Hanson stretched his hand out and motioned for her to come over.
The secretary was a little flattered. After all, she had not had such close contact with the president in the five or six years she had been in the company.
"President Luke," the secretary whispered.
"Do you watch live broadcasts? Do you know what that means?"
Hanson was eager to learn at this time. After all, he knew that the fans were sending these hearts to Vania, but when he thought that there might be men watching the live broadcast, he felt a little uncomfortable.
The secretary was taken aback for a moment, not expecting that he would suddenly pay attention to this.
However, she quickly recalled Vania's live broadcast at noon today, and it turned out that Hanson was also watching it. The secretary immediately stepped forward to explain the purpose of these icons, and Hanson nodded. "Okay, you go out first."
He was going to send them to his wife.
"Yes." The secretary quickly exited.
Hanson's hand began to quickly tap on the phone screen. Soon enough, his name was on the top of the ranking for the most hearts sent out.
Similarly, Vania's stream also became the most tipped live broadcasts at this time.
She was probably the first one to reach the most income before she even started her live broadcast.
Hanson looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. Very good. I should be the first on the fan list of my wife's live broadcast.
At this time, no one noticed that another person was watching Vania's live broadcast silently—Eddie.
It was almost time, and Vania sat in front of the camera.
However, because she was in the office, the domineering image as a female president appeared instead.
Hence, fans in the live broadcast began to call her 'President Greyson'.
Seeing the fans' warm welcome, Vania stretched out her hand and smiled sweetly at the camera. "Hello, everyone. I'm Vania Greyson, and welcome to my live broadcast."
"Hello, President Greyson."
The chat was full of greetings as if they were having a company meeting.
Vania's smile became even bigger, which made Hanson intoxicated. He seemed to think that if he hid her away, only he could see her smile.
"Today, I'll be going live to talk about makeup."
Vania talked about the contents of her live broadcast curtly. Holding live broadcasts about makeup was not something new in the industry.
Nonetheless, everyone was still a little disappointed. They didn't expect that the long-awaited live broadcast turned out to be about makeup.
Some people were not even interested and quit the live broadcast. When she saw how everyone's reaction seemed rather bland, Vania smiled and explained to everyone, "I haven't finished yet. Don't worry, guys—today's live broadcast will definitely not disappoint you."
With that, the camera panned to the big boxes in her office.
"These are the boxes I just received today. I'll give you an unboxing first."
Recently, unboxing live broadcasts conducted by celebrities were all the rage as well.
"I want to add that these boxes were given to me by my man," Vania said happily.
Hearing the words 'my man', Hanson's expression changed. I want to buy gifts for my wife; the more, the better.
The live broadcast, which was still boring just moments ago, became active with gossip.
'Are we here to watch them show their affection?'
'Is it really appropriate to give us a show of PDA without warning?'
'Are you two for real? President Luke just showed his affection on Twitter, and you are showing it in the live broadcast. You're killing us singles!'
'This live broadcast did not disappoint! I'll save money on lunch because I'm full just by watching this.'
This live broadcast suddenly became a large-scale repartee, but despite the banter, the netizens were still very happy.
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