As for the two of them starting a livestream and making videos to beco influencers, they’ve indeed been doing it all along. But unfortunately, there’s just too many female strears of the sa type, leading to severe homogenization and intense competition. They don’t want to be bound and sign away to so guild or brokerage company, so relying on just the two of them to make it big is really tough.
Moreover, the policies of major platforms in the past two years haven’t been very friendly to strears and video creators like them, making it increasingly difficult to earn money.
That’s why, to maintain their current lifestyle, they’ve had no choice but to take part-ti jobs as tour guides.
Let’s just say, they’re good girls, but life forces them to go down this path.
Now, in the elevator, it’s just the two of them. The shorter one, Jiang Xiaoshan, couldn’t help but complain, "I told you this guy’s a straight man, hard to deal with. You didn’t believe . It’s a waste of over five hundred bucks, and we’ve barely eaten anything because we were dieting, it’s such a loss."
The taller one, Wen Jing, retorted, "I have a good eye for these things, this guy has money. If we latch onto him, we’ll have a long-term al ticket in the future."
Jiang Xiaoshan doubted, "How did you see that he has money? Although his clothes are brand na, at most they cost two to three thousand per outfit, and the watch on his wrist is probably worth two to three hundred thousand. Dressing like that, maybe he’s worth a few million, but still needs to pay off a mortgage. Definitely not very rich, he even said he has to work tomorrow. How much money could he have from a job? At most hundreds of thousands a year."
The taller woman glanced at her disdainfully and said, "Have you t more rich people, or have I? Although this person’s getup doesn’t scream wealth, he can’t hide that aura of richness. I’ve encountered a client in his forties before, cultured, mature, and steady, very similar to this guy’s aura.
At the ti, his attire was even simpler, he drove himself to Xiu Zhou, saying he was on a business trip, in a car worth only over three hundred thousand, a Toyota. I accompanied him for three days. After that, he left Xiu Zhou, and we lost contact. A month or two later, I accidentally saw him in a news article online and realized he’s the boss of a listed company, worth billions."
"Really? How co you never ntioned this before?" Jiang Xiaoshan asked in shock, half believing, half doubting.
Wen Jing rolled her eyes at her, "Why would I lie to you?"
Seeing Jiang Xiaoshan not speaking, she added with regret, "That was the biggest chance I had to enter high society, but I freaking missed it. I only thought of him as a small boss and didn’t serve him thoughtfully. So three days later we parted, and he didn’t add on WeChat voluntarily, nor did I take the initiative. Just like that, I missed out."
Jiang Xiaoshan couldn’t help but feel sorry for her too, sighed, and comforted, "Well, a missed opportunity is missed. There will definitely be better ones. Besides, even if you didn’t miss it, that man’s in his forties, he probably has a family and children. How could you make him divorce and marry you? It sounds difficult."
Wen Jing shook her head and said, "Even if I can’t be the main wife, just being his mistress would still guarantee a life of luxury. Isn’t that what us won aim for?"
"That’s true enough." Jiang Xiaoshan nodded in agreent.
"So, I don’t want to miss this chance again. This guy gives a similar feeling as that man did. Generally, the truly wealthy n have this kind of aura. Let’s try together; if my guess is right, we could succeed and no longer have to struggle to find targets, which isn’t very safe anyway. Even if I’m wrong, we don’t lose much. Don’t you think?"
After hearing this, Jiang Xiaoshan cald down, her eyes darted around before asking, "What’s the next step then? Are we just giving up?"
"Of course not," Wen Jing said firmly, "We’ll show up at the hotel lobby early tomorrow morning, wait for him to co down from upstairs, and find an opportunity to get to know him. So, before coming tomorrow, we have to dress up and present our best. Especially you, wear your Gucci sexy outfit. I bet no normal man can resist your charm. Tomorrow, you take the lead."
Between the two won, Jiang Xiaoshan is undoubtedly younger and prettier. Although not as tall as Wen Jing, at 1.62 ters, she’s not short, and she has a refreshing student-like appearance that n find attractive.
Otherwise, Wen Jing wouldn’t have brought her along to make money.
"Alright, when we get back, let’s plan this out thoroughly."
Jiang Xiaoshan nodded solemnly, looking serious about the matter.
They only team up for this occasionally, and always choose upscale venues like five-star hotels. Although relatively safe with no incidents so far, there’s always a risk.
Jiang Xiaoshan is a senior in college, about to graduate. To stay safe, she naturally doesn’t want to take risks, just like Wen Jing, hoping to secure a long-term al ticket.
The sisters are united in their resolve to take down Chen Feng, the suspected wealthy target.
Little did Chen Feng know that hiding away in a five-star hotel would still get him noticed by won.
After entering his room, he took a shower, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began ditating.
An hour later, he opened his eyes, glanced at several unread ssages on his phone, all from different won, none important, and as usual, he didn’t respond.
First, he lay in bed reading his serialized novels, then browsed short videos, before finally setting his phone aside and casually watching so TV.
Around ten-thirty, he turned off the TV and went to sleep.
The next morning, around seven, he naturally woke up.
He did fifty push-ups, ran in place for about ten minutes until he was slightly sweaty, then stopped to shower and groom himself before heading downstairs to the restaurant for the free hotel breakfast.
After all, staying a night costs over three thousand yuan, so the free breakfast was pretty good.
After breakfast, Chen Feng felt refreshed and planned to return to Red Villa Bay, his ho in Xiu Zhou, as he couldn’t avoid going back forever.
Today, he felt fully recovered physically, so he had no reason to avoid Yu Xiaohui and decided he didn’t need to hide anymore.
Recalling the ti spent with Yu Xiaohui, he felt a stirring excitent.
n remain youthful at heart until they die, generally.
Carrying a sense of confidence and a hint of naughtiness, Chen Feng decided to head ho directly and call Yu Xiaohui over.
The elevator reached the first floor, and with things to do on his mind, Chen Feng quickened his pace towards the hotel door.
Just as he walked to the hotel’s lobby relaxation area, Wen Jing and Jiang Xiaoshan erged from the side, blocking his path.
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