Transmigrating As a Poor Fake Heiress with Trillions in Family Asset - Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Live-Streamed Car Pickup

The next morning, Sang Jing arrived at the agreed-upon location with Wu Xiao, followed by a live-streamer.

Although they weren’t broadcasting on a TV station, this streamer was a highly famous influencer specializing in product recommendations. This was a collaboration: Jing-Select provided the trending topic and content, while the influencer provided the fan base and platform.

The streamer had opened the broadcast room early, but it was already filled with skeptical viewers.

“I heard from an insider—this is just a gimmick. There’s no way they’re selling cars at such low prices.”

“I don’t believe it either. Even when the Kou Group malls opened, they didn’t have discounts this big. Can a shopping app really be that powerful? It’s not just the car; the prices of many items in their app are unbelievably low.”

Meanwhile, Kou Yan, who hadn’t gone to work today, was waiting for a doctor to arrive for his check-up. He opened the live stream on his phone. He didn’t question the authenticity of the event; in fact, he felt a deep-seated admiration for Sang Jing’s business mind.

The streamer ignored the skeptical comments, replying only to the friendly ones. As the scheduled time arrived, her eyes lit up and she turned the camera. “Our protagonist is finally here! This is the Vice President of Jing-Select, Ms. Sang Jing.”

Sang Jing wore exquisite makeup and a soft, smoky-gray printed silk shirt, making her look elegant yet capable. She gave a faint smile to the camera. “Hello everyone, I’m Sang Jing.”

The stream didn’t jump straight to the car pickup. Following the script vetted by Sang Jing’s assistant, the streamer began an interview.

Streamer: “Why is your app called Jing-Select?”

Sang Jing looked into the lens and shared her backstory, using it to convey the brand’s culture.

“The ‘Jing’ in Jing-Select comes from my name. My parents and I were separated for over twenty years and only reunited recently.”

Streamer: (Acting surprised) “What happened?”

“As those who follow my Weibo know, I was previously the daughter of the An family,” Sang Jing explained. “But recently, the truth came out that I was switched at birth in the hospital. So, I returned to my biological parents. It was a stroke of fate; right after I returned, my father told me he had an idea for online shopping and had secured support from an investor. Our reunion was a moment worth commemorating, so to make up for those twenty missing years of love, he used my name for the company and the app.”

It wasn’t a total lie. In her previous world, her family’s company was also called Jing-Select, named out of her parents’ love. The soft light in her eyes was genuine, making her look radiant.

The skepticism in the chat began to fade. Some netizens even started calling her the “Goddess of Fate.”

“The young lady is so beautiful, her gaze is so gentle. I’m in love!”

“When you were in the An family, they were elite. You leave, go to the Sang family, and now the Sangs are becoming elite. Truly the Goddess of Fate!”

“Seeing her today changed my impression. I thought she was just a spoiled rich girl who flaunted wealth. Looking at her old Weibo now, she actually has great taste!”

Outside the screen, Kou Yan watched these comments. His interest turned into a sudden darkening of his expression; he felt a surge of irritability. Just then, the doctor arrived, interrupting his viewing. He followed the doctor for his examination.

Elsewhere, An Siyuan was watching the stream, feeling a bitter taste in her mouth. If whatever family Sang Jing went to become prosperous, what did that make her? Did it mean whichever family she was in would decline?

Jealousy flared as she saw comments calling Sang Jing a “goddess” with “class and ability.” Then, she saw someone mention the marriage alliance with the Yan family.

“Sang Jing’s old Weibo mentioned her and the eldest young master of the Yan family. They had an engagement—does it still count?”

“To be honest, those two are a perfect match!”

An Siyuan clenched her hands, her eyes flashing with a vicious envy she had never felt before. Yan Ye is mine! The person marrying him should be the eldest daughter of the An family, not some foster daughter!

Back on the stream, some “anti-fans” were still vocal.

“Weren’t you going to pick up a car? Are you just stalling for time until the stream ends and pretending the car doesn’t exist?”

Streamer: “How could we not? That’s the main event! To the brother who said he’d tip 10,000 if we actually pick up the car—I’m waiting for you! Now, let’s welcome our other protagonist: Wu Xiao!”

Wu Xiao had been nagged by his worried girlfriend all night, fearing he had been scammed. Standing before the camera, he looked past the lens toward her. “I know many people laughed at me, calling me a fool. But I chose to trust Jing-Select. Now, I’m going to get my car. Let’s see if this is real or fake!”

The car was real. The event was real. Even the free gifts were real.

As Wu Xiao drove away, Sang Jing announced: “Starting from yesterday, we will list one car every night at 8:00 PM for purchase. This event will last for one week. See you tonight at 8:00 PM on Jing-Select!”

She added with a smirk, “Is that netizen who promised the 10,000 tip still there? Has it arrived yet?”

The netizen was nowhere to be found, having fled the chat long ago.

The stream ended, but the discussion exploded. Downloads for the app skyrocketed. Zuo Wei looked at the data, her admiration for Sang Jing reaching a new level.

Sang Jing was also satisfied, especially when a system notification arrived:

[Original Plot has deviated by 5%. Preparing to release the second investment: 5 Billion.]

Five billion! Just as they were burning through the initial five hundred million, this was the perfect timing for their capital gap.

However, a phone call interrupted her mood.

“It’s Kou Yan.” The voice on the other end sounded like it was suppressing anger.

Sang Jing rubbed her temples. Didn’t the original Sang Jing have to chase him for a partnership? Why is he calling me?

Kou Yan didn’t beat around the bush. “I had the doctor check me. I really am sick. Bipolar disorder. The doctor also suggested I get a pet.”

Sang Jing’s eyes brightened. If he was willing to seek treatment, he might not become the ultimate villain, and the leads could be together more easily.

But Kou Yan’s next words left her stunned.

“Since you were the one who said I was sick last night, and I am sick, you should take responsibility. I’m coming to pick you up now. Let’s go to the pet market this afternoon to pick out a dog.”

The call ended. Sang Jing stared at her black screen, feeling a sudden urge to hit someone!

Her face darkened as she gritted her teeth. This “responsibility” line was the classic recipe for the original supporting male lead! In the book, he told the female lead she “saved his life” so she had to take responsibility. Now, because she diagnosed him, she was responsible?

“Logicless people are the worst!” she muttered. “Fine, you want me to be responsible? You want to pick a pet?”

Golden Retrievers and Border Collies were too good for him. A “manic-type” supporting villain like him deserved nothing less than a Husky.