Chapter 343: Went to Film a Dating Show with Someone
After a round of enthusiastic chatter, Cecelia immediately brought out her second gift.
It was a robot vacuum shaped like a turtle.
Julian Sherman’s eyes lit up once more.
"Vaughn Group made this too? Does your company’s design team have such a wild imagination? I’ve never seen such a weird robot vacuum before!"
Cecelia smiled. "This is a new product from our company. It’s not on the market yet, so I brought it out to give you a sneak peek. Our design team doesn’t just have a wild imagination; their technical skills are top-notch too."
She turned on the machine and demonstrated for him.
"See? Its head and limbs can extend into nooks and crannies to suck out dust and debris, while its body cleans the main floor. Watching it do chores is not only fun, it’s also stress-relieving. And the best part is, can you guess how it gets rid of the trash at the end?"
Filled with curiosity, Julian Sherman picked up the robot and examined it from all sides.
"Don’t tell me it... poops it out? But I don’t see a button."
"You’re so clever!"
Cecelia feigned surprise and patted him on the shoulder.
"That’s exactly it. Place your hand on its back and press down."
Julian Sherman did as she said, and a hatch on the robot’s rear immediately opened.
Its head tilted up, and its two front legs propped it up, striking a pose as if it were doing its business.
It wasn’t just Julian Sherman; even the cameraman burst out laughing.
"This is amazing! Who came up with this? It’s hysterical. The older generation might think this thing is absurd, but it’s a perfect match for my aesthetic."
He wasn’t the only one who loved it—the fans did, too.
"Holy crap. No wonder this woman is here to do housework. She’s actually promoting her company’s products. What a product placement. But I gotta say, I’m into it."
"I always thought Vaughn Group was some prim and proper company. Turns out they’re a bunch of jokesters. Now I’m actually excited to see what other fun stuff she has in her suitcase."
"News flash! Ladies, ladies, guess how much this robot vacuum costs?"
"Just tell me the price so I can die in peace! All the robot vacuums on the market are for rich people to free up their hands. A poor person like me can’t afford one, waaaah..."
"1999! Ladies, that price is a steal!"
"For real? Vaughn Group actually sells something that cheap? I can’t, I have to go to their official website and do some serious digging!"
"Don’t leave, don’t leave! Mr. Sherman is still here! At least stick it out until the show is over!"
The robot vacuum was also voice-controlled. Cecelia had named it "Ninja."
At Julian Sherman’s command, it scurried off to get to work, and Cecelia continued pulling products from her suitcase.
No matter what she brought out, Julian Sherman was amazed, and so were the fans.
What was supposed to be a TV show recording had turned into a full-blown product launch for the Vaughn Group.
The show paused for lunch, and the director pulled Cecelia aside for a talk.
"This can’t go on. The Vaughn Group hasn’t paid our show a dime in sponsorship, yet we’ve been giving them all this free publicity. It’s against the rules. You’re lucky this is a live broadcast. If it were pre-recorded, this entire segment would’ve been cut and re-shot."
Cecelia thought his point was very reasonable.
She had already achieved her goal for coming on the show. ’If I can’t showcase the products anymore, so be it.’
She was confident that with Julian Sherman’s sales-driving influence and his passionate fanbase, the Vaughn Group’s sales department was already going haywire.
And indeed, inside the Vaughn Group’s sales department, everyone stared in silence at the various products that had been instantly snapped up and sold out.
’What happened? Why do we suddenly need to restock?’
The marketing department’s new campaign hadn’t even launched yet, and it wasn’t even for these products!
Since Third Uncle wasn’t in the office, the VP of Sales rushed to the president’s office.
The moment he heard the report, Damien Vaughn knew. ’This has to be Cecelia’s doing.’
’But what did she do? To get such huge results in a single morning.’
Damien Vaughn picked up his phone, ready to call Cecelia, when Ryan rushed in.
"Miss Archer is trending. President Vaughn, she’s on a dating show with a celebrity named Julian Sherman."
’What?’
Ryan handed him his phone.
Trending Topic #1: Julian Sherman on a Dating Show.
Trending Topic #2: Housework CP.
Trending Topic #3: Vaughn Group’s Quirky Home Goods.
"Miss Archer took our products on the show. I grabbed this clip—she demonstrated several items. It’s likely Julian Sherman’s fans are buying them to have the same things as their idol. President Vaughn, Julian Sherman has over forty million fans online. If even a quarter of them buy something, we’ll need ten million units of inventory for each product."
No company would have that much stock on hand. Damien Vaughn immediately ordered the VP of Sales.
"Notify the factories and arrange for overtime. Push back all other non-urgent delivery dates. Have all factories simultaneously produce these top-selling items. Guarantee quality, but also guarantee shipment times."
The VP of Sales, who was just worrying about low sales volume yesterday, was now stressing about the sheer number of orders. He turned and ran.
Damien Vaughn opened the official website. Sales had skyrocketed, tens of thousands of positive reviews had flooded in, and the store’s rating had been pushed to a perfect score.
Top comment: "Could the Vaughn Group’s design team please consider doing a livestream to share your creative philosophy? Why are your products so hilarious? So whimsical? Are you guys a team of young women? Or a bunch of cute young men? Even older guys would be cool! If an uncle designed something this adorable, the contrast would be even more amazing and fun. Come on out and satisfy our curiosity!"
Second comment: "I second the comment above. I gave you a five-star rating, so don’t forget to get your design team to livestream soon!"
Third: "Ahhh, I’m dying of cuteness, I’m dying! Can’t wait to get it! Ship it fast! I finally own the same thing as my husband! Thank you, Vaughn Group, for making something my husband has that I can actually afford. Love you guys!"
Damien Vaughn scrolled through hundreds of comments before quickly making a decision.
"Which short-video app gets the most traffic right now?"
"TokTik."
"Do we have a shop on there?"
"We do."
"Get someone to film a video of the tech team for promotion and have them get ready... What time of day do we generally see the best sales numbers?"
"8:00 PM."
"Then 8:00 PM it is. Have them do a group livestream. A reward for our customers."
"Understood, President Vaughn."
Ryan left to inform the tech department. Soon after, the Director of Technology, President King, called Damien Vaughn.
"President Vaughn, you’re asking a bunch of us socially awkward tech nerds to do a livestream? Aren’t you just setting us up to fail? Besides, this is a job for the sales department..."
Damien Vaughn said, "I’m already having the finance department draft the commission distribution plan. The sales revenue from your livestream will be tied to your paychecks."
President King replied, "It’s not about the money. We’ve never done a livestream before. Starting with something this high-profile... I’m afraid we’ll tarnish the company’s reputation. How about this, President Vaughn? You lead the stream, and we’ll follow your lead. If you’re there, we’ll feel more confident. Besides, you’re so young and handsome—it would be a waste not to have you on camera."