Rebirth Starting as a Stock Market Enthusiast

Qin Ziyi has been a bit worried these past few days. He works in marketing for a media company, which is essentially a pyramid scheme.

He was also a member of an online celebrity group in Anyuan County, but he created a female account to lurk in the group and used this female account to recruit more people. He was incredibly clever.

However, he didn't manage to get in touch with anyone during this period. Ever since the "spiritual little sister" became a hit, the entire group has been discussing Feiyu Media, and even his alternate account has become completely invisible. After all, only comparison can truly cause harm.

Recently, he has been studying Feiyu Media's videos and has been arranging for female internet celebrities to imitate and film them. At first, he also got some benefits and his own account gained a lot of followers. However, recently he feels that the traffic of the videos he filmed is getting worse and worse.

"Another one's gone viral, but how did they become so popular? All these years of research, was it all for nothing?"

Looking at Zhou Yun's account, Qin Ziyi became increasingly impressed with the person in charge of Feiyu Media.

He has been working in the self-media industry for the past few years. Even though he hasn't achieved much, he firmly believes that self-media is an opportunity in his life.

He has no education and no family connections, but he wants to get rich.

He opened WeChat and sent a message.

"Ms. Song, could you please send me the address of Feiyu Media? I'd like to meet with Mr. Shen."

Qin Ziyi was relieved that Song Ting hadn't deleted him from her friends list after leaving the group.

After experiencing a period of failure, Qin Ziyi finally realized how powerful Shen Fei was, and that being someone's apprentice was not shameful.

If he can truly learn something from it, he would be willing to accept a godfather.

Godfather, please accept my bow!

"No. 165, High-tech Industrial Park".

"Thank you, Teacher Song. I'll be right there."

Soon, Song Ting replied to the message, and Qin Ziyi immediately rode his electric bike over.

……

Shen Fei posted a thread in a forum where online novelists gathered.

[Suddenly wanting to play the female lead, looking for a palace intrigue script. Script fee: 5,000 to 10,000 yuan. Requirements: palace intrigue theme, one minute per episode, 100 episodes in total.]

Below the post, he briefly wrote a story summary.

[Female protagonist setting: A modern beauty blogger who unexpectedly transmigrates into the body of a lowly palace maid in the cold imperial palace. Core appeal: Using her modern chemical knowledge, she makes her own lipsticks, perfumes, and skincare products, creating a fashion trend in the harem, rising through the ranks and ultimately becoming the mistress of the six palaces.]

Short dramas actually existed as early as 2013, with representative works being "Unexpectedly" and "Chen Xiang Six and a Half." These two works, with their short duration, fast pace, and high dissemination, proved the user acceptance and content feasibility of short dramas at the time. However, there was no paid model at that time, resulting in weak monetization capabilities.

It wasn't until 2020, when the State Administration of Radio and Television added new online micro-dramas to its registration list, that the official arrival of the "Year One of Micro-Drama" began.

This sparked a short drama craze across the entire internet.

Especially for housewives in third- and fourth-tier cities who spend their days scrolling through their phones to pass the time, these short, quick comeback dramas are practically a form of spiritual opium.

To make money, you still need women.

......

I had just posted the message when there was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in."

The person who walked in was a young man with dark skin, wearing a T-shirt. He was about the same age as him, around twenty years old.

"Hello, Mr. Shen."

Qin Ziyi stood in front of the desk, bowing slightly, his posture very humble.

"Who are you?"

Qin Ziyi said earnestly, "My name is Qin Ziyi. I used to work in marketing at Fengyun Media. I... I want to work for you."

He realized that face is something for dogs; compared to money, it's worthless.

Fengyun Media? Shen Fei had heard of it; it was a self-media company that did live streaming.

Shen Fei: "What do you want to learn?"

Qin Ziyi: "I'm learning how to operate your account, both in terms of video content and methods! I really admire you! I used to make borderline videos, but I never really succeeded with an account. These past few days, I've studied all your videos, from 'Little Spirit Girl' to Teacher Song and Teacher Zhou. I've reviewed each of your viral videos at least fifty times. I imitated them, followed their videos... but in the end, none of my accounts have taken off."

"In Anyuan County, no, in the entire short video field, you are a true master. I want to learn from you."

Shen Fei looked at the young man in front of him and was surprised to see such a simple-minded person in today's society.

What are your skills?

"Mr. Shen, I can do anything. I can recruit people, write copy, and edit videos. Besides, I've been in the influencer circle in Anyuan County for several years. I know almost all the influencers in the county, which can bring some resources to the company. I don't want a salary. Just provide me with food. Once I make money for the company, you can decide how much to pay me."

These words surprised Shen Fei somewhat.

The fact that Qin Ziyi was willing to take the initiative to find him shows that this guy is willing to learn.

This kind of guy is a good fit for Feiyu Media right now.

"Here's the deal: you have one month to find five female internet celebrities who meet my criteria. If you can manage that, you'll get a salary of 5,000 yuan, plus social insurance and housing fund benefits, and a commission."

"Thank you, Mr. Shen! Thank you, Mr. Shen!"

Qin Ziyi felt like he was dreaming; the huge surprise made him a little dizzy.

......

Sunflower Kindergarten.

Shen Fei was outside smoking; he had come to find Song Ting to film a video.

Soon after, Song Ting came out, followed by a petite figure, around twenty years old, with a round face.

This is a makeup artist that Song Ting found. She charges 30 yuan per session. What impressed Shen Fei the most about her was that she was less than 1.6 meters tall.

The makeup is pretty good, but she's a bit of a chatterbox.

I also know that she knows Li Yuanyuan, but that's normal. That's how it is in small towns; people basically all stay in the same circle.

"Oh, Mr. Shen, you've arrived! Hello, Mr. Shen! Hello, Mr. Shen!"

Upon seeing Shen Fei, Zhang Qian rushed over immediately, her eyes shining brightly as if she wanted to stick to him.

Song Ting stood to the side, giving Shen Fei a somewhat awkward smile.

"Mr. Shen, to be honest with you, your internet intuition is absolutely amazing! Seriously! Apart from being a little bit restrained on the budget, you are simply a perfect god in my eyes."

Shen Fei glanced at her, pulled out thirty-five yuan in change from his pocket, and solemnly slapped it on Zhang Qian's head: "In the early stages of a startup, every penny is vital to the company's survival. This extra five yuan... consider it my personal tip for you. How about that, pretty generous, right?"

"Huh? Five dollars... a tip?"

Zhang Qian felt the weight of the five yuan on her head, and her eye twitched slightly. "Mr. Shen, you're really generous! I've served your artists at your beck and call no less than ten times in the past two weeks, and you only gave me five yuan!"