Os outros avaliam tesouros, você avalia túmulos, isso é demais!
“Ancoradinha, ancoradinha, como está a minha sepultura ancestral, consegue fazer prosperidade com vento, água e deus da riqueza?” “Amigo da água, essa sua habilidade também não anda bem, cavar tumbas
“Nonsense. Director Li, is this your first day on the job?”
“He calls himself a fisherman, but no three-year-old would believe such nonsense. Yet you, our business director at Xinda Entertainment with ten years of experience in online live streaming, not only believed this absurdity but used it to shut me up. Do you really think I’m that naive?”
“There’s still an hour before the scheduled live broadcast. If you can’t find a replacement, prepare to hand in your resignation and walk away.”
Dressed head to toe in Chanel, Chen Churan glanced at her wristwatch, her pale face nearly melting with frustration.
It wasn’t just anger—anyone would be driven mad by such incompetence.
The current environment was harsh; every industry was fiercely competitive, and live streaming at Xinda was no exception.
Yet now, just as the broadcast was about to start, the treasure appraisal host had vanished.
Wasn’t this a disaster?
“Boss…”
“Don’t call me boss—you’re my boss.”
Hearing this, Director Li immediately broke out in a cold sweat, wiping it off nervously. In his heart, he thought, “I didn’t want this mess either.”
Who knew that “the fisherman” had left with a casual ‘gone fishing’ and disappeared in an instant?
What a curse—no wonder he always came back empty-handed.
“Maybe... let me give it a try?”
At that moment, a voice spoke up.
Both Chen Churan and Director Li were taken aback, turning to see a young man from the lighting crew raise his hand.
“You?”
Chen Churan and Director Li exchan