Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 453 - 290 is about to go viral!_3

Dong Mao’s fists had hardened!

Is it crucial in the dm?

The key is in the three words ’iron rooster’ ahead!!!

Just as he was about to blow up, he heard his boss say indifferently, "Very good, go to finance to collect your bonus tomorrow."

A gleam flashed in Dong Mao’s eyes: Giggling!

After the livestream ended, Xia Ye yawned, rubbed her wrists, and her neck.

Those internet-addicted teens really could sit still: For hours of game livestreaming. If it wasn’t for helping her sisters with online sales, she wouldn’t have lasted.

Zhou Yao quickly ran over to her, wrapping her arms around her and aiming for a kiss. Just before their lips touched, Xia Xing pushed her forehead with his hand.

Xia Ye thought: What a pity.

Zhou Yao’s mouth stopped just two centimeters away from Xia Ye’s cheek, unable to make contact. Her soft, pouty lips looked somewhat comical.

But she wasn’t angry at all; on the contrary, her little face turned red.

The hand resting on her forehead... was it the hand of her idol?

What a stroke of good fortune!

Reining in her excessive excitement, Zhou Yao saw Xia Xing withdraw his hand and then he slung his arm over Xia Ye’s shoulder, "I’ll drive you back to school."

Zhou Yao really wanted to catch a ride with her idol, but she had something important to do: "Um, I still need to sort some things out. You guys go ahead."

Xia Ye nodded, "I’ll give you the signed photo tomorrow."

She hadn’t taken it yet.

Xia Xing turned back to ask Tian Ye.

Tian Ye packed up his backpack. As the livestream ended, he switched back to his studious persona, a stark contrast to the sharpness displayed during the game, appearing solitary and desolate, "Thanks, but I’ll just take the bus." freewēbnoveℓ.com

The group went their separate ways. Pang Shen was heading to the bar to party and left the keys to the livestreaming room with Zhou Yao, as tallying orders was quite a draining task.

Zhou Yao made herself a cup of coffee, preparing for a late-night battle.

She first tallied the list of all the lucky prize-winners, and casually glanced at their addresses.

She thought most would be fans from Capital City but was surprised to see addresses that spanned the breadth of the country.

It wasn’t until the last one that an address in Capital City appeared.

’Beijing City, XX District, XX Street, X Courtyard, to the reception of Jiang Group, forward to the President’s Office...’

Zhou Yao: ...

In Capital City, there seems to be only one Jiang Group...

But before she could relish the CP (couple pairing) moment, she noticed another problem staring at the computer screen.

Wasn’t the number of pages for the total order a bit too many...

A total of 17,000 bags, and many fans buying several bags each. Shouldn’t there be just over a hundred pages at 100 orders per page?

But the number at the bottom of the screen showed... an astonishing over 4,000 pages?

Zhou Yao thought there was a glitch in the system, but after refreshing several times, it still showed over 4,000 pages.

Remembering that the last round of flash sales took longer than the previous ones, intrigued, she tracked down the last welfare link.

Zhou Yao: ...

The last time she posted the link in a hurry, her hand trembled, and she accidentally added two extra zeros...

So, the last round did not sell 5,000 bags but... five hundred thousand bags!!!

Considering it now, the two to three minutes it took for the last round to sell out wasn’t long at all.

Xia Ye’s fans had managed to sell out five hundred thousand bags of snacks in just two to three minutes!

Zhou Yao quickly did some mental math with her fingers.

With a profit of eighty cents per bag, five hundred thousand bags would be... four hundred thousand yuan!

Daddy! We’re finally going to be rich!

She whipped out her phone and dialed her father’s number.

Zhou Youquan, sensing something off in his daughter’s voice, thought she was worn out from the livestream and felt incredibly concerned, "Yaoyao, are you exhausted? Send me your address, and I’ll come to pick you up. It’s not safe for a girl to walk alone at night..."

"Dad, that’s not important," Zhou Yao interjected impatiently before he could finish, "There’s a serious situation here..."

"What’s wrong?" Zhou Youquan asked, "Couldn’t sell them? It’s okay, dad can sell them slowly. I’ve thought it over today, and my girl is right, gold will shine sooner or later. Dad won’t give up."

Zhou Yao took a deep breath, "They’re all sold out."

"All sold out? 17,000 bags?" Zhou Youquan’s voice shot up an octave.

Zhou Yao: "And we sold a bit extra. Dad, can your factory handle it..."

Zhou Youquan couldn’t stop grinning, "Ah, the factory is very efficient, no matter how many more we sell, we can make them."

"500,000 bags," Zhou Yao murmured softly.

Zhou Youquan: "No problem, just 500,000 bags..." He caught himself mid-sentence, "What did you say? 500... thousand... bags?"