“How did you earn that much money?”
Jiang Lingye knew better than anyone how quick the entertainment industry was to jump on rumors, so before Qin Chaoyue could be questioned by the public, he took the lead in asking her first.
Qin Chaoyue thought for a moment. “With my brain?”
Jiang Lingye: “…”
“That’s impossible!”
The two who had been spinning in circles just moments ago—Xu Mucheng’s feet finally touched the ground, while Luo Zibai stared at Qin Chaoyue with reddened eyes, unblinking.
“As a wedding emcee—one of the better-paying gigs—I only make 1,200 per event!”
“Mumu’s better than me, but even all her earnings together barely top ten thousand!”
“There’s absolutely no way you could have made that number!!”
As the other party being mentioned, Xu Mucheng had learned her lesson this time. Instead of jumping out directly, she stood behind Luo Zibai.
Her cheeks slightly flushed. “I was just lucky, really. I’m not that impressive.”
Then, in a gentle, understanding voice, she said:
“Zibai-gege might have been a bit impulsive. On his behalf, I’d like to apologize to Qin-jiejie—I’m sorry.”
“But Qin-jiejie, it’s really amazing that you can earn so much money at once. Everyone wants to hear you share how you did it, so we can all learn from you.”
[Mumu is so classy]
[She’s clearly the wronged one here, yet she’s actually speaking up for the other person. I’m crying, she’s so good!]
[Wait, isn’t what Xu Mucheng is doing actually backstabbing Luo Zibai?]
[LuoRiChengXi is REAL!! Luo Zibai can’t speak for himself, so Xu Mucheng is his mouthpiece. Yet another day of being sweetened by this little couple, wuwuwu]
[I’m so fed, I won’t say by what]
[Not really—go back and watch the VCR. Luo Zibai clearly had that “my baby is so strong,” “my baby is amazing” proud-face going on]
[Can’t bear to watch, can’t bear to watch…]
Qin Chaoyue’s gaze shifted over.
Casual, yet tinged with a hint of contempt.
“So you’ve all been treasures of your parents’ companies all these years, raised in a protective bubble without a shred of common sense?”
“What?!”
Luo Zibai’s face flushed red with rage. Casting all dignity aside, he pointed straight at Qin Chaoyue:
“Don’t go too far!!”
Qin Chaoyue gave him a cold glance. “Oh.”
The atmosphere instantly turned tense, on the verge of explosion.
Jiang Lingye appeared to say little, but in truth he had been standing by Qin Chaoyue’s side the whole time; Tang Yeli and Cen Xuyi retreated to a corner, as always refusing to get involved in these disputes.
“Luo-ge, um…”
Zhuo Xi’s voice broke the standoff, immediately drawing everyone’s attention.
“Speak!” Luo Zibai snapped.
Zhuo Xi explained timidly, “Because the job I drew was also sales. Sales comes with commissions—if you sell more, you earn more.”
“How much?”
The production crew, afraid these people might come to blows, interjected through the voiceover: “Zhuo Xi’s commission rate is 2%. Qin Chaoyue’s is 0.5%.”
After that, silence fell all around.
[It’s over, it’s over. I’ve completely lost hope in the education level of your circle!!]
[Is it really that hard? This is basic elementary school math]
Qin Chaoyue asked Jiang Lingye beside her, “Did you figure it out?”
Jiang Lingye nodded.
“So you sold properties worth twenty million in total?”
Qin Chaoyue tilted her head and shot the young man a glance.
Jiang Lingye felt that gaze was like an infrared beam, about to pierce through his skull to measure his IQ.
“Not bad. There’s still hope for you.”
Jiang Lingye: “…”
“I don’t know.”
That was in answer to the previous question.
Jiang Lingye: “??”
At last, the elementary-schooler duo over there finished their calculations.
“Impossible!”
Luo Zibai’s reaction was always the same line. “There’s no way they could sell that much in just one day!”
He turned to the production team.
“I demand that the production team release the footage, to prevent certain people from deceiving others by placing orders and then canceling them.”
“After all, we’re only filming one episode here. The place will soon be empty. A hundred thousand yuan is no small sum for ordinary people.”
Xu Mucheng gently patted Luo Zibai’s arm beside him, saying nothing, only softly soothing his emotions.
But every stroke of her soft, warm hand made Luo Zibai’s heart stir.
At the same time—
His anger only burned hotter!
The two of them, along with the camera, once again turned in unison toward Qin Chaoyue.
The latter stood there, striking and flawless, like a vividly painted masterpiece.
Every smile and glance was there for people to admire.
“Fine.”
Qin Chaoyue seemed indifferent. “Since it’s about fairness, then show everyone’s footage. No problem with that, right?”
“Fine.”
What the production team provided was, of course, an edited, sped-up version.
As it played, everyone’s expressions shifted from “Let’s see what this woman is up to” to “Oh my god, the God of Wealth has descended—everyone bow!”
When Qin Chaoyue said she couldn’t remember exactly how much she’d sold, she really wasn’t showing off.
It turned out that when she arrived in the morning, she hadn’t rushed to make sales calls. Instead, she first reviewed the materials on the property development and the surrounding area.
About twenty minutes later, she got up and went to find her supervisor.
Ten minutes after that, the supervisor went to find their own supervisor… Much of the intervening time was spent by Qin Chaoyue waiting around, bored.
Finally, at ten o’clock, half an hour later, Qin Chaoyue got in touch with the person in charge of the entire district—
Someone who actually had real say in matters.
Qin Chaoyue laid out her own set of sales strategies for selling properties—planned who knows when—to the regional manager.
He’d barely heard the beginning before the forty-something manager’s eyes lit up.
The more Qin Chaoyue said, the more delighted he became, as if he’d stumbled upon a treasure.
By the end, he practically wanted to treat Qin Chaoyue as an honored guest!
After seeing this, what was there left for anyone not to understand?
[I’ve been following over from Qin Chaoyue’s livestream, and after holding it in for so long, I can finally say just one word—satisfying!!]
[I just love watching everyone with their jaws dropped, totally green behind the ears]
[Wifey, my wifey. From now on, you stay gorgeous, and you bring home the money]
[Then what do you do?]
[Me? Naturally I’ll—live! off! my! wife!!]
[Respect]
[“The two of us are amazing—what a match made in heaven!”]
[Wait, hold on… am I really watching My Siblings, and not some Battle of the Business Tycoons?]
[I’m in awe. Utterly in awe!!]
[Please, that’s it? Who knows if what she said is true or whether it even works. Maybe the production team is all putting on an act to fool us]
[Right, sisters! It’s all thunder but no rain. Don’t be fooled—support our bro!]
Luo Zibai’s fans still wouldn’t give up.
They kept hurling every insult they could at Qin Chaoyue in the comments.
However, Xu Mucheng’s fans had contacted the CP fans of the two that afternoon to spam black hashtags about Qin Chaoyue, and just now, with another push, the trending topic actually exploded!
Now hanging at number four on the trending list, it had attracted a crowd of curious onlookers.
Among them were no shortage of knowledgeable experts.
【Impressive, impressive】
【The moment the replay started, I pulled my professor from my major over to watch. Now that he’s finished, he says this video can be used as a perfect case study, and he’ll lecture us on it next class (sobbing)】
【Ears: Got it, I’ll be the next billionaire; Brain: Wait, what did you just say?】
【No wonder Qin Chaoyue said she didn’t know herself—she sold a golden-egg-laying hen to them outright. How could she possibly remember how many eggs the old hen laid?】
【Just because the show’s producers capped the amount, my wife’s perfect plan only sold for a hundred thousand. What a loss, such a devastating loss!】
【Producers, pay up!!】
【You elementary schoolers yelling in the comments, stop it already—if you don’t finish your homework, your mom’s going to serve you some bamboo-shoot stir-fried pork!】
【Or maybe it’ll be a joint beating from both parents (doge) (doge)】
In an instant.
The way all the guests, including many of the staff present, looked at Qin Chaoyue changed.
She seemed to be glowing, radiating light from head to toe.
Ah, that was the scent of money.
Quick, inhale, inhale, inhale!
“Any more questions?” Qin Chaoyue asked, her gaze clearly landing on that pair.
Luo Zibai’s face was livid, and he said nothing.
“Your turn.”
“Roll it!” At the same time, Director Guo was giving orders to the people below.
His face was excited and thrilled.
They’d been shouting “rigged,” “rigged” for so long, and even trending hashtags outside—fine, he hadn’t promptly had them taken down, and he did want a taste of that traffic.
But having the show’s fairness constantly questioned, being accused of scripting a live reality show—he was a director with a temper too, okay?
And the people they’d offended included a sugar daddy who had secretly descended to the mortal world!
Give them the shaft!
They must be given the shaft, hard!!
“Wait—”
Only as Luo Zibai’s solo footage began airing did he seem to remember to stop it, but it was already too late.
【Pfft—!!】