Chapter 8 Sichuan Opera Face Changing
After a long time of annoyance, Yang Ruoqian suddenly smiled:
"Forget it, forget it. It's not easy for a young girl to come to a big city to work hard alone. If she becomes famous, then she will become famous."
No matter how much you lose, the system will cover you. Even if you can't earn tens of millions, you will still have hundreds of thousands.
Moreover, the audience may find slaughtering sheep in public a novelty at first, but it is easy to get tired of it after a long time. If there is no more interesting live content to follow up, once the limelight is over, it will fade away as quickly as it became popular.
The same thing may be interesting if you watch it once, boring if you watch it twice, and even disgusting if you watch it three times.
This is also the reason why Yang Ruoqian believes that Gao Naiyun’s fans will not exceed 100,000.
No matter how you look at it, this girl Gao Naiyun doesn't seem like the type of person who is particularly good at making trouble.
Yang Ruoqian was still seriously reviewing the reasons for his success and trying not to make the same mistake again next time when his cell phone suddenly rang. The caller ID showed it was Gao Naiyun.
Oh, just when I was thinking about it, someone came to report the good news.
Yang Ruoqian pressed the connect button, and heard the girl on the other end gasping for breath and speaking incoherently: "Boss...Boss, I...did you watch my live broadcast?"
Gao Naiyun jogged all the way home to charge her phone which had been forced to shut down, just to call Yang Ruoqian as soon as possible.
Thanks to your live broadcast, my years of low blood pressure have been cured...
Yang Ruoqian endured the pain of losing money and said in a calm tone: "I've read it, you can summarize it yourself first."
The girl who had come to report the good news excitedly was startled by Yang Ruoqian's tone and suddenly panicked: "Boss, I, I think it's okay?"
Fifty million and five million have all gone to waste, and the five hundred thousand must be kept!
Yang Ruoqian took a deep breath and started talking nonsense again: "It's okay. But don't be dazzled by the temporary traffic. We must not forget our original intention and return to the theme of "the wind blows the grass low and the cattle and sheep are seen". We must stick to it to the end. This is the path to sustainable development."
"I know..." Seeing that the boss was not criticizing him but reminding him, Gao Naiyun felt relieved and chuckled.
"I'm glad to know." Yang Ruoqian tightened his tone.
"Landlord, thank you..." Gao Naiyun's soft voice came through the receiver, and her panting sound became much quieter. "If it weren't for you, I might never get involved in live streaming again, and I wouldn't be able to make so much money. Well, thank you, boss! You are so generous!"
Gao Naiyun's voice was restrained, but the gratitude and happiness in her words could not be concealed.
You've made progress and even learned how to make jokes.
Infected by Gao Naiyun's grateful attitude, Yang Ruoqian's annoyance of losing tens of millions of dollars was also diluted a lot, so he laughed and said: "Thanks can't just be expressed verbally, but with some 'real' actions!"
He deliberately emphasized the word "actually".
On the other end of the phone, Gao Naiyun's face flushed, her heart couldn't stop beating wildly, and she stammered, "Yes, how should I thank you?"
Yang Ruoqian thought for a moment and said, "Invite the whole company to dinner?"
Anyway, there are only three of us in the whole company now, so even if we eat too much, it won’t cost much, it won’t be expensive, and it can also bring us closer.
Gao Naiyun was slightly stunned: "Is it enough to treat the boss and Sister Chang to a meal?"
What kind of question is this? Yang Ruoqian frowned slightly, and his tone became more serious: "You just made some money, how much more do you want to spend? One meal is enough. Your first priority now is to find a way to maintain your popularity during this once-in-a-lifetime window of opportunity, rather than holding a celebration banquet."
Seeing that Gao Naiyun didn't say anything, Yang Ruoqian asked again: "You have attracted so many audiences today, what are you going to do next?"
Gao Naiyun's brain crashed after being told this. After a long while, he didn't come back to his senses. He mechanically responded, "Boss, I just got off the air and Sister Chang called me to talk about this matter... She said she would help me run the account."
Oh! Chang Zhiqing, who knows nothing about Wolong, has to personally run the anchor account.
Then there is nothing to be afraid of. With her half-baked ability, what can she manage? In other words, the bonus for "Xiao Pujie" can at least be kept.
"That's fine. When do you plan to return to the company? Or will you continue to work in your hometown?" Yang Ruoqian asked again.
The profession of anchor is quite special. As long as the live broadcast time can be guaranteed, there are many people who work online. It is not necessary to go to the company's offline live broadcast room to broadcast.
Gao Naiyun said in a soft voice: "Or, let's go back to the company? Boss, you are right. I can't keep slaughtering sheep. The audience will get tired of it."
Yes, you must not slaughter the sheep again, otherwise I will compensate you so much that you will not even have left your underwear.
Reassured, Yang Ruoqian nodded slightly: "The company has a dedicated live broadcast room and equipment. You can use it anytime you want to broadcast. Remember, keep your original intention. Is there anything else?"
Gao Naiyun said quickly: "Boss, don't hang up yet! I mean, many guilds have sent me invitations now, what should I do?"
"Don't worry about them. Our company has already applied to join the Shark platform. Once it's approved, you can directly join our own guild." Yang Ruoqian said indifferently, "Didn't they reject your application before? Why are they actively looking for you now?"
Hearing this question, Gao Naiyun smiled and said, "They said it's not the same person. The previous temporary worker has been fired."
Temporary worker is really a universal excuse.
After all, they saw the commercial value and immediately performed a Sichuan Opera face-changing.
In this world, besides Yang Ruoqian, who else would have a problem with money?
"You can handle these things by yourself. I'm going to hang up now."
"Well, landlord, please be careful when you go home."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Ruoqian locked the company door and called an online taxi to go home on his mobile phone.
While waiting for the car, he said self-deprecatingly: "As the boss of a company, I don't even have my own car."
Yang Ruoqian invested all his fortune into the company to maintain cash flow. He had less than 3,000 yuan on him, so how could he buy a car?
Wait……
Aren’t you worried about how to use the “quota” issued by the system every month?
Company funds on the system cannot be used privately, but can be used for public purposes!
Once the company bus is bought, then as the chairman and CEO, I can drive it whenever I want. It is not much different from a private car.
Moreover, the group will eventually expand and meet clients or clients. If it doesn’t even have a decent official car, how can others feel confident to cooperate? The basic quota of 200,000, plus the 500,000 bonus of the “small failure” level, is a full 700,000, which can buy a very good car.
Yang Ruoqian looked at the date and saw that the system's first settlement would be in two days.
Just imagine that two days later, when he would bring a huge sum of money to his 4th son's store and pick up a high-end commercial vehicle with the flattery of the salesperson, Yang Ruoqian would be so happy.
Beep! Beep! The online ride-hailing car that had already arrived at the roadside honked twice, pulling Yang Ruoqian out of his sweet dream.
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When he returned home, Yang Ruoqian happened to see Chang Zhiqing changing her shoes at the next door.
There are two houses on one floor. Yang Ruoqian lives in one, and the next door one is shared by Chang Zhiqing and Gao Naiyun.
Yang Ruoqian casually asked, "Just got back?"
It doesn't take that long for the bank to handle business. Seeing that Chang Zhiqing didn't return to the company the whole afternoon, Yang Ruoqian thought she had gone home long ago.
Chang Zhiqing also smiled and said, "I can't let you down for the salary you gave me."
In 2015, 20,000 yuan after tax without liability, five insurances and one fund, and 955 working hours, where can you find such good treatment?
Yang Ruoqian asked curiously, "You didn't go back to the company this afternoon, what are you busy with?"
Chang Zhiqing took off her socks, stepped her fair little feet into slippers, hid in the house, only showing her little head, and smiled slyly, "You'll know tomorrow, good night!"
With a bang, the door was closed.
Yang Ruoqian shook his head with amusement.
It's quite mysterious.
After eating and washing up, Yang Ruoqian lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
The next morning.
Yang Ruoqian woke up naturally, stretched, picked up his mobile phone out of habit, opened the pink broken station Beili Beili, and planned to watch some videos to clear his mind.
With just one glance, Yang Ruoqian seemed to have discovered something terrible, and he froze on the bed.
(End of this chapter)
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