"So the current costs are only some consumables such as chalk and paper. After deducting all finished products, the video account makes a profit of 1,743 yuan. Let's distribute 1,700 yuan first, and keep the remaining 43 yuan in the account without distributing it?"

Zhuo Zhiyuan and Lin Da both said there was no problem.

As a result, Chi Chan received 680 yuan, while Zhuo Zhiyuan and Lin Da each received 510 yuan.

The cash was transferred to the card by Chi Chan, and the cash that is being distributed to Zhuo Zhiyuan and Lin Da is now all cash.

Touching the Mao Zedong bill in my hand, although it wasn't much, I felt a great sense of accomplishment.

Zhuo Zhiyuan suddenly felt that all the hard work of the past half semester had been worthwhile.

Now, he is full of energy and can't wait to rush to the recording room and start recording the video.

Lin Da was also very emotional: Originally, he only joined because he didn't want to refuse Chi Chan and Zhuo Zhiyuan.

Later, after the video was played, the unanimous praise and encouragement from netizens, as well as Chi Chan and Zhuo Zhiyuan's persistence and hard work, gradually gave him a sense of being recognized and that "the three of them are a team."

After a segment was finished recording, the original idea of ​​leaving was completely gone.

"The short-term revenue from the video account cannot be calculated in detail. Later, two of Zhuo Zhiyuan's friends will join and be responsible for all the editing. It is recommended that you calculate the remuneration in advance!"

Although Linda doesn't handle operations, she understands that the revenue structure of the video account is quite complex.

"No need, no need. Xuanzi and Haozi both said they were just here to help out, and they don't need any money!"

"At worst, I'll just treat them to a big meal later!"

Zhuo Zhiyuan waved his hand repeatedly.

"Even close brothers keep clear accounts. How about we pay 100 yuan per video?"

Chi Chan estimated their profits, and with the later advertising costs, 100 yuan already accounted for about 30% of their revenue.

What Chi Chan could figure out, Zhuo Zhiyuan could naturally figure out as well.

"With their skill level, we don't need so many; 50 per batch is more than enough!"

"I also suggest giving it to 100!"

Linda agrees with Chi Chan's idea!

"Okay, two votes to one vote, so we'll give you 100 yuan per class!"

Zhuo Zhiyuan had no choice but to shut up, even though he disagreed. It had been made clear when the video account was created that if there were any disagreements, a vote would be held and the minority would obey the majority.

By the time the three finished discussing things, it was already past 10 p.m., and Zhang Qiaoyue still hadn't managed to deliver it.

Because Zhuo's father personally drove to pick up Zhuo Zhiyuan and Lin Da to take them home.

Chi Chan finally met the "Old Man Zhuo" that Zhuo Zhiyuan had mentioned.

His white shirt was neatly ironed and tucked into his trousers without a care. His short, parted hair was clean and tidy, and he wore gold-rimmed glasses. He exuded an elegant and gentle temperament.

During his greeting to Zhang Qiaoyue, he showed no airs of authority whatsoever, befitting a group CEO.

They were incredibly kind to Chi Chan.

Chi Chan felt that something must have gone wrong.

The kind and gentle Uncle Zhuo is completely different from the 'Old Man Zhuo' that Zhuo Zhiyuan described.

"My goodness! Xiao Zhuo's family is really rich! Look, they all drive Mercedes!"

Zhang Qiaoyue's gaze was still fixed on the Mercedes-Benz van that had already driven away.

"And the address Xiao Zhuo mentioned for his home—Jingming Garden, isn't that a villa area not far from your school? The property prices there are incredibly high. I heard from Old Zhang, who sells spicy hot pot next door, that the people living there are all extremely wealthy and powerful!"

Zhang Qiaoyue kept sighing with emotion.

The differences between people are truly enormous.

"Xiao Chan, you and Xiao Zhuo should get along as you normally would."

Although their family is wealthy, our family doesn't lack anything, so there's no need for us to feel inferior!

Although Zhang Qiaoyue said that, she ultimately felt that she, as a parent, had wronged her child.

Her daughter, Xiao Chan, is no less capable than any other child, but her family's financial situation is indeed worse.

She and Chi Minghe, as parents, are such failures, not as good as others!

Today's events had a huge impact on her, and some of Zhang Qiaoyue's deep-rooted ideas changed as a result.

"Okay, Mom."

Don't overthink it, just treat each other the way you normally would!

Chi Chan said nonchalantly.

"Okay—you haven't edited the video I recorded today yet. Hurry up and go back and edit it, don't just stand there at the door!"

Zhang Qiaoyue urged her.

"Okay, okay, you always tell me to spend more time studying and less time making those videos, right?"

"Can't I change my mind? I used to think this wasn't a serious matter."

However, I recently watched the math class you recorded, and it was indeed quite good.

Uncle Li's child in our village is in the same year as you, also in the first year of high school. He's been listening to your classes and seems to be having some effect!

After Zhang Qiaoyue finished speaking, a smug look appeared on her face.

Both are high school students, but her daughter was admitted to the city's No. 1 High School, while Lao Li's son was only admitted to the county's No. 4 High School.

Now her daughter can record videos and act as a teacher, and Old Li's son is still listening to her daughter's lessons.

With such a big difference between the two children, how could she not be proud!

"Alright, I'll go check on my mom now and see how the video turned out after she appeared on camera today!"

"Go!"

"Hey, Xiao Chan, the 'Clever Mom' video account has been around for so long, but no one has asked us to advertise?"

There's no revenue from viewership either?

Zhang Qiaoyue stopped Chi Chan and asked the question she had been wanting to ask all evening.

Today, Chi Chan and the other two had a meeting. Although Zhang Qiaoyue was tidying up in the kitchen, she overheard most of what was going on.

Qiao Mama has quite a few fans, so why don't she get any advertising offers?

And I've never heard this brat mention anything about any revenue from streaming.

Could it be that she embezzled all the money?

No wonder Zhang Qiaoyue thought that way.

Zhang Qiaoyue knew nothing about the internet to begin with.

Chi Chan, that cunning girl, is usually so clever. If she wants to fool me, it's just a matter of saying a few words!

"Ahem—Mom, you haven't asked, so I haven't brought it up yet."

There are a few advertisers who make kitchenware. I just noticed you're usually quite busy.

They never said anything, they just rejected me outright!

"What?

You rejected it?

You brat, that's all money!

"You've really grown some guts now, turning away money that was practically offered to you without even telling me about something this big?"

Zhang Qiaoyue looked around and found nothing of interest.

Otherwise, I'd have to give Chi Chan a good beating first.

Several advertisements, even if each one costs a thousand, that's still several thousand. And they just rejected them like that? Do they think money isn't money?

With several thousand yuan, how many boxed meals would she have to sell?

"Oh, Mom, I didn't know what you were thinking before."

I used to think taking on advertising was unrealistic, but now I understand. From now on, I'll take on suitable advertising opportunities for you!

"That's alright, but is there any revenue from watching the videos?"