Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 419 - 438: The Qian Family’s Second Son, Qian Song

She smiled, and Wanxing suddenly realized.

"This way, the people who don’t get a spot can buy one from those who do—"

That way, they get to enjoy both the money and the food.

"Okay, that works. I’ll tell everyone about this."

"Okay, then I’ll have to trouble Xiao Wan to copy down all their personal ID numbers. When the time comes, I’ll have the butler robot grant permissions to those IDs."

"Okay!"

"Sister Mingmei, remember to give Xiao Wan a raise for doing so much work."

Meimei said, "Don’t you worry. Wanxing is already on a senior salary. She’s top talent. Little President Qian and I wouldn’t dream of letting her go."

Wanxing laughed.

After they finished discussing the issue, the conversation turned to the PK competition.

It was now the sixth day of this round of the PK competition. As of yesterday, fifteen streamers had been eliminated. Due to an insufficient number of accumulated votes, Jiang Qiuqiu was currently ranked tenth.

Fortunately, the gap between the competitors wasn’t that large.

Even the third-place streamer was only eight hundred million votes ahead of Jiang Qiuqiu. It sounded like a lot, but in a real PK battle, with votes going back and forth, eight hundred million was nothing.

The only ones who put pressure on Meimei were the first and second-place competitors.

The first-place competitor was the top streamer in the Mecha section. A scion of a legacy Mecha Soldier aristocratic family and a star student at the Federal Military Academy, he was the teenage idol for countless young people across the Federation. He was even hailed as one of the successors to Mo Si, the Imperial Blade.

His vote lead over Jiang Qiuqiu was the largest.

The second-place competitor was a songstress from the Spirit Healing section. She had found her path through her voice, and legend said she carried the blood of ancient merfolk. Her voice was heavenly, capable of washing away one’s inner fatigue and helping those with mental exhaustion find peaceful sleep. Her fanbase was also in a league of its own.

Fortunately, after the top three were decided in this PK, the competition would switch to a cross-PK, single-elimination format. Otherwise, if it continued to be based on total votes... Jiang Qiuqiu wouldn’t even need to compete.

The gap in votes was already insurmountable.

"No matter what, we’ve made it this far."

"Qiuqiu, you’ve got this!"

"Yeah, Sister Mingmei, you too!"

"I’ve analyzed it. Although our chances of taking first place are slim, we still have a shot!"

’The result doesn’t matter. I’ve already made it this far. By being serious and working hard, I’ve already changed my destiny.’

After Jiang Qiuqiu left the broadcast room, she started preparing the food for tonight’s PK.

「Meanwhile.」

The Little President Qian that Meimei had been thinking about had returned to the Qian Family villa.

Qian Duoduo sat on the main sofa in the living room. "Now is the time."

"The perfect time."

"That female streamer of yours should be waiting for her popularity to fade now."

Qian Xingxing’s clenched fist slowly relaxed. He took out his terminal and made a few last-minute changes to the text he had drafted.

Qian Duoduo had summoned him back this time specifically to make him issue a statement. However, in the early morning hours, Jiang Qiuqiu’s popularity was at its peak. Qian Xingxing had resisted the pressure, saying he had to wait until her hype died down before posting.

Otherwise, the entertainment news would be instantly overwhelmed by "Another Young Master in Federation Livestreaming, Suspected Change in Inheritance."

He had managed to drag things out until the afternoon, when even the tail end of the traffic had passed. Qian Duoduo couldn’t wait any longer.

Qian Song, who was beside him, also wore a smile. "Little brother, hurry up and post it. I’m waiting for you."

He half-closed his eyes and hit send.

’That message, full of lies and disgust, would soon pop up on his home page, sullying the entire Star Network.’

Soon, Qian Song received a notification.

Qian Duoduo glanced at Qian Song’s light-screen, grunted in acknowledgment, and said, "Xingxing, you did well."

Qian Xingxing’s mouth twitched.

"Little brother, I’ll be in your care from now on." ’I can finally stand openly by Qian Duoduo’s side and call him Dad.’

"Dad, I won’t be able to do my previous job anymore. Could you arrange a new one for me?"

"I also want to start from a small, unknown subsidiary company, just like my little brother. But I don’t have his talent, and my judgment of people is always off. How about I ’borrow’ a streamer from my little brother to help me out, let me—"

He didn’t finish his sentence, but who couldn’t understand what he meant?

Qian Xingxing’s face fell. "Don’t call me little brother. I don’t have a brother like you. And don’t even think about borrowing a streamer."

"Dad, look at him—"