132: Chapter 132 Jiang Miaozhu Encounters a Greasy Man

"Do you have any good advice? I see those big streamers are all quite impressive."

"Then you'll have to ask a big streamer; I'm just starting out." He Yunshen gave a polite smile.

With that, Lin Xi stopped asking.

She had thought he might have some special channels or methods.

Now it seemed she might as well just do some suggestive content herself.

Hmph!

Stingy guy!

Serves you right that your follower count is so low!

Lin Xi lowered her head to play with her phone.

She was in charge of selling phone cases, mainly relying on her looks and... her fans.

Of course, looks were the most important thing.

This young lady is Princess Lin Xi, after all~

"Screen protectors! Don't miss out as you pass by! Only nine-ninety-nine! You won't regret it, and you won't be cheated!"

He Yunshen turned on the recording.

He had recorded this in advance; otherwise, he would have been too embarrassed. After all, he was someone who had been a manager.

A man has to save face!

A young lady wearing a princess dress with her hair in a bun said excitedly, "Lin Xi, I'm here!"

"Hello." Lin Xi put away her phone and responded politely.

This must be one of her fans.

That’s right, Princess Lin Xi was just that confident.

"I like you so much, so I made sure to get up early today to support you!"

"Wow! Thank you so much, I'm so touched." Lin Xi pouted her lips in a touched manner.

"How much are these phone cases?"

"They're all nine-ninety-nine."

"Then let me pick one out!" the girl said happily.

The phone cases were multicolored.

Aside from the gaudy ones, there were also some simple colors.

But there wasn't a single noble, exquisite, or beautiful phone case that matched her temperament.

They all looked so cheap.

He Yunshen: What more do you want for nine-ninety-nine?

An awkward expression appeared on the girl's face. "Are there any others?"

"Nothing you like?"

After hesitating, she shook her head.

These weren't exquisite at all!

Lin Xi: "I'm sorry, these are all we have."

"Is this the stock you sourced?" She hoped not; she didn't want Lin Xi's taste to be like this.

"He bought these."

To be honest, Lin Xi didn't think they looked good either.

He Yunshen was speechless. You didn't do anything, yet you're blaming me.

"If you're not buying, then forget it." He Yunshen knew better than to waste time on someone with no desire to purchase.

"What's with your attitude?" The girl pouted.

Lin Xi quickly tried to soothe her. "Don't stoop to his level."

He Yunshen was displeased. "Lin Xi, what do you mean? I worked hard to buy these things, you didn't have to do a thing, and now you're complaining about me?"

"Huh? I'm not complaining about you. It's true that you bought them," Lin Xi said innocently.

She was just telling the truth; why such a big reaction?

He Yunshen felt a bit stifled. Was his anger misplaced?

Did Lin Xi seem a bit innocent?

Why did things turn out like this?

"No wonder. This taste is a bit poor," the girl spoke up again.

"Then I won't be buying. Keep it up, Lin Xi~"

The girl left as quickly as she had arrived.

Other than putting He Yunshen in a bad mood, she hadn't bought anything!

What an annoying woman!

Just as annoying as Lin Xi. No wonder she was her fan.

"Screen protectors! Screen protectors!" He Yunshen shouted, hoping a fan would come.

Instead, a man and a woman arrived.

They looked like a couple, walking hand in hand.

"Hello, screen protectors." He Yunshen put on a standard smile.

"Wow, I finally get to see a celebrity," the girl said excitedly.

So this was what it felt like to be a celebrity? He Yunshen felt quite good.

He liked it when people cheered for him.

Only to see...

They didn't pay him any attention at all.

"Hello, Lin Xi. We're your fans. Can we take a photo together?"

"Of course you can." Lin Xi was feeling a bit proud now.

Fans were coming one after another.

It seemed she really had the potential to be a star.

She even gave He Yunshen a rather haughty look, as if to say, *You don't have a single fan.*

He Yunshen couldn't save face. What were his hundred thousand-plus fans doing? Had they not woken up yet?

Why hadn't a single one come to support him?

He secretly sent a message in his fan group.

[If anyone is free, come get a screen protector. It's only nine-ninety-nine!]

He started soliciting support.

However, very few people paid him any mind.

A few scattered comments appeared:

[Huh? It still costs money? Forget it then.]

[I can't. I was just about to go to sleep. I haven't closed my eyes in twenty hours.]

[I've seen them. Those phone cases are too ugly. I don't like them.]

[I just got a new screen protector, so I don't need one for now. If it were free, I might give it a try.]

...

Jiang Miaozhu also ignored Chi Zhao, focusing instead on her own stall business.

Wanting to be with her? No way.

Because she didn't want to be stared at by a pair of lecherous eyes.

Her profession today was—Hand-brewed coffee stall owner.

She had come to terms with it; she was just here to experience life.

She would take it all in.

And truth be told, inspiration really was striking.

Learning about Chi Zhao's behavior from the livestream, her stomach hurt from laughing.

She also felt lucky. Fortunately, she hadn't followed Chi Zhao into some business with no capital.

Jiang Miaozhu's presence itself was a beautiful sight.

Middle-aged men, in particular, really liked her type.

Young people liked her too.

Lacking maternal love.

[Big sister is so beautiful, her figure is amazing. I really want to be her clothes.]

[Doesn't Jiang Miaozhu feel suffocated?]

[I'm going to the scene to sketch her, jie jie jie!]

[Since there's no one else around anyway, Auntie!]

"Miss, how much is the coffee?" a middle-aged greasy man asked, sporting a beer belly and wearing large shorts and flip-flops.

"Get lost. You're the 'miss' here." Jiang Miaozhu rolled her eyes.

"Oh, that's not what I meant~" the man said in a Pu-Gang accent.

Jiang Miaozhu waved him away like a fly.

"If you're not buying anything, then leave."

The greasy man's skin was as thick as his belly; he didn't take Jiang Miaozhu's words to heart at all.

He wanted to take Jiang Miaozhu to heart instead.

It was rare to see such a beautiful and sexy woman; he had to seize this opportunity.

Jiang Miaozhu's cold words hit the greasy man like icicles, but on his fat face, which was piled with a smile, not even a wrinkle moved.

What a joke.

He was who?

Who didn't know Brother Gang of Second Road!

Brother Gang only recognized beauties!

He had finally found a sparkling diamond in a pile of trash—no, he had found a woman of national beauty.

Even from two li away, one could smell that fragrance, like a ripe honey peach.

The colder her voice became and the tighter her slender brows furrowed, the more intense the interest it sparked in his eyes.

He liked it this way.

Jie jie jie.

The more the other party resisted, the more interested he became!

It would be best if she slapped his face with those delicate, smooth fingers.

"Oh, beautiful boss, don't be so cold and distant!"

Instead of backing off, the greasy man leaned half a step closer. A mix of sweat, cheap cigarettes, and the smell of leftover food wafted over.

It was nauseating.

Brother Gang's mung-bean-like eyes greedily scanned Jiang Miaozhu's exquisite face and the curves of her slender waist, making no effort to hide his drooling.