Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 120 - 105. Fair and Square Game_3

Chapter 120: 105. Fair and Square Game_3

If the foundation isn’t solid, the future skyscraper won’t be as steady as a rock.

The co-host is responsible for closing the distance and clinching sales, while the controller must always pay attention to the live broadcast rhythm, audience traffic changes, and order transactions.

Mr. Lu explained the work content in simple and clear terms, Bai Zi and Zhang Gaoqiang nodded repeatedly.

"Lao Zhang, you’re in charge of coordinating product copy with the nocturnal teaching room. Bai Zi is responsible for the material props, costumes, and timely switching of background music."

"Alright, let’s leave it there for today. Digest what I’ve said when you go back."

After spouting knowledge intensely for over an hour, Lu Jincheng felt his mouth dry and his tongue parched.

"What about me? Shouldn’t I also improve my professional skills?"

After the two left the conference room, only Mou Keyan and Mr. Lu were left.

The senior sister watched him the entire time, transfixed as the man before her commanded attention and unleashed charisma, stirring strange sensations in her heart that rose and fell repeatedly.

"Of course not, do you think you’re all that?"

Mr. Lu looked around, then glanced up at the corner of the ceiling and stood up.

"So, how am I to advance..."

Click!

Before Mou Keyan could finish her sentence, Mr. Lu had already locked the meeting room door.

"Go on..."

Her voice softened, and her eyes looked at him as though they contained a spring of clear water, staring unwaveringly.

"Where’s the sample stockings Xie Yujia sent you?"

Lu Jincheng asked with a playful smile.

"In my bag."

"Bring it out."

Mou Keyan turned around at his request and took a bag out of her purse.

The brought samples were few; the rest would have to wait for Xie Yujia to send them slowly from Hang City.

"Pretend I’m an audience in the live broadcast room and introduce this product."

Lu Jincheng stepped back, creating a natural comfort zone between him and Fairy Miao.

"Ah?"

Mou Keyan’s lips pursed slightly, and she paused with the stockings in her hand: "Here?"

Unaccustomed to a change of setting, she felt somewhat out of place.

"Yes, right here."

"...These stockings are 0D, everyone can see, the feel is very nice."

This wasn’t Fairy Miao’s first live broadcast.

She instantly adjusted herself, took a deep breath to get into live-broadcast mode, and as she opened the packaging, she also organized her camera-friendly commentary.

"They feel very smooth and, um, the effect when put on is also very transparent."

But without the aid of a written script, she struggled to think of adjectives, resulting in a less-than-smooth presentation, stuttering a bit.

"Where’s the effect when put on? Try them on."

The audience became impatient.

"You can’t describe how good the product is because you haven’t experienced it."

How can one feel genuine emotion without trying it on?

How to persuade viewers without showing them the real effects?

"To put them on here..."

Mou Keyan seemed to understand something as she subconsciously glanced at the front and back doors of the meeting room.

Then she looked at the windows, the ceiling, and the corners of the room.

The boss had clearly prepared everything.

When she looked back at him again, her sparkling eyes were filled with ripples of allure.

"I guess I have no choice."

She bent down, pulling up her skirt and pinning the hem in her hand, exposing her long, straight and strikingly white legs to the audience.

The stockings, unpackaged and spread out, were smoothed out.

"Folks, these stockings are really thin, look, I can only use my fingertips to put them on or else they’ll snag easily."

Mou Keyan took her shoes off, her bare feet adorned with neatly trimmed toes painted with rosy polish resting on a stool.

She carefully pinched the rim of the stockings, her arch stretched tight, toes poking in, and hands smoothing them up, letting the pure, healthy white skin be swallowed by the black.

"Isn’t it very transparent? These stockings really make your legs look whiter. What do you think, everyone?"

Mou Keyan stood up and spun around.

The 0D stockings were clear from the toes to the waist, the colors blended seamlessly, and the sophisticated interplay of black and white was impressive.

"Beautiful, just beautiful!"

The audience was satisfied, providing immediate feedback.

"Now, take a look at the back."

As she spoke, she also added her unique little gestures.

Before turning around, she winked at the only audience member, lifted her skirt alluringly.

Then, covered by the stockings, her taut buttocks were fully on display to Mr. Lu.

Her back to the viewer, she tapped her toes up and down, the full moon shape turning into rising and falling waves, their enticing tightness perceptible even through the thin layer.

And the elasticity seemed just a breath away from snapping.

"It’s time to place your orders, everyone! Click on the QR code link below the screen to buy now, the first two hundred orders in the live broadcast each day receive a discount, first come first served!"

Having already thought ahead to the sales pitch after hearing Lu Jincheng’s briefing, and now with a spur-of-the-moment livestream demonstration, she was a natural-born host without the need for teaching.

"So..."

Before she could finish her improvised pitch, the richness behind her was enveloped by someone.

They were large hands, whose warmth could be felt through two layers.

"Hey, what are you doing~"

"I’m still live broadcasting!"

Fairy Miao’s voice involuntarily softened, as if she might at any moment let out an irresistibly beguiling moan.

"No more broadcasting, the audience has left the room to place orders."

The man behind her wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her collarbone, his voice tinged with a hint of surprise.

"How was my performance, then?"

She was all smiles, turning her head to press a cheek against Lu Jincheng’s face, reveling in his distinctly masculine scent.

Today’s Mr. Lu was exceptionally charming.

Especially how he carried himself when showcasing his abilities; she was so mesmerized it felt like there were tiny figures hand in hand, dancing on the tips of her heart.

Therefore, she didn’t mind the man’s wandering hands beneath her.

Even though that hand had already snuck between her legs, stealthily tightening its grip.

"Brilliant."

Lu Jincheng whispered into her ear, his fingers unyielding, suddenly exerting pressure.

"Absolutely brilliant."

Shh!