CHAPTER 90: SCARING NANCY WITH TRUTH

Nancy was dressed extremely glamorously today. Her long legs alone were enough to make people drool, not to mention her figure, which was even more devilish than a model’s, along with her exquisite and captivating face.

Nancy flattered, "Boss Anglo, business here is really lively!"

"These are just small scenes!"

As he spoke, Anglo Nova took her to the top-floor live-streaming room. Another beauty was there selling products, surrounded by assistants and numerous staff, with a circle of professional equipment. Describing it as the moon surrounded by stars was no exaggeration.

"Welcome, Big Brother, to the live stream!"

"Big Brother, you’re joking. We naturally want to recommend more products of good conscience and quality."

"Thank you for the Cosmic Heart, Big Brother. Thanks for your support..."

The one acting coquettishly was a local internet celebrity with nearly a million followers. At that moment, she was extremely excited, looking at a board the audience couldn’t see.

According to the records on the board, she had already received over 10,000 dollars in gifts, and sales had broken 100,000.

It might not seem dazzling, but for a small local company, it was a significant number. Anglo Nova frowned and instructed the staff to push harder, as the numbers were still too low.

Everyone was busy and bustling, yet everything proceeded in an orderly manner.

"Nancy, right? Your external conditions are quite good. If you join our company, I can consider focusing on training you."

Anglo Nova could not conceal his lewd, lustful smile.

His hand had already touched Nancy’s palm. Nancy was hesitating about whether to pull away.

Suddenly, another employee came over and said, "Boss, HR says there are too many applicants, and they’re overwhelmed. They want you to come help screen them."

"Really? Ah, fine. Nancy, come down with me."

When they arrived at a meeting room downstairs, more than twenty young and beautiful girls were already there making inquiries.

The scene could be described as a mixed bag. There were not only faces that had clearly undergone plastic surgery but also some who looked underage. Without exception, however, they were all dressed to the nines.

Some who weren’t very attractive were still emphasizing that they used beauty filters and were very photogenic, absolutely 99-point beauties. In short, it was as chaotic as a food market, with no difference whatsoever.

"The economy is bad now. Everyone wants to become an internet celebrity and make quick money."

This time, Anglo Nova didn’t make any lewd moves. Instead, he smiled with a hint of pride and said, "Nancy, your qualifications are very good. If you join our company, I’ll heavily promote you. I guarantee you’ll become at least a million-follower-level internet celebrity."

Hearing this, hesitation began to show in Nancy’s eyes, especially after seeing that female internet celebrity selling goods earlier, which made her even more conflicted.

That female internet celebrity’s face was completely not on the same level as hers. Nancy had also seen her online—one could only say the power of beauty filters was extremely strong. Seeing her in person, her makeup was like a ghost’s, just barely working with the lighting.

As for her figure... it was a complete washboard—just skinny and tall. Nancy even thought one of her own breasts was enough for three of hers.

How could she earn so much...

"Um, Boss Anglo, could I take a look at the contract and consider it?"

Nancy asked, remaining relatively calm.

" Forget it, don’t even think about it. In this era where traffic is king, no one has time for you to be coy."

Suddenly, a few more girls entered—truly young and beautiful, and their style of dress was particularly elegant and charming.

Anglo Nova pointed at them and said, "See? Even the so-called high school prom queens are here. We even think university prom queens are too old."

"Don’t you know your own age? Being married is a real drawback. Honestly, if your conditions weren’t truly this good, I wouldn’t bother with you. If you’re not willing, just say so outright. Why are you more hesitant than a young girl?"

After sending Lily off, Luis felt somewhat dazed.

The omniscient Lust System was extremely powerful—Luis had witnessed everything that occurred, including her signing process, and had also obtained all the information about the company in his mind.

Nancy returned home in a distracted state, filled with anticipation and longing, yet also somewhat anxious and unsure how to bring it up. She had been informed that in two days, professionals would come to examine her body, and she would need to be completely naked.

The process included measuring various body data—it didn’t seem like a physical examination at all. It was completely irregular, almost as if they were evaluating her figure.

"Big sister is back!"

Leah had gone to school, Lily had gone to work, and Ruth had also left to play cards.

Strangely, Luis and Nancy ended up alone together. Although he knew what was happening, Luis immediately decided to play dumb.

He prepared a serving of pork rib and seafood porridge along with some pickled side dishes, then said in a relaxed tone, "Let’s eat together. The blue crabs are especially good today."

"Sure, it smells wonderful!"

At that moment, Nancy didn’t overthink it. Believing she had landed a good job, she sat down and began eating the porridge cheerfully. "I really misjudged you before—this porridge is much better than anything Mom makes."

After exchanging a few lighthearted remarks, Luis suddenly asked, "Sister, last time I went to Ocean World for dinner, what were you doing at the office building next door?"

"Ah... it was nothing, really. I was just... visiting a friend."

Nancy was momentarily caught off guard. Her first instinct was to keep it secret. She thought that if she became a million or even ten million follower internet celebrity later, she could reveal it proudly.

"That’s good—as long as it wasn’t that Nova Media!"

Luis continued eating his porridge calmly, appearing relieved as though nothing were wrong.

But Nancy’s heart was in turmoil. Anxious and uneasy, she looked at the composed Luis in front of her and couldn’t help asking, "What’s wrong with Nova Media??"

"Why are you asking about that? It has nothing to do with you."

Luis remained perfectly calm.

Nancy clenched her teeth and said, "I have a friend who works there. I just wanted to ask."

Luis immediately frowned. "As an employee or as a streamer?"

The question made Nancy nervous. "An employee—working in lighting."

"That’s fine then, not a big issue. If it were as a streamer, I’d be mourning for your friend."

Luis spoke in a relieved tone and continued eating. After finishing, he wiped his mouth and went to smoke a cigarette nearby.

Seeing this, Nancy grew anxious and lost her appetite. She followed him and asked, "But isn’t being a streamer good? I heard you can make a lot of money."

"Please. Their streamers are... hard to describe..."

Luis smirked, then deliberately piqued her curiosity again: "Anyway, since your friend is a regular employee who signed a standard labor contract, you don’t need to worry too much, sis."

Nancy grew more anxious upon hearing this. "Another classmate of mine is a streamer, though."

"Then let’s observe a moment of silence for her!"

"What do you mean?!"

Nancy’s mind was completely in chaos. On second thought, she realized she had signed the contract in more than a dozen places without reading it carefully.

"Well, let’s just say big companies can be shady, but small ones are even worse. Here in our city, Nova Media is basically a legalized mafia."

Luis picked up his iPad and began searching as he spoke: "They use upfront payments of several thousand or even tens of thousands to lure inexperienced girls into signing contracts to become internet celebrity streamers."

"In their jargon, it’s called ’bait.’ It’s hard for anyone short on cash to resist the temptation of a lump sum payment."

Hearing this, Nancy’s scalp tingled. She had signed the contract that very day and received 800 dollars, all of which went toward paying off her credit card.

"Then the contract is extremely detailed—so much so that you could call it predatory. Simply put, the performance metrics required of the streamer are something only top tier, tens of million follower creators could achieve."

"A newbie could never reach that. And we’re in a small city with limited resources—it’s impossible to cultivate that level of influence here."

"All that ’school belle’ or ’class belle’ talk is nonsense. Without a professional management team, it’s impossible to hit those numbers. And even if such a team existed, they couldn’t afford it."

Luis smiled faintly and went on, "Once you sign that contract, breaching it is inevitable."

"Wait a second!"

Nancy’s mind was spinning. She gestured with her hand and asked, "What happens if you breach the contract?"

Luis chuckled. "It’s simple. If you perform well, they keep squeezing you. If you don’t, you’re doomed. If you come from a well off family willing to pay, they’ll sue you for one or two hundred thousand dollars."

"Those with pretty faces and good figures end up selling their bodies to pay the debt."

"A friend of mine worked there. He said before they’re sent out, they have to ’entertain’ the boss and executives for free."

"Then Nova Media introduces them to wealthy sponsors—that’s how those vain school belles and class belles usually end up."

Luis added casually, "If you breach the contract, you pay. If you can’t pay, you pay with your body. You think these agencies make their money from ads?"