"Huh? Are you guys live streaming?"
The little fox, who received a reward, was engaging in an intense interaction with the big patron Mo Yiqing, while Yin Pengfei's eyes lit up as he quickly typed "Secrets to Growing Followers in Live Streams" on Qiandu and Zhihu.
Full of confidence, Yin Pengfei sat a bit closer, put his phone on the table, and said to Yu Xueqing:
"I have a brother who does this for a living. He's mainly responsible for account activity operations. If you want to grow followers in live streaming, it's actually very simple. One, the video needs to have vertical specificity; two, the first twenty minutes of the live stream."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xueqing shifted her gaze slightly from the live stream public screen to Yin Pengfei who was speaking.
"Whether it's live streaming or making videos, in this era, it ultimately boils down to monetization."
"Put simply, it's a business." Yin Pengfei said deeply, "If you want to grow followers, you have to invest. How to invest for the highest return..."
As soon as Yu Xueqing heard about spending money, her just-raised head silently shrank back.
An injured father, a jobless mother, all savings sunk into the tea garden at home.
Currently, Yu Xueqing's family finances are such that they have saved thirty thousand for the tea estate's operational funds, and other living expenses and various costs depend on the tea estate's turnover.
Investment in the tea garden is indeed profitable.
But all that takes time. If funds weren't tight at home, Yu Zhenghong wouldn't have licked his face to sell tea directly on the Notes platform and negotiated with scoundrels like Gao Feng for several months.
What Yin Pengfei said is not wrong. Nowadays, most live streaming or video making essentially aims to grow followers, and the purpose of growing followers is to monetize commercially.
But to Yu Xueqing, what Yin Pengfei said was somewhat redundant.
Seeing Mo Yiqing's friend pull her just-raised head back down, Yin Pengfei was bewildered, not knowing what he said wrong. What he just said was clearly the top-voted business analysis on Zhihu.
However, Yin Pengfei was not embarrassed, lightly coughed twice, and said: "By the way... are you a cute pet broadcaster?"
"No, I sell tea leaves," Yu Xueqing politely replied: "Today was a bit unexpected."
"Tea leaves? I'm really good at this. Back when I was in England drinking foreign ink..." Seizing another topic, Yin Pengfei immediately latched on.
Mo Yiqing, this iceberg, is fundamentally hard to breach. To conquer her, one must outsmart her from behind.
Mo Yiqing's friends and close pals are all within Yin Pengfei's range of flattery and pleasing.
What Yin Pengfei said made Ansheng, who was imitating a corgi wagging its butt in the live stream, roll his eyes.
"Do the Brits also have the nerve to talk about tea culture? Those beetroot soups, leave them for the Indians to drink, things even dogs shake their heads at..."
If we're just talking about tea, naturally there are quality teas abroad; otherwise, where would Xia Country's tea be sold?
But when it comes to foreign tea culture, Ansheng and some tea merchants are full of disdain.
They steal and rob tea seedlings, and after kidnapping tea masters, they turn around and say that Xia Country's tea is deadly, claiming only the tea they produce is good tea.
With those initially industrialized countries, with zero concept of environmental protection, can land polluted like that produce quality tea? Purely essence tea!
Using a foreigner's tea culture to boss around Xia Dong locals...
It's simply rebellious behavior.
"Hard to hold back..." Ansheng stopped wagging his tail, nudged Yu Xueqing, and started venting: "Ah Qing, did you just hear the hellish joke he said? He was talking about afternoon tea culture!? The one born during the height of the colonial wave."
"It's the kind where you don't feed the laborers enough, mixing sugar in tea's residue to make beet soup for energy."
If only the little fox's critique was too complex for Yu Xueqing's machine translation to catch; otherwise, the three hearing such words would surely be shocked enough to send the fox to university for further studies.
'Yip~ Master Master, this new two-legged fox seems impure. He seems to have a dog's tail.'
Yu Xueqing nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
Though she didn't know much about tea, being a farmer, she naturally knew some errors in what Yin Pengfei said.
However divine tea is described, it ultimately boils down to farming and tea making.
No good land, and one can't grow vegetables.
As far as Yu Xueqing knew, some local people contracted tea gardens overseas, deliberately bypassing industrially developed countries, choosing less industrially developed countries to grow black tea for overseas and tea factories.
Otherwise... they really wouldn't pass agricultural inspection.
The tea Yin Pengfei spoke of wouldn't pass agricultural inspection in Xia Country.
Though Yu Xueqing knew, she said nothing because she could tell Yin Pengfei was just like a peacock, his showing off was merely to attract Mo Yiqing.
But Mo Yiqing kept pulling on the fox's hind legs and big tail, not even glancing at Yin Pengfei.
Discussing professional fields, the previously exuberant Yin Pengfei was suddenly interrupted by his phone ringing. He hesitated and picked up the phone with some conflict.
After confirming it was a local call from Xia Dong, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and answered: "Hello, hi..."
"Boss! This is the same-city express delivery. I'm currently three kilometers away from you, but now the situation is a bit special, a zoo delivery truck overturned."
"Two tigers, a pride of lions, three big Golden Leopards escaped. I just wanted to discuss with you."
"Can't deliver?" Yin Pengfei was startled, ready to say: No problem, it can be delivered tonight.
"I can deliver, but you'll have to add three hundred, or I can deliver it to you tomorrow morning," the delivery guy sitting in his truck calmly stated:
"After all... the current situation is special and dangerous. I'm not risking my life to deliver some intimate items. If the boss is willing to shell out more, I could give it a try."
Among the delivered items, a gag, a straight and thick silicone stick, and a stainless steel syringe for sows... these items seem only bought by those driven by lust, right?
Just right, there was an accident up ahead, with a zoo truck crashing into a guardrail causing an animal escape.
If not earning off a lustful pervert, the single delivery guy felt he would fail Mazu.
Damn! Delivering tools for a lustful pervert to use on women; the more I think, the nastier it feels!
"Alright then! I'll add five hundred, bring a non-Japanese vehicle to deliver, and keep safe,"
Yin Pengfei directly hung up the phone, not taking the delivery guy's words to heart. Could those zoo beasts, lacking wildness, really pierce through steel plates?
"Ah!? Xiaolan, stop shaking your butt! My live stream was shut down for twelve hours for alleged pornography!"
While Yin Pengfei answered the phone, Yu Xueqing glanced at her live stream, seeing a rectification notice on the screen and some viewers' [666] bullet comments.
The live stream camera was focused entirely on the fox.
Mo Yiqing, Qiu Lingling, and Yu Xueqing didn't appear on screen, only occasionally reaching out to feed the fox.
Yet the live stream was still shut down.
According to the system notice, the ban was due to the host allegedly twerking live.
Hearing Yu Xueqing's exclamation, Ansheng the little fox was dumbfounded. Is a fox's edge still considered edge?
Come on, I'm a male fox!
Who would feel sexual desire for a male fox?
If you're going to talk to me , I might need to chat with Su Qiyuan and Bai Tao about your AI review!