Chapter 113 The money giver is here

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, on the second floor of the bar, Lin Yi was wearing a windbreaker and yawning, looking drowsy and not well rested.

"Godfather, what's wrong with you lately? You always look like you haven't woken up yet."

Zhao Gongzi couldn't help but ask Lin Yi.

"I've been suffering from insomnia lately, that's why."

Lin Yi rubbed his waist, feeling a little sore: "Does wolfberry really work? It feels like a lie."

"By the way, how are things going lately?"

"The number of fans increased very quickly. Some people contacted our Douyin account and wanted us to help with advertising, but they were all small things, so I refused."

"Hey! Don't just refuse. It's all about money. What kind of products are you advertising?"

"The Holy Grail, a cheap commodity."

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Lin Yi was speechless for a moment: "It's good to refuse. If there are some bigger advertisers, please tell me and I will consider accepting them."

"Okay, so godfather, when will the salary be paid?"

"Go find Master Luo. I'm not responsible for paying salaries."

Lin Yi and Luo Ye had discussed this matter. Of course, it was he who proposed it unilaterally, and Luo Ye had to agree.

In order to make employees within the company more harmonious, someone has to play the good cop and someone has to play the bad cop.

Lin Yi makes most of the decisions, and has more contact with these people than Luo Ye.

But things like paying salaries are bound to cause dissatisfaction among some people, so Luo Ye was asked to do it.

"By the way, why can't I see Luo Ye recently?"

"I am in the process of atonement. Of course you can't see it."

After Lin Yi made a joke, he continued to ask Zhao Gongzi about the short video accounts: "How is Cai Xukun's separate account going?"

“It’s going to hit one million fans soon.”

"Not bad, not bad, there are indeed many girls who like this kind of feminine sissy."

These fans are all money, Lin Yi is very satisfied.

It was worth it for him to spend so much money to continuously push traffic to this account.

“However, there are quite a few haters now.”

"what???"

Lin Yiren was a little confused. He hadn't even started wearing overalls to play basketball yet? How come there were haters? Where did they come from?

Could it be that there are many other time travelers like him in this world?

Zhao Gongzi showed Lin Yi some of the negative reviews:

"Whiter than my brother who has been dead for three years."

"so gay."

"I don't understand what's so handsome about it?"

Looking at the comments of these black fans, Lin Yi also understood that they were just people who couldn't stand the style of the young and handsome guy.

"It's okay, just keep these comments, there's no need to delete them."

"Why don't you delete it? Won't it have an impact?"

Lin Yi threw a piece of gum into his mouth: "You don't understand this. People arguing and scolding each other will increase traffic, and the stickiness of black fans is much stronger than that of real fans."

"It's okay, let them curse, there will be more people cursing later."

"Uh"

Zhao Gongzi still didn't understand, but he just did what he was told.

"I'm so sleepy. I'll take a nap and you can wake me up at five in the evening."

Lin Yi leaned back in his chair and dozed off.

"Why don't you go home and sleep? Or go to the dormitory. You're not doing anything here." To be honest, Zhao Gongzi was quite surprised that Lin Yi came here on the weekend.

"Come out and get some air."

Lin Yi fell silent after he finished speaking.

If I go home
Forget it, Lin Yi felt that his small body couldn’t handle it.

He felt a little regretful for opening the door. He thought he was a hunter, but unexpectedly he was the prey.

He took a short nap and before he fell asleep completely, his cell phone rang. He took it out and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

Lin Yi was a little annoyed, but he still chose to answer the call, just in case it was a useful call.

But soon, he sat up from his chair, smiling and showing surprise: "Yes, I am."

"Then we'll see you tomorrow."

Lin Yi hung up the phone and stood up happily: "The money delivery guy is here."

"What's the money?"

Zhao Gongzi was startled when Lin Yi suddenly jumped up from his chair.

"It's nothing. It has nothing to do with you. Edit more videos and post them on the platform. You can also shoot some incredible things happening in the bar. These will generate traffic."

"Something against the will of heaven?"

"For example, if a woman vomits after drinking and someone picks up her body, these are quite abstract and can be filmed."

"Why do I feel like a paparazzi?"

"They are not celebrities. You are nothing but a paparazzi. Besides, they were drunk and passed out in a public place like a bar. It's okay to take pictures of them. Maybe you have a record and the police will thank you for providing clues to solve the case in the future."

"what???"

Zhao Gongzi was confused and had a lot of questions in his mind.

Lin Yi left without caring whether he understood or not.

What he just said is really not surprising. Bars are relatively chaotic places.

Lin Yi had seen someone lying unconscious on the ground due to drinking on a pedestrian street full of bars and karaoke bars.

Picking up corpses is also a very common thing, and if things develop further, you may have to call the police.

Lin Yi is not a saint. These bloody stories are exactly what the majority of netizens love to watch. He just helps spread them and makes some money by the way.

Back in the car, Lin Yi started the car and called his father Lin Ye: "Dad, are you free tomorrow? Come with me to do something."

"No time."

Lin Ye’s answer was so decisive.

"It's really something more important, no kidding."

"I'm not kidding. I really don't have time tomorrow. Tomorrow is Monday, the day I have the most shit to do in the week. How can I have time? I still have to visit a few middle schools."

"Look at it, it's all just surface work, don't look at it."

"You think I want to see that? This is my mission at hand!"

Everyone is aware of the superficial work within the system, but no one talks about it. It's as if they are all acting and it's over when it's done.

"What do you want from me?"

"I'm going to make a deal with the boss of a Fortune 100 company, and I want you to come and help out, and my English isn't very good."

"How long have you been doing this? You can trade with people of this level? Are you just bragging or are you still asleep?"

Lin Yi explained it to Lin Ye, who laughed out loud: "Why did you think of registering the trademark in advance?"

"This is not without precedent. When Apple entered the Chinese market, the iPad trademark was already used by someone else. Later, they had to spend 60 million to buy it. Don't miss the opportunity to make money for free."

After Lin Ye finished laughing, he reminded Lin Yi, “But this is actually unfair competition. If you really want to sue, you may not win.”

"I know. I will make a compromise and make the other party agree. After all, litigation takes a lot of time. For these big companies, every minute and second wasted is real money."

(End of this chapter)