Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women

Chapter 464: Background Check

In the late-night office, Anglo frowned deeply as he stared at the data on the live stream screen.

He gritted his teeth and snarled angrily, "That slut. Has she signed with some guild or something? Check. Check immediately."

Maria picked up her phone and checked once more before saying, "Husband, it still shows as an individual studio. It doesn’t have the operational nature of a company."

The launch of ten Carnivals instantly ignited the atmosphere in the live stream room.

Nowadays, beauty filters and Photoshop are everywhere. Countless female streamers dream that striking suggestive poses will make them huge online celebrities, but relatively speaking, the male audience has become much more rational and won’t spend money recklessly anymore.

More importantly, with increased exposure, many so-called "goddess" streamers have long fallen out of favor.

Because at many events, or in candid shots taken by passersby offline, the difference isn’t just slight. They look completely unrelated.

A cute doll face can turn into a square jaw. Long, slender, beautiful legs can become thick white radishes. Even facial features can be distorted beyond recognition.

The era when one could become famous simply by flaunting sex appeal, wearing a tight, sexy outfit, putting on a mask, and acting provocatively is long gone.

Without a company, without a team, there’s simply no possibility of survival in this industry. Just maintaining exposure requires significant investment.

The days when live-stream commerce was less saturated, or when skirting the rules could lead to overnight fame, are already over.

Even cosplay now requires a large cost investment. The self-media industry in this city has never been well-developed, so Anglo had the first-mover advantage and became a leader, but in reality, the scale is still quite modest.

Even if Deewa is very beautiful, this industry, like the entertainment world, is not lacking in beautiful women.

Unless she signs with a company from another city, and it must be one with extremely harsh conditions to dare oppose him, otherwise Anglo wouldn’t even give her a second thought.

"An individual studio? Impossible!"

Anglo’s face was extremely grim.

Because the live PK was about to end. On his side, through a mix of using shills and deception, they had spent nearly twenty thousand dollars on Qinka.

After deducting the platform’s cut and taxes, it was equivalent to an actual investment of ten thousand dollars. This amount wasn’t huge, but it was more than enough to easily crush those local minor internet celebrities.

"It really is an individual studio!"

Maria checked again.

Deewa’s side was almost toying with them. They had only spent just over twenty thousand dollars, barely beating Qinka by a tiny margin.

Anglo immediately ordered the comment moderators to spend another twenty thousand dollars on Qinka. They had to maintain the hype and win.

Although it was a front, Anglo was genuinely involved in self-media, because for him, this was the real foundation for making money.

Big internet celebrities could charge more for selling their bodies. Besides that income, he also wanted to legitimately become a major boss.

For instance, several of the city’s famous internet celebrities were all cultivated by him, especially Qinka. She was the city’s number one internet celebrity, built with heavy investment.

On ordinary days, besides earning some money by dining and sleeping with bosses, she could also earn advertising fees from local businesses. It could be said that currently, Qinka was his golden signboard here.

She could make money and also attract those naive young girls to join the company, constantly replenishing the supply of fresh blood.

It could be said that unless they encountered a super big internet celebrity, Qinka had no rivals locally. They absolutely had to protect her title as the top internet celebrity.

In the cluttered live-stream office, Deewa’s delicate brows furrowed. With only half a minute left, the hype on Qinka’s side was skyrocketing crazily.

"Wow, thank you!!"

"Thank you, my Russian brother, for the Carnivals! Love you all."

"Thank you everyone for liking Qinka. Thank you, all you brothers."

"Brothers, you don’t need to spend too much. It’s enough, it’s enough. With your love, Qinka doesn’t mind losing."

She expressed gratitude while simultaneously fanning the flames with green-tea-style manipulation. Her routines were utterly refined, her rhetoric honed to a peak level.

With only about ten seconds left, the gifts on the other side had reached nearly fifty thousand dollars.

"Brother. Thank you, Brother!"

Luis was deliberately trying to annoy them. Seeing the time was almost up, he finally opened the gift interface.

Carnivals were sent out as if they were free. Qinka’s side was stunned. Even with their constant stream of gifts, none were as ferocious as Luis’s onslaught.

One after another, with the boost of his super-fast hands, in the final half-minute, Luis crushed the hype in an overwhelming manner.

Deewa giggled coquettishly, gently slipped off her panties, and discreetly tossed them onto the bed.

The thin lace panties carried the fresh scent of a bath, emitting the natural, rippling fragrance of a woman’s body. Luis smiled intoxicatedly, sniffed them, casually put down his phone, and crawled toward her.

Avoiding the camera, the notification sound marking the end of the PK could now be heard.

He had spent a full two hundred thousand dollars. In the early morning hours, let alone dealing with a local small-time internet celebrity, this instantly placed him at the top of the leaderboard among various good-looking streamers.

The camera only captured her upper body, roughly from the chest up. Not even cleavage could be shown.

Deewa’s live stream room also became lively, with many spectators flooding in. The horny viewers naturally started chatting. She also happily chatted with these strangers.

"The streamer is really pretty. She looks so sexy."

"Yeah, and she’s not using beauty filters or effects."

"Streamer, don’t move yet. I’m almost done. Let me finish and have a good release."

"Female bodhisattva, show some cleavage. Let us see your legs."

Luis had already crawled under the table. Deewa, her face flushed, let the man take off her skirt. Her lower body was now completely naked.

Her long, beautiful legs were in no way inferior to those of her fairy-like sister-in-law. After playing with them a bit and parting them, what he saw was her plump, tender pussy, already in a wet state.

It seemed that besides having a sensitive asshole, opposing Anglo could also make her feel an extremely wonderful shock.

Deewa couldn’t control herself and let out a soft moan, because the man had already buried his face between her legs and started licking her now sensitive and excited pussy.

But they were still live. She was facing a group of passionately flooding-in strangers, and also Qinka, who couldn’t believe she had lost the PK.