I refuse to fall in love, I just want to have a career!

Chapter 22
The live broadcast ended at eleven o'clock in the evening, but Zhou Yuwen and the others didn't go to bed until two o'clock in the morning. The main purpose was to summarize what went wrong during the live broadcast, and to see how the results of this live broadcast were.

Generally speaking, this live broadcast was a success. Zhao Siyu gained exposure. In the previous live broadcast, at most 6000 people watched it, but now it exceeds 10 people.

Zhou Yuwen directly increased his followers from a novice to 40, the size of the last Internet celebrity.

In addition, the total amount of props and tips for this live broadcast exceeded 10 yuan. Excluding the platform's 5000% share, Zhou Yuwen is sharing half with their company, and Zhou Yuwen can also get [-] yuan.

Zhao Siyu was a little worse, and could only get 1 yuan.

Even so, after learning of tonight's profit, Xia Zhiyun was still taken aback.

The live broadcast was carried out at Xia Zhiyun's home, and Xia Zhiyun must have known about it, but Xia Zhiyun had been in the living room during the live broadcast just now, not to disturb them, and now after the live broadcast ended, she came in to share the results with the two children.

Xia Zhiyun was wearing a high-necked white sweater at home, her long hair was hanging down naturally, exuding the faint fragrance of shampoo.

Because it was at home and it was late at night, Xia Zhiyun dressed casually. Her upper body was covered with a white loose sweater, which wrapped her beautiful figure, and her chest was bulging.

The sweater covered her thighs. Xia Zhiyun didn't wear pants after taking a shower, but when she was watching TV in the living room, her legs felt cold, so she casually found a pair of black fleece stockings and put them on her legs .

Putting on black silk made Xia Zhiyun's slender and tall jade legs even more flawless. Zhou Yuwen and Zhao Siyu were there to settle accounts, while Xia Zhiyun sat on the sofa with her legs slightly side-by-side.

When she heard that the income in one night was nearly 5 yuan, Xia Zhiyun couldn't help but said: "You guys earned so much in just one night, and then live broadcast every night, wouldn't you be able to earn 150 million a month?"

Seeing Xia Zhiyun's shocked expression, Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but chuckled and said, "How is that possible? The reason why there are so many this time is because it's our first live broadcast, and my sister's The company's resources are pushed over there, if it is said that live broadcasting every day will definitely cause visual fatigue, and netizens are not stupid people with a lot of money."

After hearing this, Xia Zhiyun also felt that it made sense. She was being stupid and stuck out her tongue playfully. Xia Zhiyun looked at Zhou Yuwen with admiration and said, "Even if this is the case, Yuwen, you are very good. You can make money in one night." It cost me a month's salary! It's amazing!"

Being looked at by Aunt Xia like this, Zhou Yuwen was a little embarrassed, and he touched his nose and dared not look at Xia Zhiyun.

At this time, Zhao Siyu expressed his displeasure, and muttered: "You can get [-], but I can only get [-], which is not fair at all."

Zhao Siyu was sitting crookedly on the carpet, feeling like a jade body. Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but patted Zhao Siyu's head when he heard Zhao Siyu's speech, and complained: "You will be content! If you don't have me, You can't even earn ten thousand or two thousand, or if you terminate the contract with the company, I will concentrate on taking you to do the live broadcast?"

"No, I just want to make a movie!" Zhao Siyu puffed her face, and directly knocked off Zhou Yuwen's hand on her head, hmph, it's not big or small.

Zhou Yuwen himself was very happy to earn [-] yuan in just one day. According to this level in the future, the first pot of gold will definitely be earned.

As for doing live broadcasts all the time, Zhou Yuwen never thought about it.

No matter how much money the anchor earns, he is always a front-line worker, the one oppressed by capital.

And Zhou Yuwen didn't want to be a producer, he wanted to master the means of production, he wanted to be a capital!
However, it is too early to say these words.

Zhou Yuwen stretched his waist: "Ah, I've been live broadcasting for three or four hours. I'm so hungry. Aunt Xia, do you have anything to eat at home?"

Seeing Zhou Yuwen's relaxed look, Xia Zhiyun couldn't help but covered her mouth and chuckled, and said, "There are instant noodles, do you want some? I'll get you a bowl."

"Okay, then let me taste Aunt Xia's cooking noodles." Zhou Yuwen must be happy that he made money today.

And this is the family atmosphere that Xia Zhiyun has always wanted, so she went to cook noodles with a smile.

Zhao Siyu yelled over there: "I want this too!"

"Okay~" Xia Zhiyun who had already walked out replied lightly.

While Xia Zhiyun was cooking the noodles, Zhou Yuwen began to reply to Douyin's private messages and plans for the future.

In the kitchen, Xia Zhiyun, who was wearing a white sweater, put on an apron, which was full of home taste. From the back, the pair of legs wrapped in black silk were slender and slender. There is still a difference. For a woman with fair skin like Aunt Xia, wearing black silk can faintly see the whiteness and softness of her jade legs. When she is cooking, she can't help but raise one of her calves with a cotton mop. Slightly separated from the instep, exposing the instep wrapped in black silk, is also very beautiful.

Zhao Siyu surrounded Xia Zhiyun, like a greedy kitten, looking impatient, couldn't help but take the chopsticks to taste the taste, but Xia Zhiyun opened it directly, and glanced at Zhao Siyu reproachfully.

And Zhao Siyu was aggrieved.

Zhou Yuwen replied to private messages on the sofa. Most of the people who chatted privately with Zhou Yuwen were women. Some wanted contact information, some were looking for love, and some women even directly asked Zhou Yuwen how much his bank account was, and wanted to transfer money to Zhou Yuwen.

In addition, there are some labor unions and live broadcast companies who want to sign Zhou Yuwen.

Signing them will definitely have more resources, but they will not be relatively free.

After being reborn, Zhou Yuwen's purpose was very clear. He wanted to make money, and he wanted to make more money, but he was definitely not the kind of hard-working anchor who had to shout wheat in the live broadcast room every day, all year round. popularity, set up your own company, and recruit your own anchors.

This world is completely different from Zhou Yuwen's previous world. The popular anchors don't even know each other, and those popular anchors exist, but they don't know where they are.

Zhou Yuwen felt that he could recruit them into his subordinates and let them work for him.

No matter how bad it is, I understand their popular short video routines, and I can completely copy them.

Like Parking Lot Goddess.

Another example is changing clothes with a knife and a knife.

And the goddess of war in blue.

wait wait wait.

With the experience in that world, Zhou Yuwen knows how to avoid lightning, find better anchors, become a bigger live broadcast company, and then enter the entertainment industry through the live broadcast company.

In a few years, live streaming will rise.

What could be more lucrative than this line of work?

Zhou Yuwen browsed the private messages, and commented on the useful private messages, like those rich women who spent money to buy themselves for a night, Zhou Yuwen ignored them.

While Zhou Yuwen was busy.

A WeChat message pops up.

Li Yuqing: Are you there?

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and Li Yuqing suddenly sent a message to herself. Zhou Yuwen felt a little puzzled, but still politely put a question mark.

A few minutes later, Li Yuqing still did not reply to the message.

At this time, Xia Zhiyun, who was cooking, asked Zhou Yuwen to have supper.

Zhou Yuwen agreed, then got up, and didn't look at the phone again.

At this time, the phone screen lit up.

But I saw an unread message on it: Can we get back together?
(End of this chapter)