The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 343 Arrangements in the Meeting Room

In the conference room, Nan Xiang looked at Jian Xi who was talking on the phone. She didn't know what she was thinking and her face gradually turned red.

She glanced outside the glass door and saw that no one was paying attention to this side. She bit her lip lightly, turned sideways to face Jian Xi when he looked over, and then gently unbuckled her belt.

"..."

Jian Xi's eyelids twitched, and then he saw the woman in front of him pulling out a black shoulder strap from her windbreaker.

The collar was slightly opened to the side, and the milky white tight cashmere sweater was pulled down to reveal the shoulders. When she lifted the shoulder straps, a corner of the black lace bra inside was also revealed.

'Boss, do you like it?'

Nan Xiang opened her mouth but no sound came out. Jian Xi naturally understood what she meant.

His breathing quickened for a moment, and then he smiled and continued to reply to the phone: "Okay, Aunt Ye, that's it for now. I'll keep you updated if there's any progress here."

After talking for a few more words with a smile, Jian Xi hung up the phone, put the phone on the table, and stared at the woman next to him who was starting to have a fever again without blinking.

But at this time, Nan Xiang stopped, loosened the shoulder straps and tied the belt of the windbreaker again.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Nan Xiang looked at him with a smile, "Why don't you talk to me?"

"What? Continue or increase the intensity?"

Hearing this, Nan Xiang continued to smile and said, "Then we have to go to another place. It's not safe here."

Jian Xi sighed softly, picked up the kettle, bit the straw and drank a sip of snow pear water, saying: "Nan Xiang, Nan Xiang, can you think about some serious things every day?"

"How is this not a serious matter?" Nan Xiang put away her smile and pretended to be unhappy, "It's your fault for not giving me a chance this year."

"Don't you think about how long it has been since we last spent time alone together?" Nan Xiang muttered again with some resentment. Her voice was very low, but it was loud enough for Jian Xi to hear clearly.

At the end of the trip to the City God Temple after the New Year, the four of them had a relatively happy "reunion dinner", but after that, except for meeting at work, she never stayed alone with Jian Xi again.

Besides the fact that there were indeed a lot of things to do, that bastard didn't even go to look for her!

She did not live in Jian Xi's house. After all, there were two enemies there, and there was always an aura of incompatibility between her and Lin Xiao. The dual characteristics of her best friend were now fully revealed.

The last time I was intimate with Jian Xi was in the car before going home last year. Counting the time, it has been a month.

That's why she felt a little bit overwhelmed when they were alone together like this.

Hearing this, Jian Xi smiled and said, "One month is indeed a bit long."

Nan Xiang didn't respond, but continued to look at him with resentful eyes.

Jian Xi also calmed down. The pear juice in the straw continued to flow up, occasionally making a "sizzling" sound.

After a long silence, just when Nan Xiang was about to untie her belt again, Jian Xi spoke up: "Nan Xiang, you've been working with me for so long, how do you feel?"

"Hmm?" Nan Xiang didn't expect the other party to ask such a question suddenly. She felt a little strange for a moment, but she calmed down and replied, "Not bad. I have money and friends. I am satisfied both mentally and physically."

"..."

Seeing the other person's watery eyes and the look on his face that he couldn't get away from that matter in just a few sentences, Jian Xi felt speechless.

Do you really treat him as a toy?!
"Well! That's good. At the beginning, I saw that you were reluctant to appear on the Internet with such an image. I thought you still have some burden now." Jian Xi coughed lightly, and the unhurried voice reached Nan Xiang's ears, making her put away the smile on her lips.

"A burden?" Nan Xiang whispered to herself. Her gaze suddenly became empty as she looked at the other person, but she quickly regained her focus. "It's not that bad. It was like this at the beginning, but you'll get used to it slowly. No one knows me online anyway."

Moreover, these burdens are nothing compared to the extremely considerable income.

After more than a year of development, she had already paid off the gambling debts owed by her biological mother. It would be an exaggeration to say that those debts were not worth mentioning to her now, but they were not a big deal either.

At least, even if she stopped working now, the money she saved in this year would be enough for her to maintain a comfortable life for a long time.

But unfortunately, she couldn't tell her mother about this joy, and she didn't even tell her that her debts had been paid off.

"So, you like it this way and want to keep it like this?"

Jian Xi spoke again, and Nan Xiang also heard something unusual at this time, frowned slightly and said: "Boss, what do you mean by this?"

"Nothing?" Jian Xi shrugged and said in a relaxed tone, "As a boss, isn't it normal to care about the mental health of your employees?"

"Is this...really? I thought you had something bad to say."

"What's wrong with that? The current development is good, and the future will be even better. Don't think too much. I'm just asking."

"Oh, that's good." Nan Xiang was relieved, looking into the other person's eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly said, "Actually, I'm generally satisfied with the current situation, but..."

"Just what?" Jian Xi raised his eyebrows and asked, but he quickly added, "I'm asking about work, not other personal matters."

If the other party said that he was just dissatisfied with their current situation and wanted to go further, then he would have nothing to say.

It’s not time for the other person to move into the house yet.

Nan Xiang was stunned for a moment, then realized what the bastard was referring to. She rolled her eyes at him before continuing, "I just sometimes feel that if I continue like this, it will be...very tiring. Although I don't reject this kind of non-mainstream and even find it interesting, I also feel that it is too different from me and it will be...very tiring."

After saying so much in one breath, Nan Xiang, whose throat was already hoarse, felt even more uncomfortable, so she took the kettle from Jian Xi's mouth to moisten her throat.

Jian Xi smiled, stared at the other person drinking for a while before replying: "It's normal to be tired when making money. You always have to pay something."

"I know. I wasn't complaining about being tired." Nan Xiang bit the straw and whispered, "Who told you to ask me just now?" At least compared to when she was drawing for others in school to make money and staying up late to sew on the sewing machine for the prize money in the fashion design competition, it was much easier and she could make much more money.

At most, these two are her own interests, but she is no longer at the age where she has to make a living by her interests.

Jian Xi nodded after hearing this, and after a moment of hesitation, he smiled and said, "Nan Xiang, have you ever thought about the possibility that one day your real-life appearance and your current non-mainstream appearance on the Internet will be exposed together?"

"What...what?" Nan Xiang's expression froze, and her mind instantly became confused.

At this time, Jian Xi continued to nod and said, "Actually, what you worried about before was quite right. Now someone is digging you up."

"Strip me?"

"Yes, as your size grows, someone will recognize you, or..." Jian Xi chuckled, "someone inside the company will let the cat out of the bag. This is unavoidable."

Nan Xiang's frozen expression gradually relaxed and eventually calmed down. She nodded to show that she understood and said softly, "I have been mentally prepared for this before. This day will come sooner or later. Although I don't want to face it, I think it's okay. After all, knowing my real appearance is not a big deal. It's just a little different from what everyone thinks."

"Tsk, it seems you've prepared yourself mentally. I was worried that you would find this embarrassing and be especially afraid of being recognized by others!" Jian Xi's eyes were slightly surprised, and she continued with a smile, "You used to be a campus beauty at Magic City University, but now you're doing non-mainstream things on the Internet. If someone recognizes you... I'm already thinking about how to comfort you."

Nan Xiang still stroked a strand of hair that hung down a little unnaturally after hearing this, then lowered her head and said, "It's been more than a year, and I should be mentally prepared for this. Just like you said just now, to make money, you always have to pay something."

Jian Xi smiled, and then heard Nan Xiang say worriedly: "That's right, this...will this affect my traffic? Will too many people quit being my fans?"

"Ha! You think the opposite of what you mean." Jian Xi laughed, "It will have an impact, but it's mostly a positive impact. Not only will your traffic not decrease, it will even increase. This is the contrast we want."

"Really? Isn't this a deception among the current fans?" Nan Xiang was stunned. "Is this what the entertainment industry calls the collapse of a person's image?"

"A collapsed house is a collapsed house, but we also need to see how it collapsed." Jian Xi's eyes swept up and down Nan Xiang, and he said with a smile, "Your online pictures are non-mainstream, with rap and social dance, but from the general point of view, you are tall and in good shape. If you are crooked in real life with crooked eyes, crooked mouth, pockmarked face, dark skin, and a 200-pound road tank, then it must have collapsed completely, and it is considered to be a ruin."

Hearing this bastard's description, Nan Xiang gritted her teeth. Isn't this purely slandering herself?

Jian Xi smiled and continued, "But you are not like this in real life. On the Internet, you are a non-mainstream girl, but in real life, you are a cool art goddess from a 211 university. You are educated, beautiful, and pretty. This contrast will only make your fans more excited. If your image collapses, you will automatically rebuild a better one."

"Ah?" Nan Xiang's eyes widened. Besides the comfort from the other party's explanation, it was rare for her to hear such direct praise from the other party.

Although I could tell from his physical reactions that this guy liked me before, I had never heard him say this to me.

I thought this bastard didn’t know how to praise people with his mouth!
"What?" Seeing her like this, Jian Xi thought she was just having fun, so he reminded her, "But you should also be careful. Not everyone will think this is a better idea. Maybe someone who knows you, like a schoolmate, will scold you for this, saying you are bringing disgrace to the school."

"Hmph, I don't bother to care about them. I haven't been in touch with those classmates since graduation." Nan Xiang curled her lips. Although she was indeed worried just now, after hearing what Jian Xi said, she felt that it was not a big deal.

Once the thought arises, the world suddenly seems vast.

"That's good." Jian Xi nodded with a smile. Seeing Nan Xiang drinking the pear juice again, he suddenly asked another question while his throat was rolling:
"Nan Xiang, are you sure you want to continue making a living on the Internet?"

"..."

Hearing this bastard asking her such a serious question in this tone, Nan Xiang's relaxed mood suddenly sank again.

Especially when she saw the strange look in the other person's eyes, she was a little annoyed, so she let go of the kettle and leaned back in her chair, angrily saying, "I don't know, anyway, I've sold myself to you, whether I continue or not is up to you!"

It's not a bad thing to be bad, sometimes it's good to use it.

Jian Xi felt a little helpless when he saw her like this. He sighed and said, "What I mean is, if you still can't adapt to the exposure of your image, you should maintain your current status until you have enough traffic and then consider whether to disappear. But if you still want to be an Internet celebrity, then we will plan for the next stage in advance."

"Hmm? What are you planning?" Nan Xiang asked in confusion, but after seeing the other person's eyes, she curled her lips again, "I'll listen to you, and...besides continuing like this, do I have any other choice?"

Speaking of the latter part, Nan Xiang's eyes were a little confused. If she didn't continue to be an internet celebrity, could she go back to designing?
Both the time and the income are unacceptable to her now. Or should she become an internet celebrity designer?

Jian Xi wanted to say something else, but he already understood the other party's thoughts, so he said directly: "If you still want to be an Internet celebrity, you have to make use of your real appearance in the future, and you can't just focus on being non-mainstream."

It is already 2016, and due to my early efforts, the online non-mainstream and social dance tracks are more chaotic than expected. I estimate that they will not survive for more than two years. When they are about to reach the peak, it means they have reached the end of the road. I will have to retreat after only one or two years.

"You need to open another account, but it won't be your non-mainstream appearance. After a while, when the popularity of "Sword Mountain and Fire Sea" starts to decrease, I will have someone push the post that exposes your real appearance online. No matter how you expose your real appearance, the content of your second account will be about you pretending to be a campus goddess in real life..."

"I'm not pretending, I'm actually a campus goddess!" Nan Xiang interrupted the bastard unhappily.

"OK, that's your original image, and the main camp is not on Weibo or Kuaishou, but on Xiaohongshu. The content is the same as in real life, focusing on design, painting, dancing, and recommendation... that is, good things. Don't you usually use luxury goods? You don't have to hide it anymore. Put this kind of content that focuses on exquisite image there, and slowly build up your other image."

After hearing what Jian Xi said, Nan Xiang was somewhat moved, but still felt strange in her heart: "Isn't the difference between the two sides too big? What if someone asks me about social dance later?"

"It's okay. Even if there are some pains, they are only temporary. Transformation is inevitable sooner or later. Just don't expose that account so quickly. Just run your non-mainstream business normally first, and you can operate it more slowly over there." Jian Xi pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "If someone asks you about it in the future, just say that this is not your black history, but the way you got here."

After cutting off the men, the women will be cut off. And for quite a long time, the custom of using women's restrooms will not be formed there, so it doesn't matter if you have the best of both worlds. It's just the right time to take over the traffic of social dance after the crackdown.

When e-commerce live streaming becomes popular, the reputation of the social shaking ancestor milk can bring in more traffic for conversion.

Although I originally wanted to package and sell this part, the situation is different now. I need to do more screening and splitting. Some of them still need to be sold, but some cannot be sold.

Nan Xiang felt a little dizzy after hearing this. After frowning and thinking for a while, she said weakly: "This... you said too much, I don't fully understand."

"It's okay, just take your time to think about it, there's no rush." ​​Jian Xi stood up with a smile, "Okay, let's stop here for now, I'll continue to explain it to you later."

"Okay." Nan Xiang nodded. Seeing that the other party was about to leave, she couldn't help but shout, "Um... nothing else?"

"Oh, by the way, if you leave later tonight, I'll work overtime for you and, by the way... help you with your throat."

"...Yeah." Nan Xiang blushed and lowered her head to pinch the corner of her clothes.

(End of this chapter)