dognovel Chapter 461 Are you interested in joining my company?
Chapter 461 Are you interested in joining my company?
Ye Fan's fingers never stopped, sending out a total of 666 Super Rockets! A "generous gift" of over 1.3 million was poured down in just a few minutes!
This sudden surge of donations to the black-screen live stream completely bewildered the viewers who flocked to the stream.
"??????"
"Holy crap!!!! A black screen followed by 666 and super hot comments??? What kind of operation is this???"
"Damn it...poverty has limited my imagination! The boss is a fool!!!"
"This is absolutely real 'medical expense'! Those who know, know! Han Yiying has definitely been 'recruited' tonight!"
"66666! The boss is so generous! Even with a black screen, it's flooded with comments, that's impressive!"
"There's movement from Teemo's side too! Let's go check it out!"
The screen was instantly flooded with a massive amount of question marks, exclamation marks, and witty remarks, and the popularity soared at a rocket speed!
Ye Fan ignored the speculation and clamor that filled the screen.
He left Han Yiying's live stream without expression, as if his extravagant spending was just a casual toss of coins.
The account level had already reached the maximum level instantly due to the huge amount of spending.
He then clicked into Feng Timo's equally dark live stream room.
The same process is being repeated:
[System Announcement: The esteemed 'Fanchen Yiye' has activated the 'Emperor' VIP status in Feng Timo's live stream!]
[A Leaf in the Mortal World gifted Feng Timo a Super Rocket x 666!] (More skilled at the operation, directly 666)
Another million-dollar "dark fireworks show"!
Having done all this, Ye Fan decisively closed the Douyu app, as if uninstalling a useless program.
He looked up at the two female anchors on the sofa, who were staring in disbelief, their cheeks still flushed but filled with shock, and said calmly, "Turn off the live stream."
In the luxurious space of the presidential suite, only the last glimmer of light from the phone screen before it went out, and the ever-flowing city lights outside the window, remained.
Han Yiying and Feng Timo mechanically shut down the live stream, staring at that tall figure with turbulent emotions.
It was the enormous impact of that "fireworks" worth over two million that had just taken place, and a complex feeling that had been thoroughly defined and was difficult to describe.
The power of money shattered their perceptions in the most direct, dazzling, and coldest way.
The silence in the suite was broken by Han Yiying's hesitant voice: "Ye Fan... what is this...?"
Having just been intimate, she had subtly changed her way of addressing Ye Fan from the unfamiliar "Mr. Ye" to the more private way of calling him by his name.
Ye Fan did not answer immediately. He calmly walked to the tea table in the suite's living room and sat down.
With slender, well-defined fingers, she slowly and methodically manipulated the exquisite purple clay teaware. Boiling water was poured in, and the tea leaves unfurled and tumbled in the pot, gradually releasing a rich aroma that dispelled the lingering ambiguity and alcohol odor in the air.
He poured a cup of clear tea for Han Yiying and Feng Timo before raising his eyes, his gaze calmly sweeping over the two beauties with complex expressions, his voice steady and devoid of any emotion:
"Would you be interested in signing with my company?"
He took a sip of hot tea, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary: "I'm currently setting up an entertainment company."
Setting down his teacup, he added a statement that would make any person in the industry's heart race: "Initial investment: one billion."
Before the two could recover from the shock, Ye Fan continued, his tone carrying an air of absolute certainty: "If you're willing to come over, I can help you completely escape your current predicament."
Amidst the fragrant aroma of tea, his words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake: "You no longer need to rely entirely on long hours of live streaming to maintain your income and popularity; your work will be much easier than it is now."
He paused, looked directly at the two of them, and gave a breathtaking figure: "As for income... conservatively speaking, it will be more than five times your current take-home pay."
After saying that, he stopped talking, picked up his teacup again, and leisurely sipped his tea, giving the two popular anchors plenty of time to digest this groundbreaking suggestion.
Ye Fan's words were like a thunderclap, instantly waking Han Yiying and Feng Timo from the lingering charm and the overwhelming gifts from the live stream!
A tremendous temptation intertwined with disbelief!
Given Ye Fan's status and wealth, there was absolutely no need for him to deceive them!
The initial investment of one billion yuan is enough to shake the entire live streaming industry!
Not to mention the promises of "getting out of trouble" and "earning more than five times the income," every word of which precisely hits their deepest desires and pain points!
Han Yiying suppressed the turmoil in her heart, her eyes sharpening as she asked, "Ye Fan, are you referring to a guild model similar to our current contract system?"
"Yes and no." Ye Fan's lips curled into a mysterious smile as he put down his teacup, his gaze sharp.
"The forms may be similar, but the core and resources are worlds apart."
Han Yiying's brows furrowed immediately, her face showing immense worry and the weight of reality: "But we're all under long-term contracts with the guild! The penalty for breach of contract..."
Those are astronomical figures! The guild can't possibly let go of such "cash cows" so easily!
This is precisely the core constraint on the live streaming industry, especially for top streamers!
Guild contracts employ a blatant "cast a wide net" strategy. Contract terms are often riddled with traps, and the penalties for breach of contract are set so high they're practically despairing.
Many streamers, when they are unknown, either cannot understand the obscure terms and conditions, or are misled by promises of "guaranteed minimum" and "resources," and unwittingly sign contracts to sell themselves into servitude.
Once they become famous overnight, they discover that most of the revenue from their hard-earned live streams has been taken by the guild, leaving them with only a tiny fraction.
Now you want to escape?
The exorbitant penalty for breach of contract is like a mountain, enough to crush anyone!
These guilds use the same tactics as some unscrupulous entertainment agencies—completely turning streamers into tools and exploiting them, signing them not as partners, but as money-making machines that produce a constant stream of revenue!
As the undisputed pillars and "cash cows" of their respective guilds, how could the guilds easily agree to release Han Yiying and Feng Timo?
That's like letting go of two geese that could keep laying golden eggs!
Terminating the contract? Easier said than done.
The breach of contract penalties, often amounting to tens or even hundreds of millions, are a Damocles' sword hanging over their heads, and an iron chain that the guild tightly grips their lifeline.
When Han Yiying brought this up, the sense of powerlessness in her tone and her clear understanding of reality were clearly discernible.
Ye Fan listened quietly, his fingertips gently stroking the warm rim of the cup, his eyes deep and unfathomable, making it impossible to guess how he would deal with this seemingly unsolvable problem next.
The steam rising from the tea table reflected on his calm, expressionless face.
The air seemed to freeze, leaving only the heavy shackles of reality making a silent creak.