Old Luo squinted his eyes, completely disregarding the female streamer's boyfriend beside her, brazenly scrutinizing her figure.
"A meat-selling influencer?"
These days, with the proliferation of smartphones, influencers can emerge from any industry, and anyone could suddenly become famous.
Of course, if you're incompetent, you can't retain traffic and disappear faster than a meteor.
"You're the meat-selling influencer; your whole family sells meat!"
The female streamer's face turned black with anger, and she instinctively retorted.
"Heh, don't think being an influencer makes you special. Even if you're a superstar in acting, singing, and hosting, once you're in the rules' pollution, you're dead meat!"
Old Luo, considering his identity, chose not to stoop to the female streamer's level. Besides, handling her himself couldn't bring the same satisfaction as watching her struggle to survive in the pollution.
"Say no more!"
