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Chapter 597 The first live broadcast

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    After returning home, he received Bo Chenhe's support. From then on, Lin Yiran's depressed state disappeared. When he went to work the next day, he returned to his cold and serious elite appearance.

    Wearing a crisp suit, her steps were firm and powerful. From Lin¡¯s door to the elevator, all Lin¡¯s employees seemed to cheer up.

    The president is in such good condition, has he thought of a way to deal with it?

    Countless pairs of eyes were staring at Lin Yiran, both overtly and secretly, but Lin Yiran no longer felt it was a burden, but became more calm and confident. Back then, her father had launched so many high-quality and low-price products. This was Lin's biggest advantage. She had to take good care of it.  Only by promoting it.

    When we got to the office upstairs, as soon as we got out of the elevator, the assistant hurried over.

    "Mr. Lin, the live broadcast room you asked me to prepare has been set up." She reported as she followed Lin Yiran, "Are you going to invite an anchor to promote it? Do you need me to notify you in advance?"

    "No need." Lin Yiran heard that the live broadcast room was ready. He turned around and walked in the opposite direction. He said calmly, "I am the one who wants to live broadcast. Help me find all the products that Lin will be promoting this time."  .¡±

    The person doing the live broadcast is Mr. Lin?

    The assistant was stunned and almost failed to keep up with Lin Yiran. He still wanted to find the product. What was Mr. Lin going to do?

    But Lin still ordered, she could only suppress her doubts and hurriedly arranged for someone from the product department to bring the product. Lin's sales had been slow recently, and it was too easy to find samples.

    At the same time, Lin Yiran also walked into the hastily prepared live broadcast room.

    This is a converted small office. In addition to a large sofa and cabinets, there are only basic photography equipment, lighting, sound pickup, and a photographer.

    No matter how it looked, it was a bit crude, but Lin still didn't care. He put his bag away, sat down on the swivel chair, and told the photographer, "Open the live broadcast room."

    ¡°Sheis going to live broadcast in front of many netizens like this?

    There was no speech script and no accompanying company executives. This shabby scene made the photographer hesitate and slowly operated on the computer. Soon after, a message popped up on Lin's official account.

    "The anchor will start broadcasting in ten minutes, please pay more attention~"

    Lin is going to live broadcast?  Or use the official account?

    Netizens who saw the system prompts were gearing up and entered the live broadcast room with the intention of watching a good show. They wanted to live broadcast, right?  I must apologize for directing and acting!  Look how shameless this woman can be!

    As someone said before, whether you like it or hate it, Lin Yiran's name represents traffic. Before the broadcast started, there were already tens of thousands of people in the live broadcast room, and they kept using the bullet "Waiting for Lin Yiran's apology"  screen.

    At this time in the live broadcast room, the assistant hurriedly brought the products promoted by Lin. Lin Yiran took a deep breath, readjusted his expression, and then raised his chin to indicate that he could turn on the camera.

    The photographer finally pointed the camera at Lin Yiran. It was early morning on a working day, but countless curious people poured into Lin's live broadcast room. When the camera opened, what came into view was an enlarged and beautiful face.  .

    "Is it open yet?" Lin Yiran tilted her head slightly and mouthed the question to the photographer, who gave her an "ok" gesture.

    And as soon as she showed her face, the barrage suddenly went up like crazy.

    "Finally, it's here! I just said a few days ago that the shady story has nothing to do with you, but now I'm hammered by Thor's hammer and I'm speechless!"

    "I just came to see how you could cover up your lies. Fortunately, I believed you for a while. What a waste of feelings! Disgusting!"

    "Have you paid back the money from the Su Group? If you collect bribes and do nothing, even the underworld will look down on you!"

    Among the rows of bad reviews, of course, there are also a few praises that pop up occasionally.

    "Haha, I asked the photographer if he was on duty. My sister looks so cool. Why is she such a stupid beauty?"

    Lin Yiran was broadcasting live without the media for the first time. She was sitting in a small office in Lin's high-rise building. At the same time, people entered her live broadcast room in countless places, companies, coffee shops, and subways in City A, thinking  Look what she is doing again.

    In a single-family building in the city center, Bo Chenhe was nestled in an office chair, with sunlight shining in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He was holding a cup of coffee, his eyebrows were heavy, and he pressed the space bar on his computer.

    Lin Yiran's live broadcast started, and his eyes were focused. The secretary knocked on the door at this time. When he came in, he found that Mr. Bo didn't even look at him, as if he was paying attention to something important. He hesitated for a moment, and then quietly exited.  .After closing the door softly, the secretary opened today's itinerary in confusion, "It's obviously nothing."

    He scratched his head, not knowing what Mr. Bo was looking at, so he could only go back to his office and wait for Mr. Bo to contact him.

    At this moment, Bo Chenhe stared at Lin Yiran on the computer screen. He held the coffee cup in his hand for a long time, but didn't take a sip.

    "Hello, everyone, I am Lin Yiran."

    Compared with the bright appearance, a slightly green voice came from the live broadcast room. Lin was still a little nervous and did not dare to watch the barrage. He said to himself, "There have been too many things happening recently. The shady story about the game. After finding the evidence.  Before, I wouldn¡¯t mention it in public. This live broadcast is mainly to share with you my skin care skills as a former makeup artist.¡±

    "You didn't mention the shady things during the live broadcast. Are you feeling guilty?"

    The live broadcast room lost popularity rapidly. Many people were shocked by her "shameless" remarks and simply turned off the live broadcast. Others stayed mainly to ridicule.

    "To sum it up in one sentence, the goods are going to be sold next, so everyone can withdraw."

    "You said you are a former makeup artist. You are so skilled. Why would you quit this profession? How funny!"

    ¡°Capitalist¡¯s skin care skills: Claim to the outside world that going to bed early and getting up early is good for your skin, while you use skin care products that cost one thousand yuan a drop.¡±

    Lin still didn¡¯t dare to read the content on the barrage, but through the colorful expressions of the assistant not far away, he could actually make a guess.

    She sighed softly, took out the makeup remover from her bag, and said bluntly, "In order to let everyone see my current skin condition more intuitively and the makeup effect in the future, I will start with moisturizing and give step-by-step instructions.  Ours."

    No matter what the barrage said, she just did her own thing. After watching it for a while, some people found it boring and left the live broadcast room.

    Although there are fewer and fewer people, the abusive barrage still exists because people keep coming in and going out.

    "I just got up, I'm late, where did everyone scold me?"

    "Do you have a summary of the past? I want to see how Lin Yiran makes sophistry!"

    The atmosphere in the entire live broadcast room was completely different. Lin Yiran did what she did, and the barrage also talked about other things. The assistant looked at Lin Yiran for a while, and then looked at the barrage, feeling a headache.

    What exactly does Mr. Lin want to do?  The live broadcast room is full of abuse, why should she use herself as a target?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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