Chapter 21
The next day, when Fu Ze saw the message on his phone in Gu Yubai's office, he almost burst out laughing.
He looked at his phone, his shoulders shaking with laughter: "Hey, Gu Yubai, isn't Summer so funny? She's acting like she's afraid I'll blackmail her, telling me to uphold the spirit of cooperation and not to force a sale."
Fu Ze found it funnier and funnier as he talked.
He said that, having met so many business partners, this was the first time he had ever seen such a greenhorn, whose entire body exuded caution and vigilance, and whose every pore seemed to say, "I have no money, don't come near me!" It was both funny and amusing.
He laughed so hard tears almost came out, holding his phone up to Gu Yubai's face, and couldn't help but tease him: "Hey, Mr. Gu, do you think you're doing so badly that people think our Yubai is a studio that extorts money through such means?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Yubai looked up and glanced at his phone screen.
I looked up and saw a long string of dialog boxes that almost filled the entire screen.
He frowned.
Why send so much? Can't something be explained in a sentence or two? Why send such a long message? She's never sent him this much before.
Tsk.
Gu Yubai stared at the chat box and read it carefully word by word. Only after confirming that the message from the little anchor only expressed concern and doubt about money and did not contain any other pleasantries towards Fu Ze did he feel a little relieved.
Then, he looked away from the screen, composed himself, and said expressionlessly, "Isn't that good? It shows a high level of vigilance, which is worth learning from."
After saying that, he gave Fu Ze a cold look, his eyes clearly saying, "What's wrong with what he did?" His eyes were full of accusation that he was mocking others.
Unexpectedly, Gu Yubai didn't scoff at him like before, but instead looked at him with that kind of gaze. Fu Ze chuckled, "So you're pretending to be a good guy now?"
It's as if he wasn't the one who used to mock others for their low IQ when asked pointless questions.
Hearing this, Gu Yubai looked up in confusion and asked, "When have I ever not been a good person?"
When the young streamer first met him, she said he was a very nice person.
Is Fu Ze jealous because no one else speaks well of him?
Okay, if that's the case, then it's forgivable.
After all, not everyone has good friends.
Fu Ze: "..."
Do you want to listen to what you're saying?
Gu Yubai asked with a serious expression, as if he didn't understand what Fu Ze meant, and really thought he was a good person.
Hey! So you've really forgotten where you came from? Why don't you go out and ask around? Who the hell would think that someone who always has a cold face and indiscriminately despises all humans on Earth is a good person?
You've gotten better now.
Eat shit.
Fu Ze chuckled, cursing Gu Yubai in his mind again, too lazy to pay attention to him, sat back down, and typed a reply.
Seeing him typing, Gu Yubai paused, then glanced at his screen casually.
But because of the distance, I couldn't see what the reply was. I could only vaguely see that the message box wasn't very big, so I guessed it didn't say anything.
That makes sense. What's there for him to talk about with the junior streamer? Their relationship isn't like his own.
As Gu Yubai was thinking this, he asked Fu Ze as he stood up to leave, "What did you answer her?"
Well, although the junior streamer only expressed concern about money and didn't exchange pleasantries with Fu Ze, he admitted that he was still somewhat annoyed.
Why don't the junior streamers ask him, the boss? It's not like they don't have his contact information. Why do they have to ask Fu Ze?
Gu Yubai's question seemed so natural that, for a moment, Fu Ze felt as if it was his duty to report to him.
But Fu Ze quickly realized what was going on: "President Gu, this is a matter of privacy, and I cannot disclose it."
Want to see?
Okay, I won't.
I'll make you so angry.
Fu Ze put his phone in his pocket, making a big fuss about it, as if he had found a way to get revenge on Gu Yubai.
Before he could even feel smug about winning back the game, he heard Gu Yubai's indifferent voice ring out in the air:
“If I remember correctly, your liaison with Yu Xia is part of the studio's publicity work, and it's part of your salary, so your chat history falls within the scope of your work,” Gu Yubai raised his head and said, word by word, “I want to see it, is there a problem?”
Fu Ze: "..."
Well, if the capitalists want to see it, what can we do? Ordinary people can only honestly be exploited.
Fu Ze clicked his tongue, took out his phone again, opened his chat with Yu Xia, and tossed it over: "Take a look, take a look, this has been so annoying all day."
Gu Yubai didn't stand on ceremony and immediately picked it up to read.
“Take a good look at what Summer and I talked about, whether we leaked any studio secrets, or smeared our studio.” Fu Ze sat down with his legs crossed.
Seeing that Fu Ze's reply was simply, "Free publicity, don't worry, we won't charge you any money. Our studio wouldn't be that unethical," and glancing up at the screen, which was filled with work progress reports and handovers, with no other casual conversation, Gu Yubai's eyebrows twitched. He didn't scroll up or look any further, and then expressionlessly returned the phone, just like a routine matter, without any hint of ulterior motives.
"So, did you figure anything out?" Fu Ze casually put his phone away.
Who knows what Gu Yubai is up to all day? Ever since Yu Xia came to the studio last time, Gu Yubai's behavior has become increasingly strange and incomprehensible. Not only does he pay special attention to Yu Xia's affairs, but he also gave her a free recommendation spot. Now he even wants to interfere in his own chat history with her.
This is... this is... Fu Ze doesn't know how to describe this eerie feeling. It's like he's investigating Yu Xiagang.
That's insane!
What is his relationship with Yu Xia that he would investigate her employment?
"Very dedicated," Gu Yubai said.
This is the answer to the question Fu Ze asked above.
"Then Mr. Gu, give me a raise," Fu Ze said casually, twirling his phone.
What's the use of just talking? How much are praises worth? Let's get real.
That's what Fu Ze thought, but he never expected the capitalists to be merciful and just make empty promises.
“Okay,” Gu Yubai said.
Fu Ze, who had been sitting with his leg crossed, suddenly froze.
"real?"
"Um."
Considering he doesn't have a good friend like me, and he's so dedicated, I'll reluctantly give him a raise. After all, he's a poor guy who only has work and no friends.
Gu Yubai glanced at him, his eyes filled with pity.
"Oh ho!" Fu Ze didn't notice at all that his expression changed when he heard that Gu Yubai wanted to give him a raise. He never expected that Gu Yubai would actually agree, and he instantly stood up from his chair.
Fu Ze bowed and eagerly offered his phone, his attitude immediately changing 180 degrees: "President Gu, President Gu, what else do you want to see? Please look at anything you like!"
What nonsense! He's blind to talent. President Gu is clearly a responsible and caring boss who looks after his partners. So what's wrong with him wanting to see the chat history? It's obviously his way of showing his care and concern for his subordinates.
"No need," Gu Yubai refused.
His chats with the junior streamer were just formal, perfunctory greetings. What was so interesting about that? It was better to chat with the junior streamer himself.
“Alright, Mr. Gu is very generous.” Fu Ze then slapped his hand on the table and gave him a thumbs up. “I’ll take my leave now. I’ll be at your service from the moment I arrive, doing my utmost to serve you.”
After saying that, Fu Ze walked out with an air of righteous indignation, as if he was about to show off his skills and let Gu Yubai see how worthwhile the salary increase was.
He strode out with a proud and confident air.
Little did he know, Gu Yubai was watching his back with a pitying gaze.
For that poor wretch with no friends, let's give him a raise to soothe his fragile heart.
Oh, how pitiful.
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Yu Xia breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving the message from Fu Ze that there was no charge. Heaven knows how anxious she was while waiting for a reply. She had even thought about what kind of lawyer she should hire if the other party really tried to force a sale, and whether she had any chance of winning against them. If she didn't have enough money to pay for the lawyer's fees, she would have to ask Tang Chi for help and see if Tang Chi could make some connections for her.
Yu Xia had a lot of random thoughts all night, but fortunately, none of them were useful. The other party gave her a free recommendation spot and publicity, without requiring her to do anything.
What does this mean? It means the other side has great taste.
Yu Xia smiled foolishly.
I never expected the traffic to come so easily and unexpectedly.
She kept in mind the questions raised during the last live stream and wrote them down one by one. She planned to organize the information and share it with everyone during the next live stream, hoping it would be helpful.
Since Yu Bai tagged her last time, her live stream started to get some traffic, and Yu Xia has started to take care of her image as an idol.
However, this kind of "idol image management" isn't like an idol managing their image; rather, Yu Xia is leaning more towards being a standard livestreamer. She's starting to think more about how to run a good livestream, what content to talk about, what to share, and how to maximize the altruistic impact of her livestream and make it the most valuable platform.
She understands that only accounts with substantial content output can last, while an empty core system built on entertainment will only cause traffic to be short-lived.
She didn't want to be like that fleeting flower.
She wants it to last longer and be more sustainable.
Therefore, she no longer goes live as casually as before. Before going live, she starts to plan and think about what to do, what to talk about, and which part to complete in this live broadcast, just like when she was in school, she thought about what she needed to learn in this class.
So she wrote down all the questions left in the live stream, wrote down the answers to those questions, and made an outline, categorizing these things by table of contents, noting when to talk about what, what the key points were, and what to pay attention to when doing these things.
Once this task was completed, Yu Xia immediately felt that the content of her live stream was much clearer than before.
It seems we've taken another big step closer to becoming a streamer with 10,000 followers.
Yu Xia's second broadcast began a week later.
She brought her prepared content, confident that she would break the record for live streaming and leave everyone else in the dust.
With a confident smile, Yu Xia started her live stream.
She had even prepared what tone of voice she should use and what kind of smile she should wear when she went live.
However, when she opened the live stream, the number of viewers in the upper right corner instantly stunned her, and her smile froze on her face.
In the upper right corner, a number stood out clearly, particularly striking to Yu Xia.
Number of viewers: 0.
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