Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 142, Question 140: One man's meat is another man's poison.

The last night before the welcome party was quite memorable for Du Jianuo.

This was the first day that the new live streaming rules, which were drafted with the help of the company's own boss, were officially released after Douyu platform gradually solicited opinions and made improvements.

"cheers!"

The mild evening weather and excellent dining environment make every detail delightful.

This restaurant, called Grange, is one of the top-rated Western restaurants in Jiangcheng.

The entire building is equipped with a centrally air-conditioned room with a constant temperature, so Du Jianuo can naturally dress more sexily and lightly.

Today, she carefully selected and wore a moon-white halter-neck, high-waisted one-piece dress.

The skirt is fastened at the neckline and secured with an oval-shaped white cord.

This creates a very interesting visual contrast with the slender, flowing fabric of the satin skirt.

She was ethereal and had a fairy-like quality.

The exposed collarbone, shoulders, and arms are therefore particularly eye-catching, giving it a bit of a dress-like feel.

This dress was not only the first time she had worn it since she bought it, but it was also a gift that Zhou Mingyuan had personally bought for her.

With her keen eye, Zhou Lu knew that these kinds of clothes were very demanding on body shape and posture. Most girls didn't have such soft curves and a slender, upright figure, so it was difficult for them to pull off the look.

This was a busy day, and I was also having Western food at Grange with my boss, which gave me a reason to dress so formally.

"Mr. Zhou, you booked it well in advance?"

Before leaving, Du Jianuo curled her hair again, rested her chin on her hand, looked at the man, and smiled with her eyes crinkling.

Although I received a high signing fee with the support of the company, coupled with my almost exaggerated daily income from live streaming, it wasn't too difficult for me to patronize this Western restaurant where the average cost per person is close to four figures.

But the power of habit is quite astonishing, and after her income skyrocketed, Du Jianuo still needed some time to adapt.

Adapting to a completely new role, a completely new circle, and a completely new environment.

"Ah."

Zhou Mingyuan nodded.

"Are you so sure I can do it today?"

Du Jianuo pursed her cherry lips, her long eyelashes blinking back and forth.

"It doesn't matter if it doesn't work out."

Zhou Mingyuan pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, looking nonchalant: "So what?"

"The business hasn't changed much, so can't I take you out to eat?"

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Du Jianuo fell silent, her intense gaze fixed intently on the man's every move.

Grange is almost always fully booked unless you make a reservation in advance.

Here, various decorations and slogans create a sweet and ambiguous atmosphere, as if the air inside the store is infused with bouquets of flowers.

The feeling of relaxation seemed contagious; Du Jianuo stared blankly at the man, her emotions churning.

For the vast majority of streamers who rely on breast-shaking for a living, Douyu's new regulations are akin to the stringent "three red lines" in the real estate market.

However, for Uno, who makes a living through dance, this has become a huge advantage.

That night, she witnessed one streamer after another being penalized for not understanding the new regulations.

Even many top streamers couldn't escape it, with their live streams being temporarily shut down by the moderators, causing their viewership to scatter.

Where did they scatter to?

- 6610.

If the initial popularity of the premiere was an accident, then Du Jianuo's re-ascension to the top of the dance category's traffic rankings today has almost completely siphoned off the entire category's revenue.

no way.

The competitors either can't broadcast it, or they don't understand the scale enough, or they simply don't dare to go all out like before.

If we lose what we were so proud of, what can we use to fight her?

Moreover, Du Jianuo almost always manages to bring out something new that others have never seen before during her live streams.

The dynamic light wave has just become a hit across the internet, and so many people are flocking to find her edited videos to learn frame by frame.

In her next live stream, she presented a new dance called "The Giant Swing".

The giant swing ride is incredibly popular again.

After many female streamers gritted their teeth and mastered the giant swing again, when Teacher Uno started streaming again, he once again showed off his "train-driving" skills.

What is driving a train?
The train rumbles on, crushing the echoes of the old live-streaming era.

That night, Du Jianuo's turnover doubled compared to before.

It reached a staggering 230,000.

This is already equivalent to the annual income of many programmers at major tech companies.

"Cheers~"

Du Jianuo raised her wine glass again and gently clinked it against Zhou Mingyuan's. Her cheeks were flushed in the evening breeze.

She looked out from the top floor of the restaurant at the sea of ​​city lights nearby and the hazy darkness of the Yangtze River in the distance. The world seemed to have melted its most bustling and most desolate moments into the darkness of the night.

It's as if the past never passed, and the future never came.

Dizziness overwhelmed her, and she suddenly wished she could stay in that moment forever.

"Mr. Zhou, I have a question for you."

The foie gras appetizer was rich and flavorful, while the steak, cooked medium-rare, was an extreme test of the meat's quality.

Du Jianuo put down her knife and fork, raised her chin, and spoke.

"Just say it."

"We had our hosts rehearsing a few days ago. The other host is Zhong Yujun, you know her, right?"

"know."

Zhou Mingyuan nodded.

“I think she’s great in every way. She’s tall and beautiful. Why don’t we recruit her into our Jieyou Media?”

Du Jianuo poured herself a sip of water and continued, "Besides, she's your classmate, so you know her well."

"Since you speak so highly of her, aren't you afraid of losing your top spot by calling her over?"

Zhou Mingyuan smiled and raised his eyebrows, then slowly and methodically analyzed the situation.

Does it matter whether you're afraid or not?

"I don't think anyone else could easily achieve a turnover of 200,000."

"Positions are determined by performance, and if they can be taken away, you can only accept it."

"I am not as skilled as others, so I admit defeat."

In the eyes of the curly-haired girl opposite, an indescribable flame burned.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Zhou Mingyuan crossed his arms, marveling at how Du Jianuo's perception had already quietly changed.

Are you jealous and angry?

Acting cute and charming?

It might be useful during your student days, but in the adult world, nothing beats real ability.

If Zhong Yujun really wants to join Jieyou Media, then Du Jianuo can't change the outcome at all.

It would be better to accept it openly on the one hand, and work even harder to improve performance on the other.

"Don't worry about the organization. She's not suitable."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled and waved his hand before speaking.

"Not every girl who is pretty is suited for this line of work."

"Perhaps if we really drag Zhong Yujun over here and try every means to force her to generate a lot of traffic, it would indeed be enough to make her a minor internet celebrity."

"But in my opinion, as beautiful as she is, it's hard for her to go very far."

The man raised his glass and clinked it lightly with Du Jianuo's before continuing to drink.

"The key to this industry is having the ability to consistently produce content, or having a talent that is at least one level above the average person, like you."

"With a beauty filter on, even a 7 out of 10 girl looks like a 9 out of 10; the difference isn't that big."

"Even if you're just chatting during a live stream, you still need to know jokes, be able to catch the punchlines, deliver them seamlessly, and have patience to keep the audience engaged."

Du Jianuo was taken aback: "But President Zhou."

"Even if you don't become a big internet celebrity, as long as you can support yourself, with you here, Mr. Zhou, wouldn't it be good to join our company and earn some extra money?"

From her perspective, it's actually a bit hard to understand.

So many friends, classmates, and even former colleagues flocked to the company, eager to officially join Jieyou Media the very next day.

Everyone's scrambling for this opportunity, how could anyone not be interested?

She couldn't understand why both Zhong Yujun and Zhou Mingyuan were subtly trying to prevent this from happening.

"What is honey to one is poison to another."

Zhou Mingyuan crossed his arms and smiled: "If you ask me whether I'm interested in making money, to be honest..."

"That's it."

Du Jianuo fell into a long silence.

Red wine doesn't make you drunk, but my senior classmate got drunk anyway.

Perhaps it was the alluring evening breeze, or perhaps it was the overwhelming excitement of tonight's achievements.

Throughout the journey, Du Jianuo kept her eyes half-closed, spending most of the time nestled in Zhou Mingyuan's arms, obedient and docile, looking like she was ready to be taken advantage of.

With her vision deliberately shut off, the sounds around her seemed to be amplified many times over, echoing endlessly in Du Jianuo's head.

duang!

That's the sound of the door closing; we're home.

boom!
With a soft sound, I was tossed onto the sofa.

rustling.
The boss's breath was warm, and it landed directly on the edge of my cheek.

This is me changing my clothes.

The ethereal dress flared out along the back, instantly revealing a cool sensation on the arms.

That carefully chosen strapless top must have been noticed, right?
The delicate rose red color, as passionate as the red wine tonight, is made of a very thin material that tightly hugs her proud upper body curves.

It looks exactly like a pair of pajamas, with cute flower petals printed on the neckline and cuffs. The round neckline slightly reveals the collarbone, but it's not see-through, giving it a yoga-like appearance.
I just didn't open my eyes, so I don't know if my boss felt the same way.

Immediately afterwards, a gentle breeze caressed my legs.

She had two slender, long legs that were comparable to those of a model, a trait she possessed as a dance student.

call.
Du Jianuo kept her starry eyes closed and heard the man let out a long sigh.

Then my waist tightened as someone grabbed my lower back with both hands and buried my face in their arms.

About ten centimeters below my chin, I could clearly feel the man's angular face and a rustling sensation as it brushed against me.

"No, please."

At this point, Du Jianuo finally let out a soft hum through her nose, opened her eyes a crack, and uttered a sweet sound.

"Ok?"

"Carry me. Carry me inside."

The girl's soft moans were barely audible.

But this is undoubtedly a kind of determination, a kind of statement.

After saying this, Du Jianuo closed her eyes again, letting the other person do as they pleased.

Time has never felt so long.

One or two minutes later, she suddenly felt her heart leap, and then her whole body floated into the air.

The man's strong, powerful arms lifted her entire body, along the junction of her hips and thighs.

So strong.
He has such great strength!
It's important to understand that this is not a princess carry in the ordinary sense.

He was 1.7 meters tall and weighed around 100 kilograms, yet he held her in his hands with such ease.

Du Jianuo felt her own movement and listened intently.

Hearing him kick open the door with a "bang," no glaring light penetrated my eyelids.

Because he didn't turn on the lights, but only let the moonlight into the room, he simply threw himself onto the very bouncy bed.

Another muffled sound.

He immediately felt a silky smoothness on his back, as if the quilt had been laid out in advance. He was so thoughtful even after drinking.

The girl's eyes remained closed, her pretty face flushed with the neon glow of alcohol.

She lay there, waiting, with rustling sounds around her, as if someone was making noises beside her.

She didn't have to wait long.

"Well"

The moonlight illuminated the interior, making the room's contours distinct. Zhou Mingyuan casually tossed his shirt aside, pinched her chin with one hand, and with a slight force, captured her cherry lips from above.

"I have no strength."

A glass of warm water was placed in front of her. Du Jianuo kept her eyes closed, her whole body motionless, her lips slightly raised, making a sound.

Perhaps it's not just a lack of energy.

Zhou Mingyuan looked at her with a smile, feeling that his senior sister was only driven by instinct and had even stopped thinking.

She paused briefly, like a lazy bird in the afternoon, waiting for dusk to fall.

(End of this chapter)