Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

Sun Dasheng refused. Livestream selling isn't something where you can get results just by piling on more influencers.

Seeing Ouyang Jiani's coy demeanor in his arms, Sun Dasheng felt like he understood something.

"You know this major influencer personally?"

Ouyang Jiani's small mouth fell open as she stared at him in surprise. "Master, how did you know?"

"You wouldn't be acting like this if it weren't for someone you know in real life," Sun Dasheng said confidently. He had a good grasp of his little apprentice's personality and capabilities. Why would she do something so irrational without a good reason?

"Master, you've met her too."

"Oh? Have I?" Sun Dasheng searched his memory. Of his apprentice's friends, he seemed to have only met one: her roommate, Lou Shishi.

"It's her?"

"Mhm, it's her," Ouyang Jiani confirmed his suspicion. "Remember how we said she went south on a business trip? She went there to terminate her contract with that MCN company."

"So that's what happened. But she doesn't really look like an influencer, does she?" Sun Dasheng asked.

It was a fair question. The day he met her, Lou Shishi had been barefaced, looking like any other pretty, ordinary girl. She was a far cry from the Ouyang Jiani currently nestled in his arms.

"Hahaha..." Ouyang Jiani burst into uncontrollable laughter in his embrace. Her little bottom then received a few more smacks for her trouble.

Even with the stinging on her rear, she kept laughing. "Master, you're just generalizing from your own experience. Who says all major influencers have to be stunning beauties?"

"What else would they be? Pervs are the main demographic online. I've yet to see a single female influencer with a huge following who wasn't a great beauty," Sun Dasheng retorted.

"Haha, Master, think about what you just said again. See any problems with it?" Ouyang Jiani hinted with her eyes.

"What problems?" Sun Dasheng still didn't get it.

"Jeez, you get so dense when it comes to beautiful women, Master. Let your apprentice explain it to you. Who says that a great beauty online has to be a great beauty in real life? The reverse is also true. Who says an ordinary girl in real life can't become a great beauty online?"

After Ouyang Jiani finished, it finally dawned on Sun Dasheng. So that's how it is. The internet is virtual. With the dual power of beauty filters and makeup, any ordinary girl can transform herself into a stunning beauty online.

"You get it now, right? Of course, not every ordinary girl can become a beauty online; the reasons are complex. But I'll tell you one thing and you'll understand completely. My friend is a beauty vlogger with top-tier makeup skills. Now you get it, right?"

"Oh... I get it. A beauty vlogger. Are they the type who likes to stir the pot online?"

"Hey, where is your mind going, Master? Our Shishi isn't the kind of beauty vlogger who cashes in on gender-war clickbait or posts dramatic essays. She's the real deal, attracting fans with her exquisite makeup techniques and transformation videos."

"Really?" Sun Dasheng asked.

"Of course! Why would I plant a landmine in my own company?"

In truth, he was already mostly convinced when she said her friend was a beauty vlogger. His subsequent questions were just a routine precaution. All in all, as long as there were no problems, everyone was happy.

"Master, she just terminated her contract with her last agency, so she's a free agent right now. It's the perfect time for us to sign her. What do you think?" Ouyang Jiani pressed. "Our company's sales in other categories are doing well, but cosmetics have been in a clear decline lately. It's because the company lacks an influential streamer in the beauty industry. If we can get her to join, our performance will definitely soar.

"Besides, beauty is where the real money is! Women are the easiest to make money from. Do you have any idea how crazy it drives me to see all that cash right in front of us, just out of reach?"

Her ambition was infectious.

"Alright, fine. I agree. When the time comes, I'll inject whatever funds you need in the company's name. But you have to smooth things over with our other major influencer. She holds shares in the company, and this new investment will dilute her stake. See if she's willing to make a proportional investment herself. Whatever you do, just make sure it doesn't get messy."

The very thing that worried Sun Dasheng was the least of Ouyang Jiani's concerns.

She waved her hand grandly and guaranteed, "Don't worry, Master. That influencer has made way more money with our company than she ever did with her last one. She knows what kind of partnership is best for her. Smart people don't need things spelled out for them. As long as we make the financial benefits clear, she'll see that a newcomer won't hurt her; in fact, she'll end up making even more money. She'll be more eager for someone new to join than we are."

"You're a clever little thing," Sun Dasheng said, playfully fiddling with her small, white-stockinged feet.

"Ahh... that tickles..." Ouyang Jiani's feet flailed about, but she couldn't escape his wicked hands.

"Hey, Master, how could you lift it to your nose and sniff it? It's smelly." She was so mortified that he had taken her stockinged foot and smelled it that she could barely speak.

An electric current shot from the soles of her feet, coursing through her limbs until it spread throughout her entire body. A wave of weakness washed over her as her face flushed crimson.

"Master, can you please let go of my foot?" she mumbled, her head buried and her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz. There was no trace of the girl who had just been confidently debating with him.

"Your Master agreed to all of your conditions, didn't I? Can't I play with your feet a little?"

"Master, you're such a pervert!"

Ouyang Jiani's feet were her most sensitive spot. The sensation of having them caressed was more overwhelming for her than any other part of her body.

"A pervert? That's not a nice thing to say about your Master," Sun Dasheng purred, gently peeling the white stockings from her legs.

Without the barrier, the touch of her soft, tender feet was even more exquisite.

He looked down at the apprentice in his arms, her eyes glazed over with desire. "Can you use these to help your Master put out his fire?"