Transmigrating As a Poor Fake Heiress with Trillions in Family Asset - Chapter 24

Chapter 24: The Livestream Begins

Due to the intensive promotion by “Jing-Selection,” this pro-agriculture campaign was significantly larger in scale and heat than any previous launch week on the app.

As the “Little Boss” of Jing-Selection, Sang Jing had essentially become the spokesperson for the platform. Most registered users knew who she was and were familiar with her livestreams.

The night before the event, the Sang family didn’t even have time to go home; they shared a meal together in the office.

While eating, Sang Jing turned to her father. “Do you remember that CEO of a shopping app who starred in his own commercials, ‘speaking for himself’?”

Sang Wei naturally knew who she meant. Back then, that CEO’s handsome looks and the “I speak for myself” slogan had driven massive traffic to his app.

Sang Wei peeled a shrimp for her. “Are you saying you want to speak for Jing-Selection too?”

A flash of mischief crossed Sang Jing’s eyes, her gaze curving into a smile as she looked at her mother. “Is that not allowed? I think my image is decent enough. Plus, I’ve built up quite a following through my previous streams. If I represent our own app, I’m saving us a hefty celebrity endorsement fee.”

Sang Wei burst into laughter. “Then you are the most qualified person for the job! The app was named after you when it was founded—who else could be a better fit?”

In her previous life, Sang Jing had spent most of her time at home or in hospitals due to illness, rarely seeing the world. In this life, blessed with a healthy body, she wanted to shine as brightly as possible and do things she once dreamed of but never had the chance to complete.

Stepping into the public eye to interact with people was one of those wishes.

And so, Sang Jing’s livestream room opened once again. This time, however, she wasn’t indoors; she had traveled directly to the home of an apple farmer nearest to City B.

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The Farmer’s Gamble

Mrs. Zhang was an ordinary apple farmer. This year, for reasons unknown, her fruit simply wasn’t selling, and she was worried sick. Then, she heard from her village committee about an e-commerce app that could help farmers sell their produce.

The Zhang family immediately went to investigate. They learned this wasn’t a wholesale deal; it was retail. Netizens from across the country would buy the fruit, and courier companies would deliver it directly from the orchard to the customers’ doors.

However, the village officials made one thing clear: unlike wholesalers who take the fruit and pay cash on the spot, this required customers to receive the goods before the money would be transferred to the farmers’ cards.

Many farmers were instantly terrified.

“Will they really put the money in our cards? Is this a scam?” “I don’t think this is reliable. I’ll wait. The wholesaler I contacted said if I go a bit cheaper, he might take them.” “Online shopping? How can you sell fruit on the internet? My daughter got scammed out of a lot of money playing online games. She says people get cheated online all the time, and the police can’t always catch them.”

Mrs. Zhang shared their concerns. She had never heard of online shopping, let alone seen anyone do it. But while apples have a longer shelf life than citrus or grapes, she couldn’t afford to wait. Her son was about to renovate his new house for his wedding next year.

At dinner, Mrs. Zhang laid it out for her family. “I think we should try this. It takes about a week to get the money back, but the average price per pound is 0.50 yuan higher than what the wholesalers are offering!”

With a 100,000-pound harvest, that was an extra 50,000 yuan.

Her husband, an honest man, took a puff of his cigarette. “I’ll follow your lead. I know you’re worried about the boy’s house.”

However, Mrs. Zhang’s mother-in-law, Grandma Wang, was staunchly opposed. “Don’t talk about it. Let’s wait. What if we get scammed and lose every cent? How will we even have a New Year then?”

Mrs. Zhang took a deep breath. “Mom, the village is organizing this. They say the whole country is doing it to help farmers. Would the village officials lie to us?”

Finally, her husband put out his cigarette. “We’ll listen to my wife, Mom. Since the village is leading this, there shouldn’t be a problem.”

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The Arrival of the “VP”

By mid-October, everything was ready. Mrs. Zhang had been selected as the most enthusiastic participant, and the village informed her that the Vice President of the app would be coming to her orchard to livestream.

Sang Jing arrived early at the village and was greeted warmly by the local leaders. For them, this was a high-priority task assigned by upper management—a successful run meant a boost to their political records.

They had prepared extensively, even booking a five-star hotel in the city to host the “VP.” Some local cadres, however, were skeptical.

“Selling fruit is selling fruit. It’s the busiest time of year, and now she’s coming to cause a stir,” one whispered. “Look at her—prettier than a movie star, dressed so refined. She’s just here to make a quick buck, not to do real work.”

Sang Jing caught the disdain in his eyes but ignored it. She nodded politely and asked, “Is Mrs. Zhang in the orchard? Let’s head there directly. It’s almost time for the stream.”

The cadre froze. “You want to go to the orchard? Now? Not to the city for lunch?”

“I’ve already had breakfast,” Sang Jing replied calmly. “Right now, the priority is the livestream.”

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The Stream Goes Live

In the orchard, the trees were heavy with red, crisp apples. Sang Jing greeted Mrs. Zhang, and shortly after, her assistant Zuo Wei informed her the setup was ready.

Even before the video started, the room was packed with loyal fans.

“Is the Little Boss going to be beautiful today? Can’t wait!”

“I’d watch President Sang just stare at a wall. I wonder what she’s selling today.”

“Why hasn’t it started yet? It’s 10:00 AM!”

Suddenly, the screen flickered to life. Sang Jing held the phone, looking into the lens with a faint smile. “Hello everyone. Today we are at Mrs. Zhang’s orchard. This morning, we are selling apples.”

Before the fans could even react to her face, she flipped the camera to Mrs. Zhang.

The chat was immediately flooded with: “???”

“You face-fixated fans are hilarious!” one viewer joked. “You came to see the VP, and now the lead actor has changed!”

Sang Jing smiled. “Mrs. Zhang, don’t be nervous. Tell us about your situation and your fruit.”

Mrs. Zhang nervously explained how she had trusted Jing-Selection despite the neighbors’ doubts. Then, she offered an apple. “Boss, why don’t you try one?”

Sang Jing stepped back into the frame. She took a bite, her eyes lighting up. “This apple is incredibly crisp and juicy. It has that distinct, fresh fragrance you only get when it’s just been picked. It’s nothing like the fruit that’s been sitting in storage.”

She took another bite. “It’s very sweet, but with just a hint of tartness so it’s not cloying. The more you eat, the more you want.”

The comments section finally exploded:

“Drop the link! I want to eat the same fruit as my ‘wife’!”

“The way President Sang eats makes it look so delicious. Buying!”

“Hurry up with the link before everyone else grabs them!”