pjbooks Chapter 47: [The First Dream Fulfilled]
Chapter 47: [The First Dream Fulfilled]
"Actually, I'm fine."
Liu Zhuohao took a small step back, avoiding the action camera lens that was almost right in his face. "I knew you weren't willing to come, so I said I wasn't feeling well and lied to you so you could get checked together."
After making money, he started planning to take his parents for a medical check-up.
If you just make appointments for them, they definitely won't come.
It's about money, but it's not just about money.
As people get older, they develop a strange fear of physical examinations, especially those from ordinary families. They always feel that something might be wrong with their bodies, but they are also afraid that something will actually be found out, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.
But that was in a past life.
The first thing he did after earning money in his life was to bring them for a medical check-up.
"You child... wasting money." The mother breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the explanation, but still complained habitually.
"Alright, let's ask the doctor again when the report comes out in a few days." The tension on the father's face also dissipated, and he turned to wave to Huang Weixiong and Li Zekai, who were holding up the camera, "You two, stop taking pictures, come on, Uncle will treat you to dinner. Thank you for helping Ah Hao these past few days."
Huang Weixiong held the camera steadily in his hand: "Uncle, we get paid, we don't work for free."
"I've only been here for a little over a week," Li Zekai added from the side, the two of them on either side, the camera still pointed in their direction.
The father was even more puzzled, pointing at the camera: "What...what are you going to do with this thing? Can you put the pictures on TV?"
"We won't be on TV..." Huang Weixiong said, turning to look at Liu Zhuohao, grinning, "But maybe not, who knows, the boss might become famous someday?"
"You've always called him 'Boss'?" the father asked curiously, noticing the nickname.
"Yes, that's what Brother Cong calls him too," Huang Weixiong replied casually.
"Cong-ge?" The mother was taken aback. "Zhuang Zicong?"
"Yes, Brother Cong." Huang Weixiong nodded.
The parents' gazes immediately turned to Liu Zhuohao's face, filled with obvious confusion and inquiry.
"Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters." Liu Zhuohao met their gazes, his tone calm. "We need to distinguish between what we do."
It's a simple statement, but the meaning is clear.
In business, personal relationships are one thing, and rules are another.
Even if you've been brothers since childhood, when you get to the stall, you still have to call the boss "boss".
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In the afternoon, Liu Zhuohao leaned back in his old chair in his room, staring at the computer screen, his mind a little blank, but he felt a long-lost sense of relaxation.
Rest today.
Taking my parents for a medical check-up fulfilled the first wish I had since returning home. It allowed me to finally say what I had been holding back in my past life, words that I couldn't bring myself to say.
His gaze shifted to the bottom right corner of the screen.
It's September, and students have all started school.
His street-side steak stall had been running for a whole month, and he finally had some extra money.
I'm no longer the person I was when I first came back, with only a few thousand yuan in my pocket, and I had to scrape together money to even set up a scallion pancake stall.
After settling Huang Weixiong and Li Zekai's wages for this month this afternoon, he currently has no outstanding debts.
Including the money borrowed from my parents that I don't need to pay back immediately, and the income I've accumulated over the past two months, I have a total of over 100,000 yuan that I can use.
It's not a deposit, it's working capital.
"Two months..."
Liu Zhuohao's lips unconsciously curved into a smile.
He reopened his first video and found the comment that had previously seemed so jarring—"Ten thousand yuan in tuition doesn't seem like much, does it?"
Tuition fees are at least 100,000 yuan. Is that a lot?
There are many.
He had worked hard for a month to set up a breakfast stall and only earned six or seven thousand yuan. Combined with his previous earnings, his total assets were only a little over ten thousand yuan.
It would take two or three years to save up that 100,000 yuan.
For an ordinary worker earning three or four thousand yuan a month, it would take at least twice as long to save up this amount of money.
But now?
Selling steaks at a night market stall only takes two or three months.
Even if you only consider the money and don't leave yourself any room for business expansion, two months is enough.
Of course, it's hard work.
Setting up a street stall means earning hard-earned money.
"With 100,000 yuan... a lot of things can be started." Liu Zhuohao muttered to himself.
On the screen, the video's views had stopped at over 600,000, reaching a peak of 18th place on the site's rankings.
As expected, most viewers only saw the opening monologue, which was where the comments were the most numerous.
When the scene cut to his first time skillfully setting up the scallion pancake stall, the number of comments on the screen visibly decreased.
But there will always be people who are willing to keep watching.
"So skilled on your first time setting up a stall? What kind of talent is that?"
"I knew watching Cooking Master Boy would be useful. (laughs)"
"I currently sell scallion pancakes at a university stall. My hand speed is nowhere near that of the old lady; it takes me three or four minutes to make one pancake, and I can only make two at most at a time!"
After public traffic comes in, the comments about their stall in the video are no longer just the praise comments left by student customers offline, but also include other content.
As for the number of fans—
11145.
It's over 10,000.
To be precise, it broke 10,000 four days ago, compared to how I gradually built up my private traffic through my real-world business.
After improving the quality of his videos and getting promotion from Bilibili, his video data increased, which in turn boosted the speed at which his number of followers increased.
Your customers in real life are not necessarily users of Bilibili.
However, those attracted by Bilibili's promotion must be users from all over the country who have passed the quiz threshold.
The two are very different.
A large number of new people have also flocked to the fan group he created.
"So the old lady has a stall in Fengcheng."
Are you all customers in real life?
"Yes, they're all students from around here. Boss Liu's scallion pancakes are delicious!"
"I can tell..."
Liu Zhuohao scrolled through the chat in the group.
Online fans and offline customers are reconciling accounts in the group chat, and things are currently going relatively smoothly.
Many people chimed in, interspersing their chats with various Liu Yifeng and Yang Liying emojis.
Upon seeing these emojis, Liu Zhuohao was initially taken aback, but then remembered that it was currently the time when "Swords of Legends" and "Boss & Me" were airing.
Speaking of which, next year "The Lost Tomb", "The Journey of Flower", and "Nirvana in Fire" are all set to air...
He shook his head, stopping his thoughts.
I am not in the entertainment industry.
In my past life, I was just an ordinary viewer watching dramas on my computer, not a mastermind behind the scenes.
Although he knows which drama will be a hit next year, there's nothing he can do about it now.
—Not necessarily.
When I have more money in the future, maybe I can actually participate in some investments? Or rather...
The thought flashed through Liu Zhuohao's mind, but he didn't dwell on it.
The group chat is still going on:
"I heard that the beef in Fengcheng is very tender."
"Yes, our beef is famous. Tourists can try it, but it's best to buy fresh meat from a stall and just find a shop to borrow a fire to cook it yourself. If you go directly to a hot pot restaurant, you're likely to get ripped off."
"What do you mean, two different prices for locals and out-of-towners?"
"No, that's not true. They rip you off whether you're a local or from out of town. That's why we locals usually buy the meat and cook it at home when we eat hot pot."
"Which city are you in? Do you have a subway? We don't even have a subway here, and we don't know when it will be built..."