Lin Beauty quickly finished the inspection. Since they were in the mood to watch the show, they stopped blocking him.
But from their actions and bearing, the old boss sensed that something was wrong. He spoke up to ask, "Which side am I supposed to enter through now? Please give me some guidance."
"Who knows what you're here for?" one of the Brocade Guards snorted, though he still pointed at the Nursing Center's entrance. "You can't get through that gate. Nobody can. Figure it out yourself."
There was nothing wrong with what he said. He had never claimed that Luohua Manor's gate would be easy to enter.
The old boss stared at the six large characters—"Cancer Care Center"—and felt a little dazed. Such an impressive place had sent a small streamer to promote it? That was beyond deceitful.
Livestreaming was something new, but since his son was involved in it, he was no stranger to the industry. In his opinion, it was a lowly profession, even inferior to being an actor.
Why did he think that? Simply put, there might be one or two children of the powerful among actors, people who simply loved performing and chose it as their profession.
But streamers could never include such people. For them, it was "stream well, then act"—only after making a name for themselves through streaming could they possibly get a chance to act.
In other words, anyone whose family had even a little influence would never become a streamer. No matter how down-and-out the children of the powerful might be, they would at least start out as actors. If they could not even manage that, how could they call themselves powerful?
Of course, hobbyist streamers did not count. That went without saying.
In short, that was how the old boss viewed