Chen Yiyang hadn’t even made it ho yet when his phone started ringing non-stop.
He checked his missed calls and dialed back the number for Chenghui.
"Boss, I still want to stay with the company," Chenghui said straight away.
"I thought so too. If you continue with the company, we’ll use our channels and connections to boost your influence.
Your image with the public is great right now, and we hope to maintain it that way.
As you get more popular, there will definitely be competitors spreading rumors to tarnish your reputation. If you leave the company, you’ll have a hard ti dealing with that on your own. You’ll still need the company’s help."
"Yes, I understand," Chenghui replied. "The main issue was just so unhappiness with President Jiang."
"I’ve understood that. The current company structure isn’t suitable for large influencers like you. I’ll adjust the company structure and set up a separate departnt for you.
In the future, the company will only provide channels, supply, and marketing resources, and the departnts below will receive resources according to their performance.
Jiang Yue and the influencers following him will also be moved to a separate departnt. You don’t have to worry about him interfering with you anymore."
Chen Yiyang aid to realign the originally two core groups in the company to equal levels.
This way, any future conflicts would be competitive in nature.
This kind of competition would actually help Chen Yiyang control the company and keep any disputes internal.
As for the new head of the company, Chen Yiyang planned for Liu Xiaoyue to take on that role.
Her previous deputy did quite well, so once Liu Xiaoyue leaves, Chen Yiyang plans to promote him. Then have Sun Xingguo oversee support and supervision.
After finishing his call with Chenghui, Chen Yiyang dialed Jiang Yue’s number.
Jiang Yue had been sent out of town by Chen Yiyang.
But he still watched the live broadcast that night.
A live broadcast featuring a top influencer, a trending director, and a local official all in one.
After watching, Jiang Yue fell silent.
He felt that his previous conflict with Chenghui was really making a fuss about nothing.
Now, without resolving the issue with Chenghui, he also caught the attention of the boss, making them all look like clowns.
After Chen Yiyang shared his decision, Jiang Yue didn’t hesitate much before agreeing.
He knew that if he didn’t comply, he might really get kicked out of the company by Chen Yiyang.
Losing the reputation and resources of "Old West" ant it wouldn’t be easy for him to start another livestreaming company from scratch.
After dealing with the "Old West" issue, Chen Yiyang browsed his phone online.
He noticed that although today’s live broadcast had ended, related posts and videos started appearing more frequently online.
Many were speculating about who the boss of "Old West" was, to be able to bring together a top influencer, a well-known director, and a governnt official for a sales livestream.
Various rumors about Chen Yiyang being the son of the rich or the red offspring started flying around.
Chen Yiyang didn’t mind, at least this ant he had so fa now.
The benefit was that when he invested in the future, his reputation could be trusted.
The downside was that if he wanted to make small gains, he might be recognized and charged more.
However, compared to the benefits, the disadvantages were negligible.
A few days later, once both Old West and Han Nibai had settled down.
Chen Yiyang gradually reduced his direct managent and began delegating relevant authorities.
Since he no longer found any good deals in Shan City, he began considering moving to the next city.
But before leaving, Chen Yiyang had to make a trip to South Korea.
Because the Extre Path Team he acquired miraculously made it out of the group stage in the Dota Alliance S-Class World Championship held in South Korea and reached the semifinals.
Invited by the team, Chen Yiyang planned to go and cheer them on.
If luck was on their side and the team won, the 30 million US Dollar prize would leave him with at least a 10 million share.
That would be quite a significant inco.
Thus, after handling his local work in Shan City, Chen Yiyang called the accountant from the West Capital and flew to Gwangju together.
On the day of arrival in Gwangju, Chen Yiyang checked his phone and discovered that today’s collectible intel happened to be in Gwangju.
Today’s intel read: mory of History: At 126, 4th Street, Jinnan Road, Gwangju, in an antique shop are two 1910 Japan-Korea rger commorative dals for sale. Buy within 190,000 if you want to catch a deal.
What the heck, the bargain price is 190,000, is this thing really worth that much?
After reading the intel, Chen Yiyang was stunned.
Even in the dostic market, he rarely encountered deals at such high prices.
Then he went online to check and found out that such dals are generally priced around 20,000 RMB.
So, the 190,000 should be in Korean won here.
He almost got fooled.
Chen Yiyang helplessly put away his phone.
But thinking about it, since he was in South Korea, he might as well buy a souvenir, catching a deal would be better than bringing back a locally made souvenir.
So, Chen Yiyang turned to ask the accountant in the room.
"I’m planning to go out for a stroll, are you coming along?"
"Are you going to the mall, boss?" the accountant asked.
"No, I’m planning to go to quieter places and buy so local specialties."
"Forget it then," the accountant shrugged. "It’s like people here are outcasts if they step out without makeup.
I don’t want to put on makeup just to step out. Aren’t we watching the ga tonight anyway, I’ll go out afterward."
"I really don’t understand you won," Chen Yiyang said as he headed out alone.
Although Chen Yiyang didn’t know Korean, Gwangju was a tourist city. The international vibe was good, and with his broken English and a phone translator, he wasn’t worried about communication.
However, after stepping out, he noticed that the streets in South Korea were just as the accountant had said.
Won all wore makeup when going out, and most wore full makeup; light makeup was rare.
The clothing style of young n and won was very similar, as if they had coordinated it.
Even the young males seed to be grood when stepping out.
So, Chen Yiyang, as a foreigner, was easily recognized by the locals here.
Of course, although online everyone seed ready to bash one another’s ancestors, in reality, the oddballs were still a minority, and most people were well-mannered.
Chen Yiyang smoothly arrived at the site ntioned in the intel, an antique store.
However, the items being sold in this antique store were rather peculiar.
Most of them were various old star cards and morabilia. The rest were mainly postcards and the like.
Of course, there were a few odd items too.
For instance, Chen Yiyang saw a pair of pants hanging there, scanned the tag with a translation app, and realized they were old U.S. Army heavy-duty wool field pants.
The price tag showed these WWII-era pants were selling for a steep 900 bucks.
What was the point of buying such a thing?
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