." Ling Ziqing glanced at him sideways, "I'll help you cut into small pieces."

Ji Xiayang was a little disappointed, but when he saw Ling Ziqing seriously cutting muffins, he felt that the joy had gone and returned.

Ling Ziqing picked up the knife and fork with his slender and good-looking hands, and cut gently without hurrying, every movement was elegant and delicate.

It's all for him.

Ji Xiayang felt that the muffins seemed to become more delicious.

After Ling Ziqing finished cutting, he put the plate in front of him, picked up his phone and continued to watch.

Ji Xiayang noticed that Ling Ziqing's face was focused, he stopped talking, and obediently ate the muffins in hand.

He wanted to give Ling Ziqing a quiet space, but others didn't think so.The live broadcast on the other end started, and Xiaoqi said a bright "Good morning, babies", and her piercing and shrill voice echoed in the cafe.

Ling Ziqing took a look, and unconsciously pursed the corners of his lips.

That means dissatisfaction.

After observing for so long, Ji Xiayang was able to understand Ling Ziqing's expressionless face, and suggested, "How about we sit in the box?"

Ling Ziqing glanced at the table full of food, "No, it's fine here."

Ji Xiayang knew that he was afraid of trouble, so he speeded up his eating, and wanted to clear the table as much as possible so that he could move to another place.

He stacked several muffins and ate them, drank the drink in one gulp, picked up the chicken wings and stuffed them directly into his mouth, but because the angle of stuffing the chicken wings was not right, he felt uncomfortable when the bones touched his throat.

He didn't dare to cough directly at Ling Ziqing, so he held it back, turned around and coughed sullenly.

Ji Xiayang held his breath with tears in his eyes, staring at the distorted floor blurred by tears and sad alone.

Suddenly, there was a gentle comfort on his back, and a gentle question sounded in his ear, "Are you all right?"

"Oh, it's uncomfortable." Ji Xiayang was able to hold on alone, and he felt aggrieved instantly when he heard the concern.

Ling Ziqing handed over a piece of paper, "Spit it out."

Ji Xiayang obeyed and took a sip from the water glass handed over, "Ha~ It's much more comfortable."

Ling Ziqing handed him another piece of paper to wipe his mouth, "Do you want to change the table?"

Ji Xiayang experienced a lot of embarrassment, and to be honest, "I think you want to change, so... you want to eat something so that you can change tables."

Ling Ziqing froze for a moment, then smiled lightly, "Am I being so obvious?"

"It's not obvious, but I can see it."

"How did you get it?"

"The corners of the mouth, and the eyes."

"Ah, I don't know myself."

Seeing Ling Ziqing thinking, Ji Xiayang panicked, "Hey, don't hide it. I studied it for more than a month, and finally figured it out..."

Ling Ziqing frowned, "Why do you want to study?"

Ji Xiayang panicked.

Oops, how to answer this question.You can't just say I like you.

He wasn't sure about Ling Ziqing's sexual orientation, but he was sure that he would not have good results if he confessed rashly.

Fortunately, Ling Ziqing didn't notice his strangeness, and found the reason from himself: "Are you afraid of me?"

Ji Xiayang was stunned for a moment, feeling like he was explaining, "No! I just... want to learn your arrogance. You also said that you can't say anything carelessly, and pay attention to your words and expressions."

Ling Ziqing did say that, and accepted the explanation, "That's pretty good."

Ji Xiayang felt relieved after passing the test, "Then shall we change tables?"

"No more. Actually, it's not too noisy."

"Yes."

Ji Xiayang took a look and saw Xiaoqi was explaining to the audience what was in the dish in a soft voice.Afterwards, the photographer had to shoot from several angles, and Xiaoqi took a bite, chewing slowly and savoring the taste.

Ji Xiayang sighed, "This is too slow."

Ling Ziqing said coldly, "Slow down, I won't choke."

Ji Xiayang was depressed, and argued, "It was an accident just now! I don't usually get choked!"

"I seemed to choke last night."

"That's too much meat!"

"Ok."

"Humph!"

Ling Ziqing heard the hum, chuckled, and handed over the juice.

Ji Xiayang snatched it into his hand, drank it, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction on purpose, "Ha~"

Ling Ziqing was amused by this childishness again, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Not far away, Xu Yanqing, the owner of the cafe, glanced at it inadvertently, bewildered.

Is that gentle smiling person Ling Ziqing who keeps a straight face all day and keeps a distance from others?

Ling Ziqing and Ji Xiayang had another lunch in the cafe, and then went back to their respective homes.

This weekend, Ling Ziqing used it to take care of his body, and Ji Xiayang used it to accompany his family.They only contacted on Sunday night and agreed to go to the company in advance to prepare a simple live broadcast promotion plan.

On Monday, they went according to plan.The main plan was that people from the promotion department were working on it. Ling Ziqing helped buy breakfast and coffee as gifts for working overtime, and Ji Xiayang explained the account status.

Ji Xiayang simply said no, he had to open the background to check, "The number of fans is 487 million, and the trend is rising recently, and the interaction value is also quite high. Take a look at the comment area..."

As soon as the comment area was opened, many messages were refreshed.

[Change the introduction if you have time, but no time to live broadcast? 】

[Who the hell would call you a **** husband. 】

[**You* think you are nothing, the stench** hurry up and die. 】

Most of the swear words are automatically blocked by the system, but if you glance at the words that are either asterisks or [dead], [corpse], [coffin], it is still unsightly.

They were having a small meeting and projected Ji Xiayang's mobile phone screen on the monitor in the conference room.Everyone was stunned when they saw this, Ji Xiayang quickly switched back to the screen and quit the screen projection, Ling Ziqing filled in a market analysis chart to avoid the embarrassment of a black screen.

Ji Xiayang is not the straight-forward and panic-stricken character he used to be. He is operating with his hands and still has a smile on his face, "Oh, there are a lot of people. That also means that I have a lot of comments."

Others said yes one after another, giving enough face.

This small episode did not completely interrupt the rhythm of their preparation plan.The morning meeting is at 09:30, and there is not much time. Everyone knows that work is the most important thing, and they are all senior netizens who are used to having keyboard warriors. What should they do?

Ling Ziqing was also working calmly, but his mind was always thinking about Ji Xiayang's performance just now.

Ji Xiayang behaved calmly, which was very good.

But...how did this calmness come about?Have you been scolded many times?

Ji Xiayang usually smiles in the live broadcast, and when he encounters unpleasantness, he just acts cute and says he is angry. He didn't really get angry or say anything serious.Those people can actually swear, and even swear badly.

Ling Ziqing knew that the keyboard man was unreasonable, but he just refused to accept it and took it to heart.

The morning meeting went smoothly, Yu Wenlin accepted the plan and gave it enough face, and invited everyone to go to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

Ling Ziqing was not interested in eating, so he started to report unsightly comments as soon as he sat down.

The comments have already been reported by fans, and they are quite clean.However, there was a peerless barbarian who insisted on scolding until Ji Xiayang replied in person, with a fragrant mouth, and one person fought against the heroes with N numbers.

Ling Ziqing couldn't get used to it, so he also went up to match.

But he is not very good at swearing. After learning a few words from the other party's swearword library, he felt that it was too ugly to say, so he finally decided to use the honest method of reporting.

That gangster changed every time he was banned, and he also learned how to bypass the forbidden words.

Ling Ziqing was very annoyed, so he reported it directly to the official customer service, collected evidence of the other party's insult, and prepared to settle it with the law in a while.

He was busy, but was caught by Ji Xiayang, "Ziqing, this is all you eat? Eat first, don't play with your phone."

Ling Ziqing raised his head, a little dizzy from staring at Ping Lu for too long and too much action, "It's okay."

Ji Xiayang looked at his mobile phone, stunned, and asked in a low voice, "Are you watching the live broadcast?"

Ling Ziqing didn't hide it anymore, "I'm scolding the gangster."

"……what?"

"Someone is making trouble in your comment section."

"Oh, it's okay, just treat it as a mad dog barking and don't listen."

"No. I have to make him title."

Ji Xiayang wanted to say a few more words, but Ling Ziqing lowered his head.

Ling Ziqing was addicted to cursing and had no intention of controlling his emotions.Frowning lightly, lips pursed tightly, fast typing fingers made an angry rhythm on the screen, and found that his hands were cold and not flexible enough to give himself a whimper.

Ji Xiayang couldn't move his eyes.

Ling Ziqing like this is super fierce, but...so cute.