They surrounded me right after the breakup.

At 7 p.m. sharp, the live stream room lit up again.

The female anchors, who were previously wearing low-cut black stockings, have now changed into beige suit skirts.

The clothes were wrapped up tightly, and not a hair could be seen.

audience:???

Audience member: "Where's the milky-white Yukiko?"

In the picture, Chengcheng is standing next to the product display area.

Li Jiaqi flips through the product list from outside the camera's view.

A short film shot on location in the village was playing on the background LED screen.

An elderly man in his sixties or seventies walked along a path in the tea plantation, carrying a bamboo basket on his back, his face tanned dark by the sun.

When she smiles at the camera, she reveals a simple and genuine smile.

Mao Buyi's narration slowly unfolds in the background, accompanied by his specially arranged minimalist soundtrack.

The final frame of the image shows a few lines of text.

[Starry Night and Moonlit Farmers' Livestream]

No booth fee, absolutely no extra charges.

No-questions-asked returns if unsatisfied.

The comments section exploded, completely different from the style of the borderline group broadcast.

"I took my pants off and this is what you show me?"

"So all that was just foreplay with Da Lei's long legs, and the real main event was the charity event to help farmers."

"President Jiang, I was wrong. I shouldn't have called you a schemer."

"Please, make some money off me, otherwise I won't feel right doing it."

"Did you notice that the sisters changed their low-cut dresses into suit skirts?"

Chengcheng picked up the first product on the display shelf: a sealed package of organic tea.

She poured the tea leaves into her palm and brought them close to the camera so the audience could see how intact the leaves were.

"This tea comes from the western suburbs of Jingzhou. The tea garden is over 800 meters above sea level. It is grown without pesticides and is hand-picked."

"Organic tea of ​​this quality would cost at least twice as much on the market."

"Our special event to help farmers sell our seeds at the price that farmers save for themselves, without adding a single penny to the price of Xingyue seeds."

Li Jiaqi, speaking at breakneck speed, added brewing techniques and preservation methods.

The tea inventory in my shopping cart is dwindling at a visible rate.

Li Jiaqi picked up the second product, amber-colored wild honey.

"Family members, our honey comes from a village in the western suburbs that uses traditional beekeeping methods."

"Beekeepers are on average over 60 years old, use the most traditional methods to harvest honey, and only harvest twice a year."

"All-natural, with no additives."

He tilted the honey jar, and the amber-colored honey slowly slid down the glass.

On the large screen behind me, an interview with a beekeeper in his seventies was shown.

The old man spread out his calloused hands and slowly began to speak in broken Mandarin.

"I've been raising bees almost my whole life. In the past, I always waited for dealers to come and buy them, but the price was too low."

"This year, Xingyue's people came. We don't need to pay for shipping or handle the packaging. We just need to make sure the honey is good."

The old man was smiling as he spoke, with a vast field of blooming rapeseed flowers behind him.

The comments were quiet for several seconds, then burst forth like a dam breaking.

The products on the display racks are rotated in turn.

Hand-pressed camellia oil, bamboo-woven tea trays, and wild mushrooms that have been dried and sorted by hand.

Behind every product is a true story of a farmer.

Chengcheng pulled out a scanned document from her phone—a list of agricultural assistance programs stamped by the district planning bureau office.

The camera zoomed in for a close-up, and someone in the live chat immediately recognized that the red seal was genuine.

In the latter half of the live stream, Chengcheng helped an elderly woman with a full head of white hair out from behind the display shelf.

The old man was wearing a faded navy blue cloth shirt and holding his own homemade pickled sauce in his hands.

Chengcheng squatted down beside the old man and gently placed the microphone in his hand.

The old woman ran her fingers back and forth across the lid of the sauce jar, and her lips moved slightly.

She revealed her missing front tooth and covered her mouth a little shyly.

"Grandma, just tell me how this sauce is made."

The old man smiled kindly.

"I made this sauce with soybeans."

"Soybeans need to be soaked for several days first, then steamed, and then ground with a stone mill."

"After grinding, put it in a large vat to dry in the sun. It will take many days to dry. Turn it over once every morning and cover it up at night."

"I've been pickling them for many years, and everyone in the village says they're delicious. I wonder if people outside the village like them."

"I heard that you can sell them in a small window, so I'll give it a try."

The old lady pointed to her phone screen; she didn't know what a live stream was, she called it "the little window."

"Holy crap! Mr. Jiang, weren't you going to use suggestive content to scam us out of our money? Why are you trying to make me cry?"

"My threshold for tears is now as low as my threshold for laughter."

"Grandma, wait for me, I'll place the order right away."

"The old beekeeper was waiting for me, and so was Grandma."

"Did anyone record that video? I want to send it to my mom."

"My mom asked me why I was kneeling while watching the live stream, and I said I was kowtowing to my grandma."

"Have you noticed that there were no slot fees, no markups, and even the packaging was designed by Xingyue for free from beginning to end?"

"Chengcheng just said that all products can be returned unconditionally if you are not satisfied."

"This isn't selling products; it's clearly using live streaming to give money to farmers."

"President Jiang's move is truly admirable."

"Does anyone remember that borderline broadcast at noon?"

"I remember, but right now I only want to buy tea."

The real-time data in the background jumps to a new number.

Liu Meng pushed open the glass door to the backstage area, holding a newly printed sales list in her hand.

All products are sold out.

……

In the office of the director of the district planning bureau, Zhang Jianguo sat upright.

The computer screen in front of me displayed a replay of a live stream that helped farmers.

The top comments section is full of people asking for more stock.

Jianghan has successfully implemented this model.

The government provides the list, companies handle the packaging, platforms promote the products, and farmers receive the profits.

He saw for the first time that a project to help farmers go from being initiated to being completed in less than a week.

The landline on the table rang; it was a call from a city leader.

"Yes, yes, boss."

"I will organize the materials in a timely manner."

……

the other side.

Yang Mi leaned against the back seat of the van, her long, wavy hair cascading over her shoulders, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears.

The fitted knit top accentuates a stunning bust, with an extremely narrow waistline.

Her long legs were casually crossed, and her ankles were slender.

Yang Mi put down her tablet and turned her head to look at the night view of Jingzhou outside the window.

Dilraba was sitting next to me.

The two had just returned from filming in Hengdian, and their makeup was still on.

Dilraba leaned closer to look at the screen: "Sister Honey, what happened at the end of President Jiang's live stream?"

"They directed all the traffic to the agricultural assistance special during the peak period."

"We didn't make a single cent, but we sold out all the unsold agricultural products."

"Huh? President Jiang is dumbfounded!"

The light from the flat panel shone on Yang Mi's face, revealing a meaningful smile.

"I initially thought he was using this ambiguous situation to generate buzz for the premiere, and then making his move when the hype was at its peak."

"Then sell it for tens of millions, and you'll gain both fame and fortune."

"If it were me, I would definitely do the same."

"In the live streaming industry, traffic is fundamental. Any normal businessperson would definitely prioritize traffic conversion."

"The result? Jiang Han's choice was truly unexpected!"

"This is fun! It's so much fun!"

"Jiang Han, wow, very interesting!"