Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 124, Section 122: A Very Talented Resident Singer
That's all for today, thank you everyone!

Another live stream ended, the lights went out in the next room, and the room fell into the darkness and silence of the night.

Du Jianuo yawned, changed out of the clothes she had just worn for dancing, which were still slightly sweaty, put on a lighter outfit, stretched, and walked out of the live broadcast room.

She was barefoot, without slippers, and pushed open the door to the master bedroom opposite. She gently tidied her slightly messy hair, but did not see Zhou Mingyuan.

The girl was wearing only a strappy, form-fitting satin nightgown. The material was as thin as a cicada's wing and smooth to the touch. Although it wasn't see-through, it was thin enough to cling to her body and show off all her feminine curves.

The curves and contours, the eye-catching peaks and lines, clearly reveal the figure beneath the nightgown.

Since when did it become possible to go see him without even needing to wear a coat?
Thinking of this, Du Jianuo's face suddenly flushed.

Anyway, there's only that man at home. Considering the wonderful connection that's already formed between the two of them, what's wrong with dressing casually?

She knew in her heart that Zhou Mingyuan also had two sides to him.

Stepping outside that door, he exuded a distant and serious aura.

Once inside a private space, every time he sees himself, his eyes burn with an intense intensity, as if he wants to swallow himself whole.

Isn't that a kind of contrast?

Since his first breakthrough, Zhou Mingyuan has rarely restrained his fascination with his own body and his periodic demands.

Just like a flood breaking through a dam, almost every few days they would find various excuses or drag themselves back to Shanshui Huating.

Dinner, laughter, watching a play or a movie, chatting, all eventually lead back to intimacy.

She herself was well aware that with her looks and figure, having learned dance since childhood and continued to practice as an adult, she was considered an outstanding beauty among those around her.

In the process of giving him her soft, slender, exquisite, and sexy body to enjoy, he must have gained a considerable degree of pleasure and satisfaction.

But in the process, I also began to consciously appreciate and savor the little joys along the way.

The master bedroom is empty. Where is the other person?

Du Jianuo shifted her perspective and looked in the direction of a small beam of light, only to find that the person was in the living room.

Ever since the second bedroom was turned into a live-streaming studio, Zhou Mingyuan transformed a corner of the large living room outside into a study.

At this moment, an energy-saving work light is lit at his corner desk, and the man is sitting in a swivel chair, typing on the keyboard in front of his laptop screen.

What are you doing?

Are you working?

Du Jianuo strode over with a smile.

Her clothes were so thin and revealing that the evening breeze in the living room made most of her body feel cool.

So, the senior student simply took the initiative to get closer to Zhou Mingyuan's body, hiding her body behind his back, gently wrapping her arms around his neck, her soft chest leaning forward slightly, almost touching the back of his head, slowly getting closer.

Three parts shyness, seven parts allure.

Give the boss a break.

This is her duty, and it is also his right.

How's the business going today?

Zhou Mingyuan turned his head with a smile.

Sure enough, upon seeing Du Jianuo, who was covered in fine sweat like a lotus emerging from water, yet almost half-naked in her nightgown, her gaze immediately changed.

His pupils were slightly open, making no attempt to conceal his possessiveness.

No matter how many times, his expression always made Du Jianuo feel shy yet comforted, happy yet proud.

I certainly have enough charm.

"not bad."

Du Jianuo stuck out her tongue and whispered, "A little less than last time."

"Today it's probably around 90,000, less than 100,000."

"That's normal. The first broadcast had some marketing support, plus the added boost from other live streams stirring up trouble. It's already quite good that they've managed to maintain their current revenue."

Zhou Mingyuan turned his hand around and gently pressed it against the hem of her nightgown, revealing her fair and delicate thigh.

"What's more, there are many people now watching your videos and learning from you."

"Uno teacher~"

The man's tone became slightly mischievous as he teased.

"We'll wait patiently for the new policy to be introduced, and then we can crack down on those who skirt the rules."

"We'll let our strength speak for itself when the time comes."

"Thanks for your kind words, but you're annoying!"

Du Jianuo narrowed her eyes and patted the man's restless wrist.

The eighteen-year-old boy seemed tireless, his one hand groping and caressing her leg, making a soft, rustling sound as he stroked her slender, smooth thigh. And then, he began to move upwards.

As the hand moved further, she couldn't help but chuckle, dodging the approaching heat.

This is, of course, just an instinct.

"Come back, don't hide."

The moment the boss gave the order, Du Jianuo's cheeks were already flushed. On the surface, she simply suppressed her shyness, let out a soft moan, and snuggled into his arms.

Her firm, full buttocks resembled a full moon. Sitting on the man's lap, she held his hand in one hand and simply pressed it against the center of her lower abdomen, guiding him to wrap his arms around her.

"Follow your orders~"

Du Jianuo giggled, her eyes revealing a hint of annoyance.

She actually really enjoys these little interactions between them, and she also appreciates the man's decisive and forceful nature.

What is this form?

At the same time, she was originally going to close her eyes and enjoy herself, but she was piqued by the Excel spreadsheet on the computer screen.

"The daily revenue of the coffee shop."

Zhou Mingyuan naturally wrapped one arm around the girl's waist, gently hooking and stroking her smooth, taut abdomen.

Slowly downwards, downwards, fingertips drift over a thin veil.

"Wow, coffee shops can make this much money!"

Du Jianuo stared blankly at the cold Arabic numerals.

The table on the screen is not complicated, with columns for expenses, profits, costs, dates, etc. written horizontally.

Looking at the entire table, since the opening of the Relief Coffee Shop, except for rainy days when customer traffic is halved, it has been able to sell an average of 100-120 cups per day.

The coffee prices are also clearly displayed, with a single cup costing around 15-20 yuan.

In other words, the average daily turnover is around 2000 yuan.

After deducting all expenses and costs, you can get a gross profit of nearly 55%, earning at least 1,000 yuan a day, and a stable monthly income of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan!
"It's alright, the follow-up marketing efforts haven't kicked in yet, the long journey has just begun."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled, casually switched back to the chat interface, and sent a short message to the Fruit Princess WeChat group with his fingers flying across the screen.

Every day after opening, the meticulous Gu Caiwei would compile the day's sales figures into a spreadsheet and share it in their small group chat.

The other two bosses will also respond proactively.

What happens next?

Du Jianuo seemed very curious.

It's no wonder the senior student suddenly became interested; before meeting Zhou Mingyuan, she had never been aware of this.

This was the first time she had ever discovered that such inconspicuous small physical shops on the streets and alleys could generate such income.

The boss said that he and Gu Caiwei and others invested a total of about 200,000 yuan.

So, if we calculate it this way, wouldn't it be...?
"You think you can break even in six months?"

"It shouldn't take more than six months. I recently had He Min contact an outsourcing company to help us develop an app."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled and shook his head.

"If we take advantage of internet marketing and connect with food delivery channels, our daily sales should increase several times over, barring any unforeseen circumstances."

"Several times?"

Du Jianuo blinked and couldn't help but start calculating in her mind.

How many times is "several times"?

Earning over a thousand a day, and potentially several times that amount.
It's almost as bad as me doing a miserable live stream!

Take today for example.

She danced all night, generating a mere 90,000 yuan in revenue. The platform took half, leaving her with 45,000 yuan, from which she legally paid 20% in taxes.

Approximately 3.6 yuan was deposited into the company account.

The company takes 70% of the profits according to the pre-arranged contract, so the actual income that reaches my bank account is barely over ten thousand yuan.

This is an emerging industry, an internet industry where you can pick up money just by bending over!
In comparison, the profits from Relief Coffee were equally staggering.

"Perhaps there are more than what I've calculated."

Zhou Mingyuan's eyes sparkled in the warm light as he looked over with a smile, seemingly harboring some inexplicable expectation.

"Because our store seems to have recently recruited two very capable people."

"Resident singer".

(End of this chapter)