Chapter 2: Haters?

After settling Liang Yuzhu’s emotions, Wang Yang left the office and quickly returned to the livestream room, which was packed with all kinds of merchandise, studded with lighting equipment, and crowded with people.

“Xiaoliang, are we ready?” he asked as he took his seat at the streaming station and glanced through today’s product selection.

Jiang Liangliang nodded. “Brother Yang, the lights, stage control, audio, and everything else have all been adjusted. We can start the livestream anytime.”

“Mm.” Wang Yang gave a reply. After reading the last page of the product list, he tossed the script aside carelessly. “Let’s begin.”

Jiang Liangliang immediately sat down beside Wang Yang and prepared the various products.

“Countdown, ten, nine, eight...” the stage manager shouted. When he counted down to one, the camera before Wang Yang lit up, and Wang Yang instantly changed expression, smiling brightly.

“Hello, babies, I’m here.”

Tens of thousands of viewers poured into the livestream at once, and countless comments streaked across the screen.

The streamer is selling which product today?

One day without Brother Yang’s livestream and I feel awful all over.

Wow, this bot army is way too obvious. Streamer, just how much did you spend?

What the hell are you talking about? You think my Brother Yang uses bots? Ridiculous! (Five yuan per comment, remember to delete)

We have a traitor among us. Where’s the moderator? Kick him out now!

Wang Yang ignored the comments and went straight to the point, picking up a DJI drone and holding it up to the camera. “Today I’m bringing you the DJI Air 3!”

“This drone comes with an ultra-wide camera, a 3x medium telephoto camera, and dual forty-eight-megapixel photo resolution. Even from dozens of meters away, you can see everything clearly. That means we can capture scenes you usually never get to see, like... whether there are any parking spaces left in your neighborhood.”

“And this Air 3 also has incredible battery life. Compared with the previous model, it’s improved by forty-eight percent, with a flight time of up to forty-six minutes! The brand also understands the pain point of not wanting to miss exciting footage because the battery dies halfway through...”

Stop talking, stop talking. I’ll buy it, okay?

Brother Yang is still Brother Yang, never failing to wrench my back as always.

Looking for parking spaces, huh?

Brother Yang: Sir, you wouldn’t want the exciting part to suddenly cut off, would you?

Please calm down, netizen from the land of cherry blossoms.

“Now then, the next thing everyone cares about most is the price.” Wang Yang put down the drone and raised five fingers.

On the official website, this Air 3 sells for 6988, and that’s the price across every platform online. But today, I, Wang Yang, spent all last night arguing with the brand representative, wearing my tongue to a frazzle and exhausting every last bit of energy, and only then did I finally get her to loosen up and make the biggest concession possible.

Explain last night in more detail.

No way, Brother Yang, you can even steer down this road?

Brothers, for how hard Brother Yang is working, shouldn’t we go buy a few thousand units?

Buy it, hurry up and post the link. We’ll buy right away!

Sitting to the side was the brand representative, already past thirty, her legs tense, her still-charming face flushed with bashful embarrassment as she secretly spat softly.

She seemed ashamed by Wang Yang’s words, yet also regretful that he had not actually done what he claimed.

Wang Yang did not even glance at the brand representative. Instead, he addressed the livestream directly. “Today, if you order the Air 3 in my stream, it won’t be 6988. It’ll be only 5288!”

“Guys, trust me. Whatever you want, I can bring the price down!”

“Only two hundred drones available. Assistant, put up the link.”

Decisive. Efficient.

Jiang Liangliang immediately posted the link.

The link stayed live for only about a second before turning gray.

Damn it! Two hundred units, sold out in seconds? Are you even human?

Exactly, Brother Yang, please, put up another two hundred. Please, one hundred would be fine too. Really, I can’t get one and it’s driving me crazy. Please, Brother Yang, really, just let me snatch one, please...

Brother Yang is awesome! I got one, and it’s nearly two thousand yuan cheaper than the official price. Brother Yang is truly the most fan-loving streamer I’ve ever seen.

In the entire live-commerce world, which other streamer can be like Brother Yang, really bringing the price down and getting benefits for the fans?

Exactly. Brother Yang’s care for fans is genuine, much better than those streamers who claim to cherish their audience while secretly mocking them for being poor.

Wang Yang stared at the livestream and his expression changed slightly.

In the flood of comments, a few stood out sharply.

Streamer, since you’re so capable, why don’t you bring down the price of an F-22?

Streamer, I want to buy an F-22 fighter jet. Go to the United States and negotiate the price down.

Streamer, I want one too. Don’t forget my jet.

Haha, you people are ridiculous. If the streamer really had the ability to lower the price of an F-22 fighter jet, would he still be sitting here livestreaming? Stop joking. He’s only good at boasting; he can’t actually do it.

Hahaha, that’s true. Streamer, maybe just finish selling and then end the stream. From now on, stop talking big.

Quite a few fans in the room began to push back.

So you’re haters, huh? If your brain is sick, go get it treated. Don’t bark like dogs in the livestream.

Are you crazy? Brother Yang is genuinely getting benefits for his fans and bringing the price down, and you want him to bring the price of a fighter jet down? Are you out of your mind?

If you don’t like it, then get lost. Stop trying to get attention here. Disgusting.

Heh, didn’t the streamer say that whatever I want, he can bring the price down? What, he can’t do it? If he can’t, then end the stream. Don’t embarrass yourself here.

How are we haters? The streamer himself said it: whatever we want to buy, he’ll go negotiate the price down. I just want an F-22 fighter jet. Is that not allowed?

Exactly. My yard is huge. Why can’t I buy one and keep it at home as a model? Ridiculous. And besides, what proof do you have that we’re haters? Bring proof, or shut up!

Wow, does your house happen to be in a cemetery? That yard is huge?

None of your business! I can say whatever I want. And if the streamer can’t do it, then he’d better end the stream and get lost.

End the stream! Get lost!

Watching the screen fill with demands to end the stream and get lost, Wang Yang narrowed his eyes.

From the moment these haters appeared and the comments quickly flooded the screen, it was obvious this was a planned, organized attack.

After all, their cadence was too uniform, and even the wording carried an unmistakable sense of scripting.

In the livestreaming industry, traffic is king. Where there is traffic, there are sales. And traffic is basically controlled by top streamers like Wang Yang, which makes it extremely difficult for smaller streamers to rise.

The only way is to take down the big streamer and redirect the traffic elsewhere.

Of course, even the big streamers were not exactly harmonious among themselves. You strike me today, I strike you tomorrow. As soon as one person falls, the others swarm in and tear apart that person’s traffic.

This was the reality of the industry, and something Wang Yang, like every livestream sales host, could not avoid.