Rebirth Starting as a Stock Market Enthusiast

The two then chatted about these details for another half hour, with Zhao Dong becoming more and more excited as they talked.

"Xiao Shen, did you bring the contract?"

Shen Fei took out the contract he had prepared beforehand and said, "Uncle Zhao, there's something I need to tell you. Besides the long-term cooperation we just discussed, there's also the live-streaming event and short film promotion that we mentioned earlier."

What is the fee?

"Here's the thing, because we're planning to do a special event for Anyuan Clothing. One of the slots for the event costs 300,000 yuan, and the initial short film production cost is about 100,000 yuan. As for the subsequent sales revenue sharing ratio, we'll split the profits 50/50 as agreed."

After listening, Zhao Dong paused for a moment, then said, "President Shen! I really have high hopes for you. But, you haven't even seen any results yet, and you're already asking to earn 400,000 from me? Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"

"Uncle Zhao, this is the proposal for the special event. Please take a look. The proposal details where the money will be spent and what benefits it will bring you. Please read it carefully before deciding whether it's worth it."

After saying that, he left the contract behind and turned to leave the office.

Shen Fei wasn't worried that Zhao Dong wouldn't sign. He and Zhao Dong both knew very well what kind of people traditional GGs were. Outdoor screens, bus stop signs, and shopping mall posters cost hundreds of thousands of yuan, had long campaign cycles, were slow to show results, and ultimately produced terrible results.

And what about our side?

The 400,000 includes the exclusive event slot fee, short video shooting and production, GG marketing, and subsequent revenue sharing from sales.

In other words, he and Zhao Dong were inextricably linked, sharing both prosperity and adversity.

If sales are good, Shen Fei can make money; if sales are bad, Shen Fei won't get a single extra penny.

Moreover, with Song Ting's current popularity, if Douyin's massive search engine is properly optimized, she could easily earn hundreds of thousands of yuan for any single video.

This is a high-privilege account with traffic pool privileges, and its daily traffic exceeds tens of millions.

The reason Zhao Dong is hesitant now is entirely due to his lack of understanding of the short video industry. Once he has carefully read his proposal, I don't believe Zhao Dong will not be tempted.

......

As soon as Shen Fei stepped out of Anyuan Garment Building, Zhou Yun sent him a message inviting him to dinner.

An hour later, at Mingyuexuan, in the same private room.

Zhou Yun wore a light purple knitted dress today, the hem of which just went past her knees, revealing a section of her fair and slender calves.

The neckline wasn't large, but the tight fabric outlined her figure breathtakingly.

The dishes were all served. She was resting her chin on her hands, taking small bites of a mango pudding, when she saw Shen Fei come in and her eyes lit up.

"I thought you'd forgotten about this meal after you finished discussing the contract," she said with a hint of coquettishness.

Shen Fei sat down opposite her, picked up his chopsticks, and said, "How could that be? We'd give Teacher Zhou face even if the sky were to fall."

Zhou Yun's cheeks flushed slightly, and she snorted, "Smooth talker."

"By the way, what's the deal with those An Yun snacks...? My dad said it seems to have something to do with me?"

Zhou Yun asked the question casually, though she was actually very nervous; she had been holding it in for a long time.

She was very curious when her father asked about it last time. What exactly was An Yun Foods? Shen Fei had never told her.

"Oh, that one, it's for you."

"Cough cough..."

Zhou Yun was holding a bowl of soup and had just taken a sip when Shen Fei's words almost made her choke.

You...you gave it to me?

A snack brand just... gave it away like that?

Although she didn't care about the brand—her family had plenty of money, it was her parents' money—Shen Fei, a self-made young man, actually gave her a snack brand as a gift?

Seeing her strong reaction, Shen Fei assumed she didn't believe him, so he handed her a tissue and explained, "The company's legal representative and shareholders are all in your name, so it was originally your company. I just used it to give the company a makeover."

These words only made Zhou Yun's heart beat even faster.

So... so he had prepared everything for me all along? Named after me, and I'm the legal representative...

Does this mean that Shen Fei...?

Zhou Yun felt her face was so hot she could fry an egg on it. She lowered her head, poking at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks, her heart almost jumping out of her chest.

Zhou Yun suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes fixed on Shen Fei, and mustered her courage to ask, "Shen Fei... why... are you so good to me?"

Shen Fei was taken aback by her sudden gaze.

For him, this was purely a business operation: using Zhou Yun's identity as an endorsement and then conveniently ripping off Zhao Dong.

But can you say that? No!

Shen Fei's mind raced, and he said matter-of-factly, "Teacher Zhou, you're the ace of our Feiyu Media. Isn't it only right that I treat you well? We should keep the good stuff in the family."

Zhou Yun bit her lower lip, feeling both angry and anxious.

Can't this guy say something nice?

But then I thought, isn't this just Shenyang Aircraft Corporation's style? Not good with words, but expresses itself through actions.

Thinking of this, a sweet feeling rose in her heart.

"So... what do you think of me as your ace?" She changed her approach and continued to probe, her eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

Upon hearing this, Shen Fei's gaze unconsciously slid from her delicate collarbone to her full curves wrapped in knitted fabric.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

This ace... is really big.

"Teacher Zhou has unlimited potential and a promising future."

Seeing Shen Fei's calm demeanor, Zhou Yun felt a wave of discouragement and silently began to eat.

But Shen Fei was not calm at this moment.

Damn, this rich woman has a really good figure and is beautiful. When she's not talking, she's aloof and ethereal, but when she smiles, she has a touch of innocent charm.

Nonsense. Everyone's been reborn, who still wants to date?

This meal was full of twists and turns.

Shen Fei ate with a clear conscience, and also finished off the dishes that Zhou Yun had barely touched.

……

On the other side, Anyuan Garment Building.

Zhao Dong is reviewing the plan left by Shen Fei.

Four hundred thousand!

Zhao Dong's heart began to pound. It wasn't that he was worried about the money, but Anyuan Garments couldn't afford to make another mistake now.

Those ruthless old geezers on the board are all waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Moreover, cooperating with Shenfei would mean being tied to Shenfei on the same boat, which is the hardest thing for Zhao Dong to accept.

Anyuan Garments was the only inheritance his wife left him, and the company was already eyeing it covetously; now, another wolf cub had joined the fray…

But ironically, that product-selling video gave him hope.

Just then, the office door was pushed open, and Zhao Jun's brightly colored figure peeked in, wearing a fawning smile.

"Dad, what's up?"

The moment Zhao Dong saw his face, his anger flared up instantly. He snapped, "You still have the nerve to come back? I told you to go after Zhou Yun, where did you go?!"

Zhao Jun shrank back and muttered, "Well... I'm still trying. Dad, when it comes to relationships, you have to be strategic. I'm using a strategic maneuvering."