Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 151, Section 149: Original Aspirations and Dreams

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou! May I have this opportunity to interview you?"

As the meeting ended, Zhou Mingyuan hadn't even had a chance to leave the auditorium when he was stopped backstage by the quick-witted Mi Youyou.

Interviews are what gossip lovers enjoy most.

"Just a few minutes, just a few minutes!"

The man turned around and saw Mi Youyou, wearing a blue and white vest and carrying a camera and notebook, walking quickly towards him.

"I'm Mi Youyou, the editor in charge of the official WeChat account in the publicity department. Whew."

She smiled, her eyes crinkling, and said breathlessly, "Is it okay?"

"By the way, Mr. Zhou, I have a colleague with me. We both have questions for you."

At this point, Mi Youyou caught a glimpse of Zhong Yujun backstage and immediately seized the opportunity to promote her idea.

".Fine."

Zhou Mingyuan held up the documents he hadn't yet tidied up, smiled, and asked, "The interview is going to be conducted right here?"

It turns out that reporters also have their little tricks up their sleeves.

"Let's go somewhere else. There's milk tea at the university activity center, and the lighting is better!"

Sister Zhong really worked!

Mi Youyou smiled broadly and secretly gave a thumbs-up in her mind.

……

Nanhu University, Student Activity Center.

Zhong Yujun sat by the window, and Zhou Mingyuan pulled up a chair nearby and picked up the interview outline that Mi Youyou had placed on the opposite table.

"My God! The school actually approved 500,000 for you!"

"No, is this reasonable?"

"I heard from Youyou that we at Nanhu University have never heard of such a large amount of startup funding in the history of the university!"

"And the words they used to describe you."

Bai Yueguang spoke much faster than usual, pinching the corner of Zhou Mingyuan's shirt and shaking it back and forth, clearly still not recovered from the grand scene just now.

Lighting effects, background music, red carpet, leaders.

The feeling of sitting in the audience and watching Zhou Mingyuan tell his story is completely different from chatting with him face to face!
Just over ten minutes ago, Zhong Yujun thought all sorts of experts were still surrounding Zhou Mingyuan and giving their opinions.

It's called a review, but it's really just one-sided praise.

Terms like "clear and complete content matrix planning," "precise data growth analysis," and "concrete campus communication samples"—all sorts of impressive-sounding but obscure terms—fell into her ears.

In short, everyone is praising it, so it must be really amazing.
Zhong Yujun was immersed in those intense emotions, which had not yet dried up even after she walked out of the auditorium.

"No, no, no, it's fine if they're just bragging, but don't take it seriously if you're one of us."

"The reason I'm given this money is not because I'm the most outstanding student in the history of Nanhu University, but simply because the university needs to respond to the top-level design."

"Policy determines the trend."

"I just happened to be doing what was trending."

Zhou Mingyuan blinked and became modest towards Zhong Yujun.

"Here you go! Mr. Zhou, you must be thirsty after talking so much, come and have something to drink."

At this moment, Mi Youyou, who had run back to the publicity department office, reappeared in front of the two and handed them two cans of pomelo tea.

Sitting down opposite Zhou Mingyuan, the girl took out a voice recorder and an interview notebook and placed them flat on the table.

While turning on the device, he said, "Then, Mr. Zhou, shall I begin?"

"Row."

Zhou Mingyuan nodded.

How did the name "Jieyou Media" come about?

Mi Youyou got straight to the point.

"The inspiration for this name comes from Higashino Keigo's novel 'The Miracles of the Namiya General Store,' published two years ago."

"That's exactly what we were originally planning. We hope to cultivate more positive KOLs through our derivative services and use our work as an opportunity to resolve the worries and troubles of our fans."

The sunlight, like a long sword made of molten gold, slanted across the round table and fell squarely on the man's face.

Zhou Mingyuan sat up straight and spoke each word clearly and solemnly.

The light traveled downwards, clearly slicing out the contours of his profile along his brow bone and nose bridge.

[Vision, Strategy, Entrepreneurial Aspirations, Problem Solving]

Mi Youyou's pen flew across the page as she jotted down keywords, occasionally raising her head, her eyes already sparkling with excitement.

How are feature articles about interviewing people created?

The interviewee exaggerates and boasts, and the reporter, with his eloquent pen, amplifies the story, ultimately creating a dazzling feature article.

In fact, what original intention did Zhou Mingyuan have? The name "Jieyou Media" was 100% a result of laziness; he stole it from the neighboring Jieyou Coffee.

So where did the "Relief Coffee" come from?
We also need to trace it back to the now-defunct Jieyouqing Bar.

So, Zhou Mingyuan, who was completely hopeless at naming things, used his extraordinary language skills to sit here and completely fool the two girls.

Eight out of seven sentences he speaks are boastful, yet people still believe him without question.

Success often equates to fame, and great scholars will naturally come to debate with you.

For example, Wang Ning, the founder of Pop Mart, was not highly regarded by investors in the past.

They say Wang Ning has mediocre education, has never had a proper job, and speaks with a calm, stagnant expression, lacking the innate charisma of a successful person.

After the IPO, all investors praised Wang Ning highly.

He is described as having a calm and reserved personality, not being talkative, and not showing his emotions easily; he possesses many of the excellent qualities of a consumer entrepreneur.

Yes, the world is just that funny.

"Mr. Zhou, could you tell us what the startup team did to convince Senior Du Jianuo to join?"

Next, Mi Youyou's questions quickly went deeper.

"The senior student was already quite well-known at Nanhu University at the time. Why did she choose to trust you and join Jieyou Media?"

"Because we share similar values ​​and dreams."

Zhou Mingyuan crossed his arms and began to speak.

"My meeting with my senior classmate started with a coincidence."

Across the table, Zhong Yujun and Mi Youyou listened intently.

A beam of light bathed him in a warm glow, and Zhou Mingyuan squinted slightly, his brows furrowing.

The man's voice was firm, which added a touch of restraint, a focused concentration as he was immersed in his own world.

The light and shadow slid across his Adam's apple, as if carrying some kind of silent power.

A mature boss is like this: he talks openly about feelings, original aspirations, mission, vision, values, and dreams.

Behind the scenes, how much are dreams worth?

Trust is a contract.

If that's still not enough trust, then sign a few more cross-agreements.

The key to identifying whether an adult is reliable or not is to see whether they prioritize feelings over money or money over feelings.

"Compared to the trust your senior sister has in you, Mr. Zhou, you also mentioned in your report that you need the school's trust."

"Yes."

Zhou Mingyuan nodded.

"This isn't a technical indicator, nor is it a financial term; it's more like a relationship assessment—how do you want the outside world to trust you?"

Mi Youyou continued to ask.

"Through high-quality content, through a scientific training system, and through consistent long-term commitment."

"Mr. Zhou, will you really continue to expand the scale as you stated in the report?"

"of course."

Zhou Mingyuan paused for a moment, then softened his tone.

"Jieyou Media is not about attracting traffic from one person, nor is it about short-term trends that skirt the edge of humor."

"I hope that one day, I can help a group of ordinary people learn to express themselves positively and record the beauty of life."

"What we do is provide nourishment through content, not generate trending topics."

"Wow, Mr. Zhou, what you said is really good."

These words were so reasonable and persuasive that they made Mi Youyou's eyes widen and she was somewhat moved.

Zhong Yujun, who was standing next to her, was in the same boat.

Her bright eyes sparkled as she stared at the man, as if she had washed away all pretense and was seeing him all over again.

As memories flooded back, Zhong Yujun suddenly recalled her senior year of high school.

In the golden autumn season, the chirping of cicadas and birds has faded, and the empty campus is filled only with senior high school students taking extra classes, a mix of relaxation and tension.

During those stressful days, everyone found an outlet for their frustrations without being taught: applying to give speeches at the campus radio station during lunch breaks.

When it was Zhou Mingyuan's turn, the first thing he said into the microphone was: "I hope my words can accompany you through some forgotten afternoon."

At the time, she just thought it sounded a little strange.

It's even a bit pretentious.

At this moment, a childhood memory suddenly popped up and collided with her from the side.

Zhong Yujun suddenly felt that she understood the other person to some extent.

So he really did have a dream?
(End of this chapter)