Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets! Chapter 337 - 253. Unexpected Face

Mr. Lu returned to the private room, Yu Qingyue had already switched seats amid the cheers and banter from her friends.

Even though the two of them had only gone to the restroom together, it was obvious to anyone with eyes that Yu Qingyue had undergone a transformation from the inside out.

Her hesitant steps, the sultry look in her eyes, the blush on her cheeks.

Every detail proved what had just happened.

Not to ntion the ti.

It far exceeded the normal ti one would spend in the restroom.

Even the girls who weren’t into gossip couldn’t help but wildly speculate in their heads about where the two might have gone.

"Hey, Qingyue, I think you should switch to a different seat."

"Yes, yes, go sit by Miao Miao, then let Mr. Lu sit between the two of you."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

So, the emotionally intelligent sisters collectively shooed Yu Qingyue out of the corner.

When Lu Jincheng returned to the private room, he was greeted by Mou Keyan’s half-smiling, half-mocking gaze and the blushing, red-eared Yu Qingyue by his side.

"Co on, have a little supplent~"

Miao Miao linked arms and picked a crystal-clear lychee from the fruit platter to feed to Mr. Lu, her right arm naturally resting on his shoulder as she exhaled like an orchid.

Though everyone in the room combined didn’t understand Lu Jincheng’s stamina as well as she did.

From their brief encounter, it wasn’t a situation that needed the word ’nourishing’.

But Christmas was just such a fun day, and she couldn’t help but join everyone in the laughter and teasing.

Lu Jincheng also gave her full face, squinting his eyes and opening his mouth to take in the lychee.

Seconds later, he spat out the lychee seed, dusted off his hands, and raised a glass.

"I’ve been watching everyone’s hard work over this past period, so let’s first toast together!"

"Cheers~"

The girls and their boss raised their glasses in celebration.

"The new year is just around the corner, and next year, Golden Stone dia will continue to expand its business scope."

With a post-coital cigarette in hand, Mr. Lu imdiately entered a mode of clear-headed wisdom.

He stretched out his finger and drew a circle in the air as he continued to speak.

"We will delve into the upstream industry, strengthen our supply chain, and invest in building our own factories."

Ever since Xie Yujia and the factory owner Dan Qili returned to Hang City, the relocation efforts had been advancing vigorously.

MCNs like those famous in future generations, such as Xin Select, Qianxun, and so on, can beco industry leaders largely due to deep supply chain accumulations.

Companies like Yaowang Tech, who signed so stars, had established a digital ecosystem base for China’s Shoe Capital and the Yaowang Tiann Livestreaming Operation Base.

Mr. Lu’s blueprint was certainly not limited to these.

A plain MCN lacked imagination; it was brands that beca increasingly valuable over ti.

"Besides, you might have noticed that the new video team that recently joined us is much more professional than before."

Lu Jincheng said with a smile.

Fa attracts talent, and salary brings motivation.

Fa and fortune are like the two wheels of a carriage or the two wings of a bird, both indispensable.

Golden Stone dia made its first pot of gold, gradually built its reputation, and talent began to follow suit.

"So, starting next year, the company will dig deeper into the content value of our live strears, exploring new ways to monetize."

"Like preparing official livestream clips."

Faced with market challenges, competitive companies were also embarking on various new endeavors, but content remained the foundation.

Live stream clips were a proven viable channel.

They could continue to unlock content value through ongoing excavation and rapid evolution.

For the company, strears, and influencers alike, licensing live stream content to live streaming clip peddlers can achieve secondary growth in sales and fa.

The advantages of this operational model were very clear.

It could maximize the spread of quality live stream segnts and attract more potential custors by establishing distribution networks, enabling multiple monetizations of strear IPs and creating profit opportunities for partners.

In addition to exploring more possibilities for content monetization, Mr. Lu’s strategy was gradually surfacing.

The managent of content and influencers beca increasingly refined, beginning to foster the concept of a label presence, bringing Golden Stone dia into the spotlight.

"All you need to believe is that Golden Stone dia is the most ’internet-friendly’ and understands traffic better than any other MCN."

Lu Jincheng raised his glass again: "Here’s to a rry Christmas! Next year we aim to create a personal IP for every one of you!"

"Thank you, Mr. Lu~"

"rry Christmas~"

The room was filled with joyous laughter from all the cheerful won.

The phrase "most understands traffic" was nothing short of the ultimate answer that every strear dreams of.

Such a capability often attracts like-minded individuals to work together, fostering a sense of belonging among everyone.

This is the power of a label.

When a company reaches a certain scale, just drawing a pie in the sky doesn’t quite cut it anymore.

After all, the few people in front of him started from scratch with him; they are all well-experienced industry elites.

At this ti, it’s about mission, vision, and values.

If one step is quick, then in the early stages of a blue ocean industry, it is almost equivalent to being quick at every step.

While rival MCN dia companies still believe that simply helping talents create funny skits and attractive videos is enough to attract countless followers,

Mr. Lu is thinking about how to help talents expand the boundaries of their content, enhance their content’s influence, and build personal brands.

What is the gap?

This is it.

With just a few words from the boss and a few glasses of wine downed, there’s no need for any drinking gas, as everyone is involuntarily driven by his enthusiasm.

Eyes gleam more brightly pair after pair, filled with ambitious expectations.

Want to make progress.

Who doesn’t want to make progress?

The blueprint Mr. Lu sketched is so grand and wonderful that even if one can’t imagine what the future will be like,

even just aspiring to be like Mou Keyan is enough to make one yearn.

This big sister is a notch above all the girls present in terms of her lifestyle and social circle.

Having goals provides motivation.

...

Ti staggered by.

Qiang Zhihao, who was sitting idly downstairs, could no longer rember how long he had been waiting.

He just blankly stared at the entrance of the bar, his eyelids uncontrollably trembling.

Thankfully, the winter in Jiang City is never colder than around zero degrees – nothing like the extre cold of the far north.

The weather also supported his devoted love.

Not until the familiar ringing of bells at the door did he snap back from the cold wind and stand up, wrapping his arms tight.

"You go ahead, Qiangzi has been waiting downstairs for a long ti."

Lu Jincheng nodded his head towards Jiang Yu, who wasn’t far away.

She saw Qiang Zhihao shivering with cold as well.

"... Mr. Lu, Miao Miao, ladies, I’ll be leaving first then."

"See you later!"

Jiang Yu thought for a re few seconds before waving to everyone and hastening her steps, walking away with Qiang Zhihao.

The rest of them weren’t hard to take care of.

At this ti, going back to the dorms was both noisy and potentially unsafe, so Mr. Lu simply found a hotel nearby.

The sa treatnt for everyone - a luxury single room each.

Including him and Mou Keyan.

Upon entering his room, Mr. Lu imdiately changed his clothes, took a quick shower, and hurriedly finished his nightti routine, laying down on the large bed as quickly as he could.

Today he not only had to prepare for the competition, but his schedule was packed, and he experienced so unexpected events.

He was truly a bit worn out.

He yawned, stretched out in the air, lying sprawled out in the middle of the bed, gazing at the ceiling, zoning out.

His mobile phone lay silent on the bedside table, just like him.

Those who needed to be blessed had been, and the gifts that needed to be sent were down to a limited few.

Christmas Eve had passed peacefully.

But... what about Christmas Day?

The upcoming Christmas Day after midnight.

His thoughts sunk in for just a few minutes.

Thud, thud, thud.

A rhythmic series of three knocks sounded at his door.

"Coming, coming, hang on."

Lu Jincheng nonchalantly hopped off the bed, wearing just a robe with the waist not even tied, shuffling in slippers towards the door with a casual expression.

Because even with his eyes closed, he could guess who it was.

At this ti, the person knocking on the door must be his senior.

Mou Keyan, who had been reserved all evening, not getting too close to him.

"... Eh?"

He unlatched the chain, opened the door, and blinked subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, he was greeted by a charming and surprising face.