Rebirth is fine, but I get eight hundred dollars right from the start?

Lin Shu spoke separately with Huya and Tencent.

The next day, Lao Zhao and the two representatives from Tencent were invited to Lin Shu's office again.

"Please have a seat!"

"Ah Yue, pour some tea for the guests."

"OK!"

Gu Xinyue put down the draft contract in her hand and stood up.

We quickly brewed a cup of tea and the four of us sat down around the tea table.

"Gentlemen, I'll be frank." Lin Shu picked up his teacup, drank first as a gesture of respect, and said, "HWG has preliminary ideas for programs, competitions, merchandise, variety shows, and even movies."

"But to do these things, we can't bypass Tencent's game licensing and Huya's platform resources. What I want to talk to you two about today is a broader cooperation framework."

Old Zhao held his teacup and thought for a moment: "President Lin, we're family, so let's not be formal. How broad is your definition?"

Two representatives from Tencent chimed in, saying, "President Lin is now a pillar of our League of Legends entertainment market. Just say what you want to say."

"good!"

"For gaming esports, we want to create a third-party tournament, not a cup tournament, but a world-class tournament independent of the World Championship and regional leagues. We hope that Tencent and Riot Games can grant us authorization."

"As for game merchandise, which we've been producing before, HWG can release co-branded products, and we hope to extend the IP licensing period. Regarding variety shows, HWG is currently producing 'Next Stop, Pro!', and we are open to further investment for the second and third seasons."

"Finally, there's the movie..."

"Movie?"

Inside the room, the three people exclaimed in surprise.

They truly hadn't expected that this young man would have such a large appetite.

"Yes, it's a movie, but it's still early for that, but we can talk about it first."

Lin Shu put down his teacup. "I know these things can't be settled in a day or two. I've gathered you all here today to set up a framework first, and we'll discuss the specific projects one by one later."

The person from Tencent's esports team adjusted his glasses: "Mr. Lin, I will definitely report your idea verbatim when I get back. But to be honest with you, regarding IP licensing, Tencent and Riot Games are not in a direct superior-subordinate relationship; the internal process is very long."

"I know," Lin Shu nodded. "So today I'm not asking you to sign anything, but to take a message back to the higher-ups. Tell them that what HWG wants to do will only benefit Tencent, League of Legends, and the entire Chinese esports scene. The bigger this pie becomes, the bigger the esports pie will be."

Old Zhao put down his teacup and smiled: "President Lin, I believe you. I'll approve the traffic package for the second season of the show for you on Huya, no need to go through the usual procedures."

Lin Shu smiled and extended his hand to him: "Then thank you in advance."

Old Zhao shook his hand: "What are you thanking me for? Your show is a hit, and my platform benefits too. It's a win-win situation; anyone who doesn't do it is a fool."

By the time everyone had left, it was already evening.

Gu Xinyue leaned back on the office sofa, finished organizing today's meeting minutes, closed the notebook, and turned her head to look at Lin Shu.

He stood by the window, looking down at the training field. Coach Zhou was leading thirty athletes on their last lap of evening training, the setting sun casting long shadows of them.

"You've talked too much today." Gu Xinyue stood up and walked to his side.

"My throat is a little hoarse." Lin Shu touched his throat.

Gu Xinyue turned around, picked up the cup of tea that had long since gone cold from the table, and handed it to him: "Have some."

Lin Shu took the drink, took a sip, and frowned: "It's cold."

"Who told you not to drink it sooner?" Gu Xinyue said with disdain, but she reached out and took the teacup back, went to the water dispenser to get hot water again, and handed it back.

Lin Shu took the hot tea, looked down at her, and suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you."

He took a sip of hot tea. "During the meeting just now, all you did was bury your head in taking notes."

"I'm an assistant, why shouldn't I take notes?"

"You didn't just remember the meeting minutes," Lin Shu leaned closer to her, his voice low. "You also remembered everyone's facial expressions and reactions as they spoke."

Gu Xinyue's ears turned slightly red, and she turned her head away: "It's a professional habit; it makes it easier to understand their expectations."

"Yes, that's a professional habit of a psychology PhD."

"Shut up."

Lin Shu smiled, straightened up, picked up his teacup, walked to his desk, and glanced at tomorrow's schedule.

Gu Xinyue stood by the window, watching the group of young people still running downstairs, and suddenly asked, "How many of them do you think will make it?"

Lin Shu didn't even look up: "I don't know. But those who managed to escape, I believe they will become the pillars of this industry in the future."

Gu Xinyue didn't ask any more questions. She turned around, tidied up the documents scattered on the sofa, and put them into a file bag.

After seeing off Lao Zhao and the two from Tencent, Lin Shu didn't rush to leave.

He sat back down at his desk, picked up the half-finished cup of tea from the coffee table, took out a sheet of A4 paper, and began to write.

After tidying up the tea set, Gu Xinyue leaned over to take a look. There was a box drawn on the paper with "Tiger Tooth" written inside. Three lines were drawn out next to it, labeled "Content", "E-commerce" and "Events" respectively.

"Are you trying to dismantle the cooperation agreement?"

"Hmm." Lin Shu tapped the paper with his pen. "This morning we discussed the framework with them. We need to break down the specifics of how to implement it step by step. Otherwise, when we coordinate later, the people below will be passing the buck, and things won't move forward."

Gu Xinyue pulled up a chair from the side, opened her notebook, and took a pen from the pen holder: "Okay, you tell me, I'll write it down."

Lin Shu glanced at her and smiled, "You're being far too self-assured as an assistant."

"I've noticed you're starting to talk more and more nonsense at work these days. Strike while the iron is hot."

Gu Xinyue picked up her pen, as if to strike it.

"Hey, hey, don't knock, don't knock! If you knock me silly, you'll have to take care of me from now on."

"Then let's stop joking and get down to business."

"Okay." Lin Shu wrote a "1" next to "Huya" and then began to speak, "Regarding Huya, Lao Zhao and I need three things. First, a data package. For the sequel to the first season of 'Next Stop, Career!' and the second season, the homepage recommendation slot will be at least four times a week, during the prime time slot of 8 pm to 10 pm."

"Secondly, support for creators. The video creators we sign will have exclusive recommendation channels provided by Huya. We don't need to compete with ordinary streamers for that little bit of organic traffic. Our goal is to grow the market. If growing the market means taking away the scraps from ordinary people, then we're putting the cart before the horse."

"Third, the live streaming rights for the tournaments. HWG will grant Huya exclusive live streaming rights for any third-party tournaments they organize in the future, but on the condition that we receive a guaranteed minimum amount of viewership."

"Give it to me directly? Even though you're a shareholder now, we still need to discuss the future cooperation ratio."

"There's no need to care about those petty profits. The real money in organizing events always comes from sponsorships, not from broadcasting fees."

"I was being petty."