My stepmother forced me to donate bone marrow, so I retaliated by slapping my scumbag father in the

Yu Binglan stared for a long time, and the corners of her lips gradually lifted.

She never imagined that she would get married in such a short time.

Yesterday morning, they were just boyfriend and girlfriend.

She woke up today to find that the man beside her had become her husband.

Yu Binglan reached out and lightly traced her fingertips across his brow bone. Before she could retract her hand, her wrist was grasped.

"Have you seen enough?"

Shen Ze opened his eyes.

Yu Binglan remained completely calm: "When did you wake up?"

"Mrs. Shen has been watching me for so long; if I don't wake up soon, wouldn't that be too uncooperative?"

"Who's watching you?"

"Who touched me just now?"

"I just wanted to see if you were awake."

Shen Ze pulled her into his arms with a strong pull: "You're awake now."

Yu Bing leaned against his chest, her long hair scattered on the pillow, her cool and refined face showing the softness of someone who had just woken up.

"What time is it?"

"It's still early."

"I have work this morning."

"It's okay if it's a little late."

"Mr. Yu's lateness has a negative impact."

Shen Ze looked down at her: "So, Mrs. Shen, how do you plan to compensate me?"

Why should I compensate you?

"On the second day of your marriage, you'll have to leave your husband behind and go to work."

Yu Binglan couldn't help but laugh: "I'm just going to the company, it's not like I'm not coming back."

"Then stay with me a little longer."

After Shen Ze finished speaking, he kissed her again.

Yu Binglan initially tried to push him, but her strength quickly gave way after her hand landed on his shoulder.

The morning sunlight slowly filled the master bedroom, and the two shadows were close together.

Meanwhile, at Shen Jianjun's home.

The coffee table in the living room was covered with documents related to the sand mining project.

Shen Jianjun held the equipment schedule and checked the times on it again and again.

The crushing equipment, screening equipment, loading machinery, and supporting transportation equipment needed for the fifteen sand pits have been successively shipped to the Northwest.

The final batch of equipment will also be delivered within the next two days.

Once the installation and commissioning are completed, all fifteen sand pits can be put into operation simultaneously.

Thinking of the projected profit of tens of millions of yuan a day, Shen Jianjun finally smiled again.

"How long after all the equipment arrives can we start work?"

Sun Mei, sitting to the side, said, "Chen Wen said it would be at least a week."

"One week."

Shen Jianjun leaned back on the sofa, a surge of heat rising in his chest: "After waiting so long, I'm finally going to see the money."

"With fifteen sand pits in operation at the same time, the monthly output will be 300 million, and the annual output will be 3 to 4 billion."

"Once the first payment comes in, those outsiders will realize that Jianjun Group hasn't collapsed yet!"

Sun Mei also looked on with anticipation: "The stock price will definitely rebound then."

"Those who refuse to lend us money will definitely regret it."

"And Shen Ze."

She sneered, "He made billions just from Youth Road, didn't he? Our sand quarry makes money every year, no less than his."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

The maid quickly led a man in his forties into the living room.

The man was wearing a slightly worn suit, holding a laptop bag in his arms, and his face showed obvious fatigue.

"Hello, Mr. Shen."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Wang Xiaolong, and I am the founder of the Douxin short video platform."

Wang Xiaolong quickly handed over his business card: "I apologize for the intrusion in visiting today, but I would like to discuss an investment with Mr. Shen."

"Short videos?"

Shen Jianjun took the business card and glanced at it casually: "How many users does your platform have right now?"

"Daily active users have reached seven million."

Upon hearing this number, Shen Jianjun sat up slightly straighter: "Seven million daily active users, that's not a small scale. How much profit are you making now?"

Wang Xiaolong's expression immediately became somewhat unnatural: "Currently... we haven't made a profit yet."

"What about revenue?"

"The platform is still in the expansion phase, and its main focus is on user growth."

Shen Jianjun's brows furrowed immediately: "I'm asking you how much revenue you have."

Wang Xiaolong remained silent for a few seconds before truthfully replying, "There is no stable revenue at the moment."

"So, you didn't make a single penny?"

"The platform is indeed currently operating at a loss."

Shen Jianjun tossed his business card onto the coffee table: "How much do you lose each month?"

"The combined costs of servers, bandwidth, content moderation, and marketing amount to about 40 million yuan per month."

"How many?"

Shen Jianjun wondered if he had misheard: "Forty million a month?"

Wang Xiaolong nodded reluctantly: "The number of users is still growing rapidly, and the costs of servers and bandwidth may continue to increase."

Shen Jianjun's face darkened completely.

"Losing 40 million every month, and you're still talking to me about investing?"

"Mr. Shen, short videos are the future trend."

Wang Xiaolong hurriedly turned on his computer: "The user growth rate of Douyin is very fast, and the average user time spent is also increasing."

"As long as we get through this phase, the platform's value will definitely explode."

Shen Jianjun asked coldly, "How do you plan to cash it out?"

Wang Xiaolong opened his mouth: "We can try GG for now."

"try?"

"GG's business is still in the exploratory stage."

"Anything else?"

"In the future, we can also consider memberships, paid content, or collaborations with brands."

Hearing this, Shen Jianjun lost his patience: "In other words, you don't even have a definite profit plan yet."

"What happened to the previous investors?"

Wang Xiaolong's expression grew even uglier: "Several companies have already withdrawn, and several others have suspended further investments."

Why did you quit?

"They believe it will be difficult to see returns in the short term."

Shen Jianjun sneered, "Even the original investors aren't willing to keep pouring money in, yet you come to me?"

"Seven million users sounds like a lot, but the more users you have, the more you lose."

"There is no profit model, no stable income, and we still have to burn through 40 million every month."

"This isn't a project, it's a bottomless pit!"

Wang Xiaolong said urgently, "President Shen, give Douxin a little more time. As long as the user base continues to expand..."

That's enough.

Shen Jianjun interrupted directly: "I have no interest in spending money to support your users."

"Put the computer away and get out."

Wang Xiaolong's face turned pale. In an effort to keep Douxin afloat, he had already sought out many investors.

Most people, upon hearing the figures for losses, are unwilling to even finish reading the business plan.

But he couldn't give up. Once the funding chain broke, Douyin, with its seven million daily active users, would soon collapse completely due to server costs and employee salaries.

"Mr. Shen, please give me ten more minutes."

Wang Xiaolong also wanted to argue: "Short videos are far more efficient at spreading information than text and image platforms, and they will definitely change the way people obtain information in the future."

"I told you, I'm not interested."

Shen Jianjun waved impatiently at the servant: "Show the guest out."

"etc."

Sun Mei suddenly spoke up, picking up a business card from the coffee table and glancing at Wang Xiaolong: "How much investment do you want?"

Wang Xiaolong grasped at the last lifeline: "The first round only requires 300 million."

"Three hundred million?"

Sun Mei nodded: "That's quite a lot."

Shen Jianjun frowned at her: "What's the point of discussing this kind of project?"