I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week

Chapter 3521: Chapter 3513: An Unexpected Incident

The so-called media section is just a blank area about two meters wide at the front.

Invited media can take close-up photos and even get on the stage.

But those not invited can only stand on the outside.

"This seems not possible, there are rules, I can’t let you in."

"Security brother, can you just bend the rules a bit? I’ll go in, take a few photos, and come right out. I promised my fans."

For most guys, seeing a female streamer act coy like this, they’d definitely be unable to resist, maybe even help her out a bit.

But Lin Yi is different. After seeing countless women over the years, he’s seen it all.

This little bit of charm from the female streamer means nothing to him.

"Acting cute won’t work, I don’t have that authority."

The female streamer puckered her lips but didn’t push further.

Yet, she didn’t leave either, just stood next to Lin Yi.

Even though this security guard was wearing a mask, just looking at his eyes, you could tell he was handsome.

Instead of livestreaming elsewhere, staying here to ogle a hottie seemed more practical.

"Haha, acting cute didn’t work; the security guy isn’t falling for that at all."

"You have to admit, this security guard is quite handsome. If he takes off the mask, wouldn’t he just kill me with his looks?"

"Little Steamed Bun, stop staring at him; your eyeballs are about to fall onto him."

The female streamer’s name is Zhou Zihan.

Because she’s flat-chested, netizens nicknamed her Little Steamed Bun.

"Mainly it’s too far; I can’t get good shots of the cars, so I’ll just show you the hottie."

"But we’re guys, watching this dude doesn’t help us at all."

"Who said it’s useless? I’m a guy, and I love watching too; it’s making my insides itch."

"Definitely a hopeless dandy."

"Try to get more shots of the cars, or we’ll start watching someone else."

Seeing someone about to leave, Zhou Zihan hurriedly said:

"Hey, don’t rush, I’m thinking of a way, just give me a little time."

Meanwhile, the exhibition officially began.

A female host in an evening gown, holding a microphone and wearing high heels, came on stage.

"Welcome everyone to the Rolls-Royce new product exhibition."

The applause from the audience was thunderous, with many whistling.

No other reason, just the hostess’s spectacular figure was blindingly dazzling.

"Wow, is the factory doing this on purpose? Why is the gap between women so big?"

"One’s like factory-installed laser headlights, while Little Steamed Bun’s just a little diode."

"At this moment, I feel the world’s disparity."

"I’m a redneck, I just love looking at this; cars don’t matter."

"I’m a redneck too, can the streamer get shots of those factory headlights?"

"Wow, you bunch of old pervs, you really have no shame." Zhou Zihan rolled her eyes.

"What’s the use of shame, can’t eat it; I just love looking at these factory-installed headlights."

Lin Yi glanced at the stage and indeed, they were quite remarkable.

Certainly comparable to Wang Ying.

Once the cheering ended, the female host continued with the microphone:

"Today we’re showcasing four car models: the new Rolls-Royce Phantom, Rolls-Royce Dawn, Rolls-Royce Phantom."

As the hostess finished speaking, staff removed the red cloths off the three cars, revealing them to the crowd.

Cheering erupted around, and spectators were busy taking pictures with their phones.

Some were photographing the cars, others the people.

Lin Yi’s focus, however, was on the last car.

Judging by its shape, it was definitely an SUV.

In the brand’s lineup, there’s only one SUV model, undoubtedly the Cullinan.

But keeping it so mysterious suggests it might be the extensively modified version that was teased earlier.

He’d seen spy photos online before; the interior had major changes, giving a very impressive vibe.

Most likely, the one exhibited is indeed the latest Cullinan.

"Security bro, do you know what the last car is?" Zhou Zihan asked.

"Cullinan, you know, Rolls-Royce’s only SUV model."

"Oh, I see."

"I heard there’s going to be a raffle later, inviting lucky audience members for a stage photo; you could join."

"That sounds great; I’m usually pretty lucky; maybe I’ll get selected."

"Well, good luck then."

As the conversation finished, an unpleasant voice came from the side.

"You shouldn’t even think about that; it won’t happen to you."

Upon hearing the voice, Lin Yi and Zhou Zihan glanced over.

It was a young man wearing sunglasses, with a large area of tattoos on his arms; dressed stylishly, he seemed wealthy.

"Why wouldn’t it happen to us?"

"The event manager is my friend; even if you participate in the raffle, the chosen person will ultimately be me."

Such comments made Zhou Zihan’s face show a disappointed expression.

In a society built on connections, occurrences like this are very normal.

Those without power, wealth, or connections are often bullied.

"What’s with your event, using underhanded tactics like this?"

Zhou Zihan could tolerate it, but others couldn’t, wanting an explanation.

"This issue isn’t mine to address; I’m just a security guard."

Lin Yi felt a bit helpless.

"You’re security, you’re also event staff; you surely know what’s going on inside, give us an explanation."

"You must give us an explanation; I came here specifically for this, and you pull this crap?"

"Such a big brand, no credibility; it’s really disappointing."

"Bring your manager here; we need a discussion."

"Hold up, stop arguing."

As the situation escalated, Lin Yi feared losing control, so he took out Chen Ping’s business card and dialed her number.

"Chen Ping, it’s the security from earlier, could you come over for a moment?"

"I’m at the right side of the platform; you’ll spot me right away."

"Okay."

Seeing Lin Yi make the call to the staff.

The audience quieted down a lot.

In just a few minutes, Chen Ping arrived with the sound of her high heels clicking.

She soon noticed the tense atmosphere on-site.

"What’s happening here?"

"There’s a raffle photo activity later, and some people are questioning its fairness; can you explain it to them?"

Chen Ping glanced at the others and hurriedly explained:

"Don’t worry everyone, our event is fair and just; there’s no room for underhanded dealings."

"Stop making excuses."

Someone directed their complaint toward the tattooed guy who spoke earlier.

"He admitted it just now; do you expect me to believe you?"

Chen Ping looked at the tattooed guy, quite speechless.

It’s really a matter that should remain secret; how could someone be so brazenly honest about it?

Riding a motorcycle naked, showing off like a show-off.