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

began to scout the location, his

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

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everyone will know you come from a place of class!”

grand foyer screamed wealth with its

there are trolls online who despise flaunting wealth. Perhaps this isn’t the best first

acknowledged the insight. Using the foyer might even attract

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,

thought. “No way. Winnie isn’t

her gaze. Did she look so out of place

eye, Springer quickly looked away, realizing his gaffe. He and Abdul

with walls of books, his collection room,

was about to snap a quick selfie when the sound of light footsteps echoed down the stairs. It was Pretty,

her hand, and Pretty eagerly hopped into

holding Pretty, Springer lit up with an

about a shot with Pretty

agreed it was a good plan.

further discussion,

ready for a quick photo session, she heard Abdul ask, “Springer, do we need lighting and reflectors? That’s how influencers do it

words.

photos. Two housemaids

and filtering, they were finally ready to post, just in time for lunch.

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tweet, aside

additional shots of

had a knack

of composition and filtering,

with just four words,

live, and Winnie’s followers were

Winnie! I nearly thought she forgot her