Starting a live stream with one person

Chapter 150 Xu San's Regret

"No way, is 12 million really that low in the eyes of the live stream audience?" The person, who was on the verge of death, suddenly sat up, looking surprised.

It's understandable that other audience members would make a fuss, but tonight, with the principal and others speaking up, someone has to think it over.

Stroking the soft blanket, Gao Dashang's expression shifted between light and dark.

"Could it be that my stinginess really caused the viewers in the live stream to feel resentful?"

Thinking about my attitude during the live stream, and putting myself in others' shoes, I felt a wave of fear wash over me.

"It's not impossible for me to win."

If I were a viewer in the live stream, I'd definitely be cursing any streamer who made money like me.

Even if I am the so-called only cross-world streamer, people may not care once or twice, and can tolerate it.

But after a while...” Putting himself in the audience's shoes, Gao Dashang's expression became increasingly interesting.

"We haven't seen any real benefits. All of us have invested over two billion together. I... wait a minute." Suddenly realizing this, Gao Dashang said unhappily, "Tonight, I was almost fooled by you."

That 2 billion includes GG's endorsement fees and the fees from selling training courses, so how come it's all just tips?

Especially the endorsement fee, I now wear underwear from a fixed brand, what more do you want?

And Little Mengmeng, who says I haven't given back to the audience?

"The Purple Demon Eye was purchased at your urging."

[...] Tonight.

【.....】Little Dream.

[...] Viewers in the live stream.

[If you calculate carefully, if you only consider livestream donations, it's definitely less than one billion yuan in cash.]

【Hahaha!!!

[Tonight, the host failed to fool the big man; a miscalculation.]

Tonight: [Host, just tell me if you've earned a little over two billion?]

Endorsement fees and selling Qi cultivation courses—it's all about who pays for it.

Young Master Qin: [Conqueror's Haki, Conqueror's Haki, Conqueror's Haki! I'll say it three times because it's important.]

White Dragon in the Waves: [Host, you're buying this for yourself anyway, why worry about a pittance?]

Gao Dashang: "Twelve million is enough to acquire all eight extraordinary skills and still have some left over. How come it's just a pittance?"

Besides, why buy so many fancy skills? The Purple Demon Eye, when mastered to a high level, also has a mental suppression effect.

.

[This streamer is a total jerk. Putting aside the functionality, his ordinary mental suppression is no match for a Conqueror's Haki suppressor.]

Besides, that's a live stream; the viewers are there for the lighting effects and visual feast. Your skills are too plain and simple, which can easily cause visual fatigue.

"This... why do I feel like what everyone is saying makes some sense?" After thinking for a moment, the person guessed that it might be because of their sexual skills... "Pah... sexual skills my ass!"

No, I'll have to ask a professional streamer for advice later.

If you're not a professional, then ask a professional if you really are.

"If you're wrong, admit it; if you're right, stick to your chosen path."

Gao Dashang: "Cough cough cough!!!"

"Um, let me think about what 'domineering' means. I'll consult with a professional streamer later to see if there's something wrong with my stream or if this year's viewers are just too demanding."

[...] Tonight.

[...]

Young Master Qin.

[...] Viewers in the live stream.

[Hey streamer, why don't you just pinch yourself to death?]

[You're the worst streamer ever.]

Alright, alright, this streamer's been stingy for a long time, let him go wash up and go to bed.

【sleep.】

[Sleep my ass, don't we have to work during the day?]

I almost forgot, it's only morning now.

[Haha, bro, how big is your boss's psychological trauma?]

"Boss, my buddy's unhappy, just fire him."

[I understand, Gen Z is reshaping the workplace.]

Having made his decision, Gao Dashang suppressed his distracting thoughts and went straight to sleep.

As he slowly closed his eyes, the live stream went black instantly.

[That streamer is such a jerk, he doesn't even turn off his livestream when he sleeps, he's so damn dedicated.]

The screen went black, but it didn't affect the group of funny people chatting in the live stream at all.

I don't know how long I slept, but the familiar ringtone of the telephone rang in my ears.

Upon hearing the sound, the sleeping person slowly opened their eyes and reached out to accurately grab the phone on the bedside table.

"Feed???" The voice was as usual, without the grogginess of someone who had just woken up.

"Da Shang, the banquet is about to end. President Zhao asked me to tell you to take a shower, refresh yourself, and continue to protect King Nathan."

On the other end of the phone, Xu San couldn't understand why President Zhao trusted Gao Dashang so much.

Knowing that he had a grudge against Li Muxuan, he still asked him to protect Li Muxuan's granddaughter.

But a higher-ranking official can have absolute power, and when General Zhao gives an order, one can only obey.

"Okay, I'll go to the entrance of the venue in half an hour."

Honestly, I wasn't invited to the banquet, but I'm chosen as a bodyguard. It's blatant exploitation.

"Well!!!"

"Xiao Gao, you haven't eaten yet?" Hearing Gao Dashang's complaint, Xu San on the other end of the phone felt a little guilty.

"Otherwise what?"

Rolling his eyes, the person who shut down the live stream went into the bathroom.

Seeing the call end, Xu San was exasperated: "You're in the hotel yourself, whose fault is it if you haven't eaten?"

Thinking of something, Xu San, who was temporarily coordinating at the entrance of the venue, darkened his face again: "Not only Da Shang, it seems I didn't get to eat any myself."

Half an hour later, after taking a shower, finishing a piece of bread, two sausages, and two cartons of milk, Gao Dashang appeared at the entrance of the venue.

He took off the suit that Na Du Tong had prepared and put on his own casual suit.

"you...

...?

Looking at the group of people who didn't fit in with him, Xu San's lips twitched.

Zhang Chulan glanced at it once and then silently looked away, complaining, "Brother Gao, the way you're dressed makes everyone else look like your bodyguards."

"Wrong, you guys are salespeople, I'm a fashionista." He straightened his collar: "My wife personally had it custom-made, saying it suits my style."

Zhang Chulan: "That hurts, Brother Gao."

Xu San silently turned his head away, Zhang Lingyu looked away, and Zhang Chulan silently shed tears.

"Everyone else is single, but you're already married and have kids. You're definitely an oddball."

Zhang Lingyu: "Another day of missing Xia He."

Old Xiao pushed up his glasses, while Hei Guan silently turned his head away. The two, both middle-aged and still single, had red eyes and hardened fists.

Bao'er remained expressionless, but her sharp eyes were already fixed on the fanny pack clipped to her lower back, her index finger twitching.

"Putting things in his back pockets and tucking them behind his back—these are all things the master doesn't want anymore. I wonder if Xiao Gao still wants the fanny pack he's wearing on his back?"

As if guessing Feng Baobao's thoughts, Gao Dashang moved his fanny pack from behind him to his side under her reluctant gaze.

Although it affects the appearance, the waist bag is really convenient to use, so let it be.

Moreover, the fanny pack is actually not very big, only about the length of a palm and the width of three fingers, more like an old-fashioned mobile phone case.

"How much longer will the banquet last?" Gao Dashang asked casually, leaning against the hotel wall as he looked away from Bao'er.

"Besides the meetings and business discussions, plus the banquet, four hours have already passed. It should be soon." Xu San glanced at his watch and said uncertainly.

"oh."

"Are you aware of King Nathan's schedule?"

Xu San shook his head. "We don't know yet. We need to wait for the meeting to end and get a notification."

Speaking of King Nathan, Xu San felt a headache coming on.

That damned King Nathan, always stirring up trouble.

If it weren't for her, Bao'er wouldn't have been exposed to everyone's view and become the center of attention.

The thought of Nathan King's staged accident, exposing Bao'er to representatives of all the superhumans in the world, made him want to strangle the other party.

Especially after learning that Bao'er had actually been assassinated for King Nathan last night, he regretted keeping such a close eye on Xiao Gao last night.

Why should my precious baby take the blame for you? You should experience what it feels like to be assassinated.

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