Сhарter 25: Prоmоtiоn Rulеs
Нearing Zhu Lu’s questiоn, Jiаng Fu didn’t answer immеdiatelу. Frоm whаt shе соuld seе sо fаr, Jiаng Fu felt the twо were quite oреn-minded аnd hаdn’t hаd аnу frictiоn уеt. Morеоver, shе was confidеnt in her аbility to be а mastеr at bаlаncing relаtionships.
She thеn lооkеd at Zhu Lu, noddеd, аnd аddеd, “If there аre аny issues I сan’t resоlve latеr, I’ll come tо Sistеr Lu fоr adviсе.”
Zhu Lu nodded in reliеf upоn hеaring this. She thеn announсed thе dеtаiled rulеs for the uрcoming grоuр brоadcasts:
Those with a fan соunt reaching 10,000 cаn аpply fоr рersonal fan group permissions.
The person with the highest Winning Streak of the day will be the MVP for that day. Their personal poster will be displayed at the top of the livestream room the following day, and they will earn one point.
A team MVP selection will be held weekly. The winner will earn two points and receive a customized video as well as 10,000 traffic pushes on their personal account.
The person with the highest accumulated points within a month will be promoted to Group A.
The elimination system for the lowest performers applies to both Group A and S Group, with demotion to the next level.
As Zhu Lu announced the rules, the management in Dream Entertainment B101’s fan group also posted the same rules.
Miaomiao Loves to Eat Fish quickly forwarded the rules to Jiang Fu’s fan group and pinned the announcement.
Almost simultaneously, Zhou Jingze and Fu Siyan also saw the pinned message in the group.
By the time Jiang Fu and the other three left the meeting room, it was already 4 o’clock.
As she headed home, she sent the same message to Fu Siyan and Zhou Jingze:
[Brother, I’m off work now. Today was another day of being spoiled. Thank you, brother~]
Zhou Jingze replied first:
[You’ve worked hard, Fu Fu. As long as you want to be number one, I’ll always spoil you.]
Jiang Fu hadn’t expected Zhou Jingze to remember her saying she liked being first. His words now stirred a bit more emotion in her heart. She quickly typed a reply to Zhou Jingze:
[Okay, I believe you, brother.]
Soon after, Fu Siyan’s message popped up:
[Alright, go home and rest well.]
Jiang Fu replied obediently:
[No problem]
…
At 6 p.m., Lu Haoming called Jiang Fu on voice chat to pick her up for dinner.
Jiang Fu got up and went downstairs. Lu Haoming was leaning lightly against his car, holding a bouquet of icy blue crushed roses, smiling gently at her.
Jiang Fu walked over, and Lu Haoming handed her the roses. She accepted them naturally and said to him in a surprised tone:
“Thank you, Brother Haoming. This is the first time I’ve ever received flowers. I really like them.”
The sincerity in Jiang Fu’s words and the clarity in her eyes dispelled Lu Haoming’s initial suspicions.
He had assumed Jiang Fu must have received countless bouquets before, unaware that before obtaining the Optimization Fluid, Jiang Fu had barely even added any boys on WeChat.
Jiang Fu used to be very insecure and never imagined Lu Haoming would genuinely like the girl who only knew how to be a Little Follower.
So even now, she found it a bit hard to believe.
“Be more confident. This system thinks you weren’t actually ugly before, and personality matters more than appearance anyway.”
The system’s voice suddenly echoed in Jiang Fu’s mind, startling her. Lu Haoming noticed Jiang Fu’s slight shudder and instinctively reached out to wrap an arm around her shoulders, asking with concern:
“Are you okay, Fu Fu?”
Jiang Fu snapped back to reality, waved at Lu Haoming, and mentally greeted the elusive system. However, she agreed with what the system had said.
The past couldn’t be changed, but now she should regain her confidence and be true to herself.
Having sorted out her thoughts, Jiang Fu then said:”I’m just hungry, Brother Ming. Let’s go eat~”
As she spoke, her gaze returned to Lu Haoming’s beautiful deer-like eyes, gentle yet resolute.
Seeing that Jiang Fu was fine, Lu Haoming lowered his hand and opened the passenger door for her.
“Alright, get in first.”
Jiang Fu had already decided what to treat Lu Haoming to, so she placed her phone’s navigation on the car’s phone holder.
“Just follow my navigation~ Tonight, leave it to me.”
Twenty minutes later…
Inside the riverside sky restaurant in City A, a steaming pot of spicy hotpot sat before Jiang Fu and Lu Haoming, with a beautiful river view outside the window.
Winter is the perfect time for hotpot.
Steam rose between the two, blurring Jiang Fu and Lu Haoming’s vision. For a moment, it felt like they were back in their childhood, when both families would gather for hotpot meals.
“It’s been years since I’ve experienced this kind of warm, steaming atmosphere,” Lu Haoming remarked with emotion.
“Right~ Hurry up and try some,” Jiang Fu responded, casually picking up a piece of Sichuan pepper beef for Lu Haoming.
The beef was tender and smooth, with a numbing, spicy flavor that filled the mouth with each bite. Lu Haoming showed a satisfied expression and gave Jiang Fu a thumbs-up.
Jiang Fu, eager to eat, was currently hissing from the heat. Seeing Lu Haoming’s gesture, she also gave a thumbs-up. The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.
After adding handmade beef meatballs to the pot, Lu Haoming spoke up at the right moment:
“Fufu, do you urgently need money?”
Hearing Lu Haoming’s question, Jiang Fu paused for a moment, stopping the motion of picking up meat with her chopsticks.
“I don’t urgently need money. Are you asking why I want to be a streamer?”
“Mhm.” Hearing this, Lu Haoming nodded firmly.
Seeing Lu Haoming’s expression, Jiang Fu picked up another piece of meat from her bowl and ate it. Only after swallowing did she reply:
“Brother Haoming, would you believe me if I said I simply like this job?”
Lu Haoming met her gaze and, after a few seconds of silence, said: “No.”
Jiang Fu: “Hahaha, I’m serious, Brother Haoming. I just want to be a top female streamer. Don’t I have what it takes?”
This was Jiang Fu’s genuine thought at that moment—since she was going to do it, she would aim for the best.
“Alright, let’s eat, Brother Haoming. The beef meatballs are getting overcooked~”
Hearing Jiang Fu’s words, Lu Haoming scooped two meatballs into her bowl and looked at her again:
“But I don’t want you to work too hard.” The words “I would feel sorry for you” remained stuck in his throat.
“Compared to most people, I already have it easy, Brother Ming. Do you think I can’t even handle dancing?” Jiang Fu’s attitude was firm.
After hearing her words, Lu Haoming fell silent once more, seemingly deep in thought.