Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 71, Section 69: His Step-by-Step Maneuver
fake.

fake?

Du Jianuo stood there, stunned.

Not
What did I hear?
what's going on?
"Look, look, why are you so discouraged all of a sudden? Don't lose heart."

"Data fabrication is one thing, but what I want is a large number of followers and popularity, which can endorse your commercial value."

Zhou Mingyuan was just like a magician who manipulated emotions, tossing Du Jianuo from high to low and then slowly pulling her back up.

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At this moment, not only Du Jianuo, but even He Min, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the whole thing, felt a little sorry for her.

Silly boy.

How hard is it to earn money? You just throw it all away like that?
With an income of less than 20,000 yuan, she bought Zhou Mingyuan a watch and invited everyone to such an expensive restaurant.

They might even have to pay extra money.

What does it mean to memorize something?

Du Jianuo lowered her eyes, took another big gulp of wine, and still tried her best to keep her voice calm.

She was in so much pain.

Before stepping into the restaurant, he was full of vigor, fantasizing about reaching the pinnacle of life, taking on advertisements, negotiating collaborations, and making a fortune.

The boss then said, "These are all fake."

Perhaps some genuine fans grow naturally, but most of them are artificially inflated by taking advantage of perfect opportunities to ride the wave of popularity!
Big internet celebrity, what a load of bull!
Yes, I really overthought things.

How many people in this world can become famous overnight?

Why should it be my turn?
Du Jianuo sighed almost imperceptibly, clenching her skirt tightly until the veins bulged.

"You used to stream on the YY platform, right?"

Instead of answering her directly, Zhou Mingyuan posed another question.

"Uh-huh."

Du Jianuo nodded.

"Putting aside the operational effectiveness of Tianyu Media for the moment, has the YY platform given your live stream any special exposure or pushed any traffic?"

The man continued to ask.

"No."

"That's right, because you're just a nobody with no credentials, the platform naturally won't give you any traffic or promote you as a star."

Zhou Mingyuan put down his chopsticks and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"The reason I went to great lengths to get you to this number of followers is not so that you could take on any commercial orders and scam small and medium-sized businesses out of their advertising fees."

"If you really think of yourself as a big influencer and take on any commercial projects, what if you can't achieve the ROI? Not only will your reputation be ruined, but there may even be other risks."

"I'm endorsing your next live stream."

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While Du Jianuo was still lost in thought, He Min next to her had already involuntarily sat up straight and widened her eyes.

As Zhou Mingyuan's first employee, she had already vaguely grasped some of the ideas.

They were just one step away from making a breakthrough.

"Namho Park Jiyeon, is your trending personal hashtag."

"300,000 followers is a testament to your popularity in the top industry."

Zhou Mingyuan extended a finger and gently tapped Du Jianuo's forehead beside him, then continued to add with a smile.

"If you bring these things to a live stream on a platform, what kind of treatment do you think you'll get?"

"So that's how it is!"

Du Jianuo murmured, her bright eyes filled with surprise.

She finally understood.

What Zhou Mingyuan saw as a casual video was actually a strategic move to plan her future career!

Label it, generate traffic, and secure endorsements.

Unfettered imagination, proceeding step by step with meticulous care.

Du Jianuo is not a novice at live streaming; she understands that under these circumstances, once she resumes live streaming...

It's highly likely that the platform will treat you differently, and your traffic will skyrocket!

"Mr. Zhou, it's me."

For a moment, she didn't know what to say, so she simply raised her glass again and drank it all in one gulp. The burning sensation of the alcohol in her esophagus made Du Jianuo's vision a little blurry.

He... he really put his heart into me.

"Drink slowly, I know how you feel, no need to rush."

The man couldn't help but laugh when he saw Du Jianuo's actions.

"When will I start broadcasting?"

After a few minutes of calm, the girl asked again.

"It turns out that YY's live stream room still has quite a few followers. I'll let them know in the group later."

She couldn't wait to see the results.

"I don't recommend that you start broadcasting from the same spot."

Zhou Mingyuan shook his head and waved his hand in denial: "Let's switch to another platform."

“New platforms with deep pockets will be more interested in streamers like you who come with their own brand and a large following.”

"Besides, there are too many live streamers on YY at this stage. If you don't do anything borderline, it will be very difficult to become a top streamer just by relying on dance."

Du Jianuo had already put down her chopsticks, resting one hand on the table, listening intently.

"Then where should I go?"

"The company will help you negotiate, and it should be finalized soon."

"The live stream format and location have been arranged, so there's no need to rush."

Zhou Mingyuan gave her a shot in the arm.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou~~~"

Du Jianuo's emotions were like a rollercoaster, completely controlled by someone else. She was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, and her gaze towards him was almost melting.

When Du Jianuo left the Heshe Chinese Restaurant, she seemed to have gotten herself drunk.

Zhou Mingyuan, standing to the side, acted like a spiritual mentor, offering her both mental and physical comfort.

He Min couldn't lift her up, so the boss had to help her personally, pressing the Neiguan acupoint at the end of her wrist and the Hegu acupoint at the base of her thumb on the back of her hand.

Those who are experienced in drinking parties are no strangers to this little trick.

"Master, to Nanhu University."

The taxi slowly pulled up in front of the restaurant. He Min got into the passenger seat, and Zhou Mingyuan and Du Jianuo got into the back seat one after the other.

The car horn cut through the afternoon, the engine noise faded into the distance, and the cicadas' chirping filled the street once more.

The river breeze carried a salty, fishy smell and rustled the leaves.

The young couple in the back seat remained silent for a moment. Finally, as the taxi crossed the Yangtze River Bridge, Du Jianuo turned her head and leaned into the man's arms.

The car window was open, but the wind couldn't dispel the girl's fragrance at all.

On this afternoon, with the shadows of the trees swaying, by the bridge where the river water turns into gold leaf, he has his beloved in his arms, but can only walk towards the direction of returning to school.

Zhou Mingyuan finally realized something very important.

At the vibrant age of eighteen, a simple hug can elicit a strong reaction.

Continuing like this, going against the natural order and restraining oneself, is unreasonable from any perspective.

In any case, he needs a private space of his own.

Being alone is a basic need for an adult man.

Soon, the taxi stopped at the entrance of Nanhu University, and he and He Min took the drunk Du Jianuo up there.

"Mr. Zhou, the interview this afternoon."

He Min looked at the boss, hesitant to speak.

She herself is a recent graduate, so how could she have the confidence to make the decision on so many interviews?
Seeing that Zhou Mingyuan acted as if nothing had happened after drinking, she immediately felt the urge to ask for help.

"You're in full charge of the interview, so just do it without worry, it's okay."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mingyuan not only refused, but also gave her a little extra surprise.

"After you've passed the interview, I'll give you an important task."

"what?"

He Min was startled.

"Check out some properties near the school and pick one that you can move into immediately."

(End of this chapter)