Chapter 53 I will be your big brother and will definitely make you famous!
Wen Jiajia, who was eating a crab roe bun, pointed at Xiao Mi:
"You ask her, she can go wherever she wants, it's up to me!"
Jiang Hao looked at Xiao Mi who was drinking eight-treasure porridge:
"Miss Mi, where do you want to go today?"
Xiao Mi actually wanted to go shopping.
But because I overexerted myself last night, my legs hurt a little today, and I couldn't help but feel annoyed:
"Oh, I was too aggressive last night, otherwise I could have a good time shopping today."
But Xiao Mi was too embarrassed to say this, so she found an excuse for herself:
"I'm a little tired today, how about we go find a place to have tea?"
Seeing Xiao Mi say this, Wen Jiajia said with a smile:
"You were pretty crazy last night, aren't you? Are you tired now? I see you're not tired, but your legs hurt so you can't walk, right? When you left the house yesterday, you were still saying you'd take advantage of the rest to go shopping or something, but today you just wanted to go for tea. Is this okay, sister?"
Xiao Mi was not angry when Wen Jiajia exposed her inner thoughts. Instead, she generously admitted:
"Oh, you are worthy of being my good sister. You are really good at judging people. Hehe, you are right. My legs hurt. But since you have said so much, I will risk my life to accompany you today. Don't you want to go shopping too? Then I will go shopping with you. Let's eat quickly and then go to the mall!"
Although Wen Jiajia was teasing Xiao Mi, she was also concerned about her:
"Don't be so stubborn, sister. If things really don't work out, let's go have some tea and play mahjong. We can go shopping anytime, so there's no need to waste time."
As soon as Wen Jiajia finished speaking, her cell phone rang.
I picked it up and saw it was an unfamiliar number.
"Who is this? Why are you calling me so early in the morning?"
Xiao Mi took a look:
"Try the call first, and if it doesn't work, just hang up."
Wen Jiajia nodded and answered the phone:
"Hello, who are you?"
A middle-aged man's deep voice came from the phone:
"Is this Miss Wen? I'm Mr. Cao from XX Media Company. Yes, we've met before. I called today to ask you what you think about that matter. If..."
Before the other party could finish speaking, Wen Jiajia immediately lost her temper and started swearing:
"What the hell are you thinking about, you old fool? Don't try to hit me, Wen Jiajia, with your plans. Even if I were to be a mistress, I wouldn't let a bald, wretched man like you be one. Why don't you look in the mirror and see what kind of person you are? How can you be worthy of..."
Wen Jiajia cursed the person on the phone harshly, hung up without waiting for a reply, and blocked the person at the same time.
After putting down the phone, she said angrily:
"This old thing, I hate hearing his voice, it's really disgusting!"
Xiao Mi quickly comforted Wen Jiajia:
"Jia Jia, don't be angry. You're not going to work there anyway, so ignore that old man."
Wen Jiajia nodded:
"Well, don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not worth it and there's no need to worry about it. Just eat the buns!"
Last night while drinking.
Wen Jiajia told Jiang Hao.
During her interview, she was spotted by an old man from a media company, who offered to support her as his mistress.
Jiang Hao didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but he didn't expect that old man to call him. He was really a thief. Jiang Hao thought about it and asked Wen Jiajia:
"Sister Jiajia, with your looks and figure, the number of fans on your account and the income from live streaming should be very high, right? Why do you want to work for a media company? I heard that media companies are very treacherous and the contracts are very harsh. You might not only not make money but also get yourself into trouble.
You might as well be an independent anchor, you can earn money and have freedom, there is no need to make yourself uncomfortable, right? "
Jiang Hao knew that Wen Jiajia was a live streamer, but he didn't ask in detail and didn't know her ID, number of fans, or income.
Wen Jiajia shook her head:
"Xiao Hao, you think live streaming is too easy. I am indeed confident in my appearance and figure, but you have to know that with the help of beauty and slimming, there are many beauties on the platform. In order to attract attention, some anchors go online to buy those kinds of prostheses to enhance their weight."
Wen Jiajia gestured in front of her chest and said to Jiang Hao:
"You should have read the news, right? With those kinds of implants, even if you have flat breasts, you will still look big-breasted after putting them on. And when the beauty filter is turned on, you will appear in front of the camera as a big-breasted beauty. For someone like me who has natural breasts, the advantages are not that obvious."
Jiang Hao knew about this.
There shouldn’t be too many artificial beauties like this on the Internet.
Aren’t the well-known Chu Chu Beibi and Qiao Biluo fooling people by using beauty filters?
When the camera is turned off, it's nothing.
Xiao Mi echoed Wen Jiajia's words:
"I've heard from some colleagues that if you want to make a name for yourself as a broadcaster, you either have to sign a contract with a media company, which will spend a lot of money to make you famous and become a top broadcaster. This will almost always involve signing a harsh contract, and once you sign it, you lose your personal freedom and become a cash cow for the company, making it extremely difficult to get out.
Of course, if you don't join the company and become a freelance anchor, you have to meet a rich big brother to support you, and the price you pay is to serve the big brother well and accept his various requests. Jiajia has met several big brothers before.
They asked Jiajia to date them offline, but Jiajia refused. If she met a bad guy or a restless man, it would be a big trouble. In the end, those big brothers ran away with their buckets, and only some individual people occasionally gave tips. Although they couldn’t make a lot of money, they still had no problem eating. The main thing was to not starve to death. Do you want to be famous?"
Xiao Mi and Wen Jiajia shook their heads at the same time:
“It’s difficult. Very difficult!”
Jiang Hao also knows a thing or two about being a host.
It is extremely difficult to become a first-line anchor.
Especially for female anchors who are a bit pretty, it is basically impossible to become a top star without paying something.
Jiang Hao looked at Wen Jiajia, who looked a little depressed, and comforted her:
"Sister Jia Jia, remember to notify me next time you start broadcasting. I will come to support you and act like your big brother. Who knows, I might accidentally make you famous, right?"
After hearing what Jiang Hao said, Wen Jiajia smiled:
"Ah, I'm your sister and you're my brother, and you actually want to be my elder brother. That's really wrong of you. But anyway, if you have some spare money, you might as well start a media company and sign me in. As long as you pay me on time and don't sign a contract to sell my body, I'll follow you for the rest of my life."
Xiao Mi on the side also joked:
"And me, and me too. As long as you open a media company, Xiaohao, I will come to work for you. With Jiajia and I's looks and figures, we can definitely become a small success, if not a big one. We will definitely not let you lose money."
Although Xiao Mi and Wen Jiajia were joking, Jiang Hao was moved:
"The balance in the card is almost 20 million. It's just sitting there anyway. Why don't we try to open a media company? Then we can sign a few more beautiful anchors. Wouldn't it be great to have one per night? No, three per night?"
The more I thought about it, the more I realized it was feasible.
Jiang Hao slammed the table:
"Okay, I think this is something that can be done."
Xiao Mi and Wen Jiajia were shocked by Jiang Hao's behavior and said in unison:
"You don't have a fever in your head, do you?"
(End of this chapter)