The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 374: Chapter 374: Did You Sell Oranges Last Night? Chapter 374: Chapter 374: Did You Sell Oranges Last Night? The village chief was getting anxious. “Xiao Kai said that you guys did a livestream last night selling oranges, and you sold out all the oranges in our village!”

Just then, King of Film Xu came out after opening the door.

The director quickly went up to him and asked, “Did you sell oranges last night?”

King of Film Xu looked confused.

The director glanced at him and understood in seconds, “Looks like you didn’t know either.”

The village chief was quite old and clutched his chest, “What should we do now? Didn’t Xiao Kai say that everything was already arranged?”

The director handed him a cup of water, comforting, “Don’t worry, once everyone is awake, I’ll ask for you. For now, just drink some water and rest.”

Cheng Lu came out after opening the door, and the director quickly went up to her and asked, “Did you sell oranges last night?”

Cheng Lu looked confused as well.

The director sighed, “Understood, it wasn’t you either.”

Gu Yixing came out after opening the door, obviously not having slept well, with a poor complexion.

The director felt nervous but still mustered the courage to ask, “Did you sell oranges last night?”

Gu Yixing looked at him as if he were an idiot.

The director rested his forehead in his hand, “So it wasn’t you either.”

According to the old village chief, last night one of the kids in their village had come asking for help, hoping a major star would do a livestream to sell goods for their village. To their surprise, the major star actually agreed, and as soon as the livestream started, there were a million people online, and the oranges sold out in no time.

The director looked towards King of Film Xu and Gu Yixing. The only people capable of pulling in such traffic were likely these two.

But the answer now wasn’t them.

So who could it be?

At that moment, Little Taotie came out holding Kitty, still mumbling to the cat, “Why did you get on my bed again? You have your own bed. You can’t do this anymore! What if I accidentally crush you in my sleep? You’re so small, so fragile, and I’m so strong, what if I crush you to death…”

The director sized up Little Taotie, wanting to ask, but then shook his head with amusement.

How could it be Little Taotie?

A six-year-old, capable of a livestream to sell goods?

Plus, Little Taotie’s first showbiz project was “Pastoral Life”, and the director had watched Little Taotie grow up.

How long had it been? How could he have such influence and sales volume?

Though he had seen Little Taotie’s profile on the D-sound page and knew about Little Taotie’s thirty million followers, he felt certain that these were fans bought by Little Taotie’s wealthy brother!

A newcomer to the entertainment industry couldn’t possibly have so many real fans in such a short time. They must all be fake fans.

But the slap in the face came in an instant, as the director heard Little Taotie say in a childish voice to the village chief, “You must be the village chief, right? Last night we sold a lot, a lot of oranges. You don’t have to worry anymore, the unscrupulous merchants won’t be able to cheat you!”

The director’s eyes widened in shock, his already small eyes straining to bulge, pupils filled with astonishment!

The village chief squatted down, eyes brimming with excitement, “Did you really sell them all?”

“Yeah!” Little Taotie took out a phone, tapped into the cameraman uncle’s page, entered the shop, and found the link for the oranges, “Look!”

The village chief looked at the screen, although he couldn’t really understand it.

The director leaned over, eager, “Let me see! Show me!”

Seeing that it was his old partner’s D-sound account, the director immediately made a call.

No one answered the phone, so he called again.

He called several times in a row, refusing to give up.

Finally, the deep-sleeping cameraman was woken up, grabbed the phone without looking at the caller ID, and answered with a loud shout, “Who is it! Can you let a person sleep!”

Before he could hang up, the director hurriedly spoke, “It’s me! It’s me! Did you guys sell oranges yesterday? Why didn’t you tell me, the village chief has already come looking!”