[Abandoned] I Got Pestered by a Big Shot After Chatting on Someone Else's Behalf

[The author is looking for a comfort zone, so this book is on hiatus for now. I'll revise the whole thing and relaunch it later.]

Fun fact: Streaming is a profession. Streamers talk nonstop for three or four hours every day. How could they possibly have the energy to deal with the top donor?

Behind the hot female streamers' WeChat accounts, it's actually me (thumps chest). I'm just an ordinary operations guy, chatting with the big spenders.

Who remembers the real estate tycoon's stomach problems and food restrictions, reminds him to take his medicine and get checkups on time, and stays up late chatting on the phone to comfort him when he's sick?

Do you think it's the female streamer?

No! It's me! An ordinary operations guy.

Who latched onto the luxury-car heir's interests, crammed on car knowledge, and pretended to be a curious novice? With every "Wow!" "That's amazing!" and "How do you know so much?", the rich second-generation heir lost himself and vowed to send hundreds of sports cars as gifts during the next livestream?

Do you think it's the female streamer?

No! It's me! An ordinary operations guy.

Who kept the genius composer's appetite whetted, made his blood race with a casual remark, and got him to spend a fortune composing for me while crying, "Muse Goddess, big sister, I'm yours!"?

Do you think it's the female streamer?

No! It's still me! An ordinary operations guy.

Analyzing fan data, coordinating livestream content, getting paid posters to stir up topics, figuring out how the big spenders tick... I, the operations guy, played a crucial role in all of it!

But lately, this operations guy has hit the lowest point of his career...

Wait, what? That anonymous top donor is actually a clueless high school boy from an ordinary family? He saved up the money for his donations by working six part-time jobs a day, and after I goaded him into trying to beat the competition, he ended up getting caught in a scam?!!!

This little operations guy, who can barely handle one job, is racked with guilt.

Just as he risks losing his job to rescue the boy from danger, he finds himself face-to-face with the CEO, who was supposedly trapped in a den of thieves.

His hand trembles over the call button: B-Boss? Are you the victim of an online scam, or the scammer?

The CEO falls silent. The CEO wants to speak, then stops. The CEO stops, then wants to speak again.

I mean, managing six subsidiaries counts as working six jobs, doesn't it?

Blurb screenshot from 2023/12/10

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