Chapter: 5204

Ma Lang's heart was completely broken down at this moment, according to her rough calculation, Red Hua could make over a million yuan by selling goods in a year, and Red Hua had just paid off her debt. How could she be so wealthy?

She saw Red Hua already sitting in the driver's seat and asked her from the bottom of her heart: "Red Hua, how did you manage to earn so much money?"

Red Hua smiled slightly and said casually: "I've been following a senior investor trading futures recently and made some money."

Ma Lang heard Red Hua's words and knew she was just bullshitting. She estimated that Red Hua hadn't thought about it at all, because yesterday she had accidentally stumbled upon her live broadcast.

Thinking about this, Ma Lang pretended to be surprised and said: "You're trading futures now? I think you're earning money by selling goods online, not trading futures. Everyone says that selling goods online is very popular right now. Earning money is faster than snatching it! The most powerful streamers are said to make tens of billions a year."

Red Hua smiled awkwardly and said: "Oh, Ma Lang, I'll tell you, live streaming is something young people do for fun, and we're just old ladies starting to work. We can't play the same game as those young people! Besides, you just mentioned that kind of earnings requires a headstrong host, someone like a young, handsome, and beautiful celebrity or a well-known businessperson who has run a live stream. Only then can they earn money, while others have no chance."

As she said this, Red Hua reminded Ma Lang: "I'm telling you, don't waste your time on such empty nonsense! It's useless! Instead, study the stock market and futures trading, that's the real way to make a fortune!"

After saying this, Red Hua added: "Oh, by the way, if you have spare money, just put it aside and let me introduce some stocks and futures to you. I guarantee you can earn big money!"

Ma Lang heard this and her heart was already full of curses: "You old cow, Red Hua, you're really good at lying! You've made a fortune by live streaming, but you're still trying to deceive me, telling me that live streaming is useless and suggesting I trade stocks and futures. You want me to ruin my family's wealth!"

Thinking about this, Ma Lang cursed in her heart: "You're just afraid that I'll also find an opportunity to make a fortune by live streaming, just like you. The more you don't want me to touch live streaming, the more I'm determined to do it! Come on, I'll try it tonight! Maybe I can earn tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands in one night!"

"Without being swayed by Red Hua's tricks, Ma Lang said to herself: 'I don't understand stocks and futures, the risks are too high, and it requires a lot of capital. I still think live streaming is simpler, and with just a smartphone, we can do this business and earn big money, whether it succeeds or not.'"

Red Hua drove while criticizing her: "If you want to live stream, you need to have an attractive location. You say the two of us, old ladies like us, can attract anyone to watch?"

Ma Lang muttered to herself: "I won't succeed then, I'll just say my husband has lung cancer and ask everyone for help."

Red Hua seemed to be hit below the belt and quickly said: "No way! Your family's Ye Chen is already somewhat of a well-known figure. You're taking advantage of him online and getting money from his clients. What if they find out?"

Ma Lang shrugged her shoulders: "That's just making money, no big deal."

As she spoke, Ma Lang turned to Red Hua and said: "By the way, what has that old granny been up to lately? Can I borrow her for a few days? I'll take her with me and bring Shou Changkun along. We can rent a farmhouse in Jinling District and do live streaming."

Red Hua couldn't think of it, but Ma Lang had already found the way.

She originally thought of doing live streaming after seeing others selling dramas online and short videos.

She looked around and found that those streaming celebrities who didn't have their own tragedies were either dealing with a child's illness or their husband, wife, parents being sick. Meanwhile, our two elderly men are bedridden, one has been buried under yellow soil to the point where only the top of his head is left, having been bullied by their mother-in-law for many years and then got pregnant unexpectedly while working in a coal mine, finally rescued back home but beaten by their husband again and ostracized by family members. It's really hard to say who has it worse.

As she looked at those who didn't have their own tragedies making money, Qian Hongyan suddenly had an idea and decided to decorate her room and start streaming herself.

In other words, Qian Hongyan started streaming her own tragedy, which is a natural material, almost as if Shou Changkun and Shou Haili were two invalids lying in bed, not even needing to perform.

Moreover, both of them have medical diagnosis certificates showing various injuries. If you refer to the diagnosis certificates, those lying on the bed are not two living people but two tragedies.

So Qian Hongyan initially started streaming and immediately grasped the psychological and algorithmic pain points of netizens, with her fan count increasing rapidly and retention rate extremely high.

Qian Hongyan really made more money than Ma Lang and Ye Chen had predicted.

This is because she indeed sells her tragedy too well, so the goods she brings in are different from those brought in by other streamers. She truly doesn't fake it, and her fans hardly return or refund merchandise. JrNovels.com