The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show-Chapter 284: Renee Jennings’s Wish Falls Through
[These netizens are going too far! How could they bully our Rachel like this? I suggest Rachel just quit the show, then she won’t have to get flamed anymore. (heart emoji)]
[Yeah, the netizens are going too far. How could they only curse her out a little in a situation like this? She makes empty promises and then turns around to guide her fans to attack people. Her marketing tactics are truly next level!]
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Renee Jennings scrolled through the sea of comforting comments, satisfied, though a few annoying ones inevitably popped up.
Her brow furrowed. She quietly instructed a nearby staff member, "Ban and kick everyone who was just flaming me and stirring up trouble, especially that netizen named ’Durian Has Thorns’!"
The staff member was taken aback. "So many people... You want to kick all of them?"
"What, you don’t know how?"
Renee Jennings pushed her aside and sat down in her spot. With practiced ease, she began managing the comments in the livestream. After a flurry of actions, the only messages left in the bullet chat were ones pitying Renee Jennings.
Renee Jennings nodded in satisfaction. Meeting the staff member’s stunned gaze, she gave her a few pointers on managing a livestream’s comment section.
Renee Jennings returned to her seat. She had barely said a few more words when a staff member tapped her on the shoulder.
She turned her head, puzzled.
"Ms. Jennings, the village chief’s stock for our show has completely sold out. The mission is complete."
Renee Jennings couldn’t hide the delight on her face. "That... that fast?"
Renee Jennings’s fans were very loyal, thanks to her careful cultivation of her fanbase. After bidding farewell with a smile, an even bigger smile spread across her face.
She stretched languidly and stood up. Renee Jennings had been at the very end of the line, and she walked a few steps forward to make small talk with Margaret Jennings.
Renee Jennings said with feigned casualness, "I didn’t expect the village to provide so few watermelons. I only sold 80,000 orders before they were all gone." She glanced at her watch. "Oh, and there’s still half an hour left until the original end time for the challenge."
Margaret Jennings couldn’t hide her surprise. "Eighty thousand orders? You actually sold that many?"
The guests were all sitting close to each other, and to ensure the quality of the livestream, all the adults and children were wearing headphones. As a result, Margaret Jennings was completely unaware of what was happening with the others. She assumed the other guests had sold around 40,000 orders like her. Who would have thought Renee Jennings’s sales volume was double her own?!
Renee Jennings’s smile couldn’t conceal her smugness. "I guess I just got lucky..."
Margaret Jennings said, "I only sold a little over 43,000 orders. Your sales are double mine. That’s really impressive."
Renee Jennings grew even more smug. "Just a fluke. I started out as an influencer, so I’m more familiar with the livestreaming process. When it comes to other things, of course I can’t compare to you, Pearl."
As she spoke, she glanced toward Naomi Kenway on the far left. Naomi had also ended her livestream and was leaning down to say something to Ian Shaw. The mother and son were chatting and laughing together.
’So carefree,’ Renee Jennings thought.
Margaret Jennings smiled. "You’re being too modest."
Chelsea Raines had just taken off her headphones and overheard Margaret Jennings and Renee Jennings’s conversation nearby. Thinking of her own sales of only ten or twenty thousand, she felt a pang of regret. If she had known, she wouldn’t have fallen out with Renee so early. At least her results wouldn’t have been this pathetic.
A whistle blew, signaling it was time to assemble again.
Renee Jennings walked over, beaming with confidence.
*
"Congratulations, everyone, on completing the mission ahead of schedule. The original plan was to decide the winner based on time, because selling out the entire stock seemed almost impossible. But I never expected things to sell so quickly..." the guide said, his eyes subconsciously drifting toward Naomi Kenway. "So now, we just need to look at the sales figures to determine the winner."
Naomi Kenway’s eyes met the guide’s, and she nodded at him. Soon after, she noticed another gaze on her. It was Renee Jennings, staring at her smugly, as if she already had victory in the bag.
Naomi Kenway found it strangely amusing. She had no idea what Renee Jennings was so cocky about. Naomi was absolutely certain her own sales figures were the highest.
She hadn’t been interested in winning the challenge initially, but suddenly, she found it rather interesting. She couldn’t wait to see the wonderful expression on Renee Jennings’s face.
’To have her hopes dashed again and again... I’m really looking forward to Renee Jennings’s reaction.’
A clamor of hurried footsteps approached. It was the village chief, leading a few other villagers over. The chief’s face was filled with joy, and his eyes were glistening with emotional tears. He rushed forward, took Naomi Kenway’s hands, and nodded repeatedly.
"I’m sorry, what are you saying?"
Reminded by someone next to him, the village chief realized he had gotten too excited and slipped into the local dialect, which Naomi Kenway couldn’t understand.
Renee Jennings watched this scene, her face a mask of shock. She couldn’t figure it out at all.
The village chief quickly switched to Mandarin and said, "Thank you so, so much. You are our benefactor, our savior."
As he spoke, he took a step back and, along with the other villagers, began to bow. Naomi Kenway was startled and quickly said, "You’re being too kind. I just did what I could."
Renee Jennings couldn’t help but ask, "What’s going on here?"
The guide smiled. "Well, it looks like I don’t need to make a special announcement. The winner of this challenge is Naomi Kenway, with a sales total of 230,000 orders!!"
All the guests wore looks of utter shock. Having just sold the watermelons themselves, they knew just how staggering that sales figure was.
Renee Jennings’s eyes flew wide open. She stumbled, nearly falling over. For a moment, she didn’t know what was more shocking: that Naomi Kenway was the winner, or that absurd sales figure of 230,000...
The village chief took a pole from someone beside him. When he unfurled it, it was revealed to be a silk banner.
The village chief presented the banner with both hands. The guide walked over and said, "This is the prize prepared by our production team and the village. I believe the value of this honor is immeasurable. You’ve worked hard, Ms. Kenway. Please accept it!"
Naomi Kenway accepted it, feeling the surprising weight of the banner in her hands.
The director watched from behind the camera, letting out an inward sigh of relief. Although Renee Jennings hadn’t technically broken any rules this time, it would have felt strange to award her that banner if she had actually won.
After the banner presentation was over, Renee Jennings found the director alone. Having learned her lesson from before, she was no longer as reckless. She asked with a smile, "I sang and danced, worked my tail off selling for two hours, and it turns out I barely made a fraction of Nina’s sales. I’m quite curious, who could be so capable? Does she have ten mouths or something?"
Her smile was laced with malice. "I’d love to learn from her. Why don’t you let me see the backend data?"
The director, of course, refused her.
"What?" Renee Jennings’s smile vanished. "Is there some data in there that can’t see the light of day?"
The director was getting flustered by her badgering when Naomi Kenway walked over. She gave Renee Jennings a leisurely look and smiled. "I’m not you. What could I possibly have to hide? Director, since she wants to see it, let her. It’s the perfect way to put those dirty little thoughts in her head to rest."
