True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Chapter 145

Winnie could feel Springer’s eagerness as he stepped forward, seizing the moment with a lack of his usual formality.

“Winnie, your Twitter followers hit a million yesterday, and there’s only one retweet of the show. on your feed. This isn’t gonna cut it!” he exclaimed..

“What do you mean it’s not gonna cut it?” Winnie asked, puzzled.

“You’ve gotta post pictures. Fans are fickle and need pampering or they’ll just bolt.”

Springer spoke with the air of someone who’d been around the block, lamenting Winnie’s lack of savvy in these matters.

With that EQ, was she thinking of making it in showbiz?

“Here’s what you do. Find some snaps on your phone, add a caption, and make a proper introduction to your fans.“.

Winnie found the notion somewhat bothersome, yet Springer’s argument seemed reasonable. So she scrolled through her gallery once more.

Springer, peeking over her shoulder, was taken aback.

Winnie’s gallery was a monochrome display of ancient rune scans, with the occasional and casually taken photo of Pretty.

Springer started to feel a headache coming on.

Had Winnie no interests befitting her age? No selfies? No memes? How could her gallery be so bare?

But Winnie seemed oblivious to the issue, meticulously selecting photos.

Springer, fearing she might actually post one of those rune pictures, interjected, “Winnie! How about I take a fresh one for you?” he suggested, thinking of the kind with filters and perfect framing.

Winnie, not particularly fond of photos, much like others from the Mystical Sects had her reservations. Photos, in some ways, were vessels that could leak personal fate or be used for unsavory purposes when falling into the wrong hands.

But then, she appeared on TV, and online screenshots showed her from angles clearer than any mirror reflection could.

What difference would a photo make? She nodded in agreement.

should we

opportunity, began to scout the location, his

by the staircase, I’ll use a wide lens. We’ll get the

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come from a place of

Bryant family’s grand foyer screamed wealth with its lavish decoration.

having overheard their plans, delicately suggested, “Springer, I’ve heard there are trolls online who despise flaunting wealth. Perhaps this isn’t the best

acknowledged the insight. Using the foyer might even attract skeptics claiming it was

he was convinced and proposed, “How about the garden? The lighting is perfect right now. We could set up some fruits and flowers, and have Ms. Bryant sitting on a garden chair with a book,

second thought. “No way. Winnie isn’t

wandered her gaze. Did she look so

quickly looked away, realizing his gaffe. He and Abdul

many options such as the library with walls of books, his collection room, Amber’s dollhouse and the greenhouse. Too many choices made it

couldn’t grasp how posting a simple tweet had escalated into a full–blown photoshoot. She was about to snap a quick selfie when the sound of light

hand, and Pretty eagerly hopped into her

Pretty, Springer lit

about a shot with Pretty on the

was a good

avoid further discussion, Winnie promptly

ask, “Springer, do we need lighting and reflectors? That’s how influencers do it these days to get

words. Was

Abdul, Winnie ended up with a series of photos. Two housemaids joined to manage the lighting and reflectors, turning

were finally ready to post, just

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genuine tweet, aside from the

steps, with additional shots of the pet house and a stroll, looked

a knack for

and filtering, the

with just four words, “Pleased

Winnie’s followers were immediately

nearly thought she forgot