Xiao Mo bent down and pulled a bottle of liquor out from under the table.
Wang Xiaoliang recognized it at a glance: one of the gifts Wei Zijin had used during the livestream.
"It's a prop. It wouldn't be right not to test the goods." Xiao Mo unscrewed the cap, poured a little under half a paper cup for Wang Xiaoliang, and filled his own.
"Xiaoliang, I'm in a good mood today. Have a drink with me."
Wang Xiaoliang was indeed happy.
He glanced at Wei Zijin.
"You're driving."
Wei Zijin nodded and took a bottle of mineral water.
The two paper cups clinked together. Wang Xiaoliang tipped his head back and drained his. It went down smoothly and really did taste pretty good.
Xiao Mo put down his cup and turned to Wei Zijin.
"How did your first livestream feel?"
"Nerve-racking."
"Just nerve-racking?"
Wei Zijin held the water bottle in both hands, rubbing the corner of the label with her thumb. "And a little... embarrassing. Knowing I was selling things, I kept feeling like something wasn't right. I don't feel that way when I'm doing interviews, but as soon as products get involved, I keep wondering-will the audience think I've become too commercial?"
Xiao Mo chuckled and filled his cup again.
"I actually think you were born for this."
Wei Zijin looked up.
"Your ability to express yourself goes without saying. You have that foundation from working in television, so that's no surprise. The key is that energy of yours-when you were promoting the serum, everyone in the comments was clamoring to buy it. Know why? Because you didn't seem like you were selling something. You seemed like you were recommending it to a close girlfriend. You can't learn that."
"And your fan base is genuinely good. I never