Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Jiang Bei was surprised that Guo Jian would suddenly become intelligent at this critical juncture and start thinking seriously.

He was slightly taken aback, and casually explained:

"This plan is currently only a rough outline."

"If we really want to cooperate, there's a whole set of publicity plans, execution schemes, and project implementation to work on."

Guo Jian's brows were furrowed tightly as he interrupted:

"That's still not worth a million!"

Jiang Bei glanced at him, his tone remaining calm:

"The point isn't the million."

"The key point is—my plan guarantees results."

He paused for a moment, then added casually:

"If we can't help your client earn two million within a year..."

"I'll make up the difference."

……

The living room fell silent instantly.

This is no longer a quote.

This is a bet.

It's still a bet with a safety net.

Ruan Fei almost dropped the cigarette from his mouth onto his crotch, and hurriedly tried to catch it.

Cui Hao held his water glass halfway up, then froze, unable to remember to drink for a long time.

Guo Jian was even more exaggerated. His facial expression slowly changed from "You're bragging" to "You're crazy," and finally he froze completely.

He subconsciously shrank back, as if afraid that Jiang Bei would pull him into the contract at any moment.

"Sixth Brother..."

"You can't just say things like that."

"If those powerful figures at your company actually make you write it in your contract, that would be a huge problem!"

Ruan Fei also quickly advised:

"Yeah, who offers a guaranteed profit just for an endorsement deal?"

Cui Hao was even more straightforward, immediately starting to shift the blame:

"Little bastard, this is your workplace."

"You have to cover for Lao Liu in this mess."

Guo Jian: "..."

He fell silent for a full two seconds, then his face was filled with grief and indignation:

"I'm just a document delivery person."

"How did we end up discussing business quotes all of a sudden?"

He might be cursing, but his mind was already racing.

He stared down at the plan, muttering to himself as he began improvising:

"How about...writing it separately?"

"The endorsement by the fairy sister, written over two years, totaled 1.5 million."

"Let's rename this plan 'GG Planning' and budget it at 500,000!"

"Ten songs, all sung by the fairy sister, 500,000 is not much."

"Additionally, if you randomly add two obscure celebrities and have them sing a few songs, that'll also be 500,000."

As he spoke, he himself began to feel that it was flowing smoothly:

"Does this kind of dismantling... make sense now?"

Ruan Fei and Cui Hao exchanged a glance.

The next second, they all gave a thumbs up.

"When it comes to making things up, you're the best, you little rascal!"

Guo Jian was immediately displeased:

"Get lost!"

"This is just commercial packaging!"

"It's not made up!"

Jiang Bei never expected that these three clueless teammates, amidst their playful banter, would actually come up with a quote that looked reasonably reasonable.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After a moment of silence, he raised his hand, gently tapped his chest, and said earnestly:

"Your kindness."

"I've noted it down."

"but--"

He raised his head, looked at the three of them, and said, word by word:

"Two million in annual income."

"I still want to include it in the contract."

……

The three of them fell silent.

Ruan Fei was the first to panic.

"Sixth Brother, don't be impulsive."

"Who can guarantee that there's absolutely no risk in this kind of collaboration?"

Guo Jian quickly followed suit, offering his advice:

"yes!"

"And it's our crappy unit."

"You wouldn't believe it, the guys in my workplace are all incredibly laid-back."

"There are meetings and reports every day, but very few people actually do the work."

He pointed to himself as he spoke, looking very serious:

"Someone like me who goes to work honestly every day is considered a role model in the company."

Ruan Fei and Cui Hao nodded repeatedly. This time, the two of them were on the same side as Guo Jian, which was a rare occurrence.

The brothers took turns saying something.

They tried so hard to persuade me.

They didn't think Jiangbei was bragging.

On the contrary, they were genuinely afraid that Jiangbei would push them too hard.

Jiang Bei waved his hand, suppressing all their words.

"Alright."

"Stop trying to persuade them."

He looked at the plan on the table, his voice calm.

"This collaboration."

"For 12530, this is not a one-off deal."

"It's not the same for Liu Yifei either."

"Not at all for us."

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the three of them:

"If I didn't even have the ambition to earn two million a year..."

"Then what's the point of all this trouble?"

"Wouldn't it be better to just become a programmer at Tencent?"

"996 is stable."

"All five social insurances and one housing fund are provided."

"There might even be a year-end bonus."

Ruan Fei nodded: "That makes sense."

Jiangbei continued:

"Since you've already ventured out to start your own business..."

"We have to aim for something bigger."

The room suddenly fell silent.

The three looked at him without saying anything more.

At that moment, they suddenly realized that this guy usually had a very unserious way of talking.

But when it comes to actually making a decision, they are the most resolute one.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting a bit somber again, Jiang Bei immediately waved his hand.

"Alright."

"Don't make it sound like a life-or-death situation."

"It's like I'm going to the execution ground tomorrow."

He looked at Ruan Fei and Cui Hao:

"You guys shouldn't just sit around either."

"Organize all the code you've written before."

Frameworks, libraries, plugins, modules.

"Compile everything that can be reused."

Ruan Fei was taken aback: "Why are you tidying all this up?"

Jiang Bei leaned back on the sofa, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest, and said slowly:

"Wait until Liu Yifei's endorsements and singles come to an end."

"I'm planning to—start another website."

He spoke calmly, but in his heart, he had already settled the score countless times.

Currently, internet giants such as Baidu, Tencent, and NetEase have all entered the online music market.

This invisible behemoth, China Mobile, also wants a piece of the pie.

Music websites, media players, online communities...

They're everywhere.

There are at least seven or eight thousand of them.

Now, should I do it again following the cover song website's instructions?

That's not starting a business, that's suicide.

Therefore, he had no intention of following the old path at all.

What he wanted to do was to re-evaluate the cards he was dealt.

Combined with twenty years of internet experience from the future, a new internet model was designed—one that requires little investment, grows rapidly, faces less competition, and is truly competitive.

Ideally, it should also be related to music and entertainment.

After all, no industry will expand faster than the Internet + entertainment industry in the next twenty years.

As for what exactly it should look like...

It's not time to unveil the plaque yet.

We have to wait until the entire business chain is fully understood and the plan is truly implemented.

That's when it will truly be time to work hard.

So now, what Ruan Fei and Cui Hao need to do is to prepare all the groundwork in advance.

Once the solution is finalized, all that's left is to bury yourself in coding.

Knock on it as hard as you can.

Ruan Fei and Cui Hao exchanged a glance.

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally settled back down.

It turns out that Jiangbei wasn't planning to go solo, but rather to fly with his brothers.

Ruan Fei immediately laughed: "Got it, let's work overtime together from now on."

Cui Hao added insult to injury: "And we even lost our hair together."

Jiang Bei waved his hand dismissively: "Don't worry, losing hair is considered a work injury, and the company will reimburse you for shampoo from now on."

Guo Jian chimed in, "Am I even involved as the client?"

The three of them shouted in unison, "Get out!"

The room immediately erupted in laughter.

After a few more jokes, Jiangbei was just about to send them away so he could calmly go over the rest of the plan again.

Guo Jian, however, had already sat down at the table with the T43 in his arms.

Log in to your email, add an attachment, click send—a series of actions performed with practiced ease, as if it were an everyday routine.

"Please stop arguing."

"I'll let Lao Guo know."

As he spoke, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

The room fell silent instantly.

Three pairs of eyes simultaneously fell on his phone.

beep--

The call was answered quickly.