Jane Sampsonās fans are all very active. Once she posts on Twitter, the comments skyrocket.
Netizen: Wow, our Janeās Monkey King is tempting us again.
Netizen: Wait, little Jane, can you first tell me how much this perfume costs? Can us common slum girls afford it?
Netizen: Yes, yes, yes, this perfume is super amazing, the name is kinda embarrassing, but the scent is really super nice, available in both menās and womenās fragrances. I have a feeling that after little Janeās promotion, this perfume is going to sell out quickly again.
Netizen: Iām a professional purchasing agent. Why do I follow little Jane? Because by following little Jane, I know in advance whatās good to sell. Okay, Iām off to stock up on this perfume. If any cute buyers are interested, DM me! Professional, authentic goods, you deserve it! Even if youāre not buying, feel free to add me to find out more, who knows, you might want to buy tomorrow?
Netizen: The single dogs have taken a 100 points damage hit, but, I suddenly had an epiphany, could it be that if I used this perfume, I could pretend to have a boyfriend? Could I pretend to have some morning fun with a boyfriend?
Netizen: Upstairs, the wall may not agree, but I agree with you!
Netizen: I oddly feel like what upstairs said makes a lot of sense, Iām speechlessly convinced.
Netizen: I just asked a purchasing agent, this perfume is from a niche brand in Country F, the price is not too people-friendly, but itās still affordable if you tighten your belt, around one thousand bucks. You can use it for a long time, thinking about it makes me excited~
Jane Sampson scrolled through the comments giggling to herself for a few minutes. Itās true that the great gods of comedy have always come from the comment section.
And in the midst of these tens of thousands of comments, Jane Sampson actually saw a familiar ID amongst the multitude of people.
If you like it, thatās good. āā Jane Sampsonās Mr.Black.
Jane Sampson quietly watched for a while, not noticing anyone else paying attention to James Blackās reply, and then she stole some laughter for herself.
Jane Sampson thought to herself, James Black must not be happy at this moment, right? He replied so earnestly, but his comment was completely drowned in the sea of comments, not a single person noticed his reply.
James Black, in the upstairs study, glanced twice at Twitter but didnāt see a reply from Jane Sampson, nor a response from Jane Sampsonās fans. It was something he had grown accustomed to, so he logged out of Twitter.
After scanning the content retrieved from the internet on his mobile phone, James Black left the study and went downstairs.
He hadnāt even reached downstairs when he started calling out for Jane Sampson.
"Jane Sampson, Jane Sampson." After calling her name twice and hearing a crisp "What is it?" from the sofa, he looked over, "Youāre not in the kitchen?"
"I came out. What are you calling me for?" Jane Sampson, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, waved to James Black.
"Put on your coat; Iām taking you to see a movie," James Black said as he picked up Janeās coat from the sofaās corner and handed it to her.
"Itās cold outside; I donāt want to go," Jane Sampson shook her head and dodged James Blackās hand with the coat, "Auntie has cooked lots of delicious food; Iām staying in the house for a meal."
The internet did not mention how to respond when your wife rejects a movie date because itās cold outside.
James Black stood there frowning and tentatively asked, "Then, how about going to the amusement park to ride the ferris wheel?"
"I donāt want to go." Jane Sampson moved away two places from James Black before stopping, her gaze intently fixed on him. Seeing that he was about to speak again, she quickly interjected.