Seeing this scene, Fred was frustrated and not surprised at the same time.

The previous live streamer was Melissa, and most viewers watched this live streaming because they liked Melissa's public persona and face. Realizing that the live streamer was not Melissa, they quickly left.

Melissa sat aside and smiled coldly.

She looked at Marilyn, hoping to see a trace of panic on Marilyn's face. However, Marilyn was still sitting there calmly with a faint smile as if she didn't care about what happened.

Marilyn's attitude enraged Melissa.

Only by seeing Marilyn's panicked look could Melissa feel comfortable!

Robert sat in front of the live streaming equipment and greeted awkwardly.

The viewers came and left. Except for the moment when the live streaming started, there were no more than 100 viewers in the live room. It was impossible to sell products with less than100 viewers!

Fred observed the backend data, and his face was full of bitterness. He came to Marilyn's side and muttered, " Ms. Quesnell, we can't go on this way. We'd better let..." Fred looked over at Melissa when he said this.

Marilyn interrupted confidently, " No. The live streaming just began. Just wait for a moment. We will see." Fred smiled bitterly and thought, " We will see? How could this live streaming get popularity?" Seeing that the number of viewers in the live room remained few, the employees who participated in this live streaming were all sad.

" Marilyn, it seems that you are too confident," Melissa sneered.

Marilyn retorted, " Really? I don't think so." After saying that, Marilyn glanced at the live room and happened to see a comment on the screen.

[ Tycoon?] Seeing this comment on the screen, Marilyn chuckled. She looked at Fred and said, " Mr. Glenn, inform the suppliers that the products will sell like hotcakes." " What?" blurted out Fred.

Marilyn's words confused everyone, including Fred.

They thought, ' Sell like hotcakes?

How could it be possible?

The number of viewers in the live room was less than 100 now. It would be good if the sales amounted to several hundreds of thousands of dollars. Sell like hotcakes?' Fred had been working for Marily n for two years, and in these two years, he witnessed how Marilyn made the company what it was today. Fred admired Marilyn. He thought, " What's wrong with Ms. Quesnell? Was she provoked by Melissa's words?" " Sell like hotcakes? Marilyn, are you out of your mind?" Melissa sneered mercilessly.

Marilyn ignored Melissa and fixed her eyes on the screen. As the comment on the screen of Tyco on appeared, more and more similar comments appeared in the live room.

[ He's Tycoon!] [ What the fuck? What did I see?] [ It's him! It's him!] [ How long has it been since his last live streaming? Tycoon, I miss you so much. What are you going to do today?] [ It's Tycoon! It's him!] As these comments drifted through, the number of viewers of the live room began to increase.

The number of viewers rose to 100, then 200,300, and 500!

Looking at the increase in the number of viewers, an unbelievable look appeared on Fred's face.

[ Is he Mr. Zabinski?] [ Is he the guy who hit Davian?] [ Yes, it's him! Damn it!I was so angry when I heard about what happened at that time. How dare that Davian hit a national hero? Tyco on is fucking awesome!]