Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

"Plan? What plan?"

The three of them took the proposal with blank expressions, their eyes falling on the title almost simultaneously, their movements ridiculously synchronized, as if they had rehearsed the script beforehand.

The air was quiet for a second.

Then I started turning the pages.

Ruan Fei was the first to look up, his brow furrowing as if he had grasped the key word:

"Is this... Liu Yifei's new endorsement?"

He paused, then immediately extended his understanding a step further:

"You want to work for her?"

He didn't even realize that his tone had changed when he said those words.

This isn't a joke, it's a confirmation.

At this point, Cui Hao also understood something.

But he didn't speak immediately; instead, he turned to the next page of the plan.

The more he looked, the sullen his face became.

A few seconds later, he slowly spoke:

"Sixth Brother..."

"Are you going solo?"

This sentence carries even more weight than the previous one, "follow her lead."

Because he wasn't looking at the projects themselves, but rather at the changes in the relationship structure.

He wasn't against it; he just suddenly realized something—

If we take this step, many of the "old days" may truly be gone forever.

We code together during the day and eat barbecue together at night.

He got drunk and squatted by the roadside cursing his partners, his clients, and the world.

That kind of life, which seemed to offer little hope but was very certain, seems to be coming to an end.

His throat bobbed, and his voice lowered slightly:

"fine."

"Whatever decision you make, your brothers will support you."

After saying this, he was stunned for a moment, as if he had prematurely ended a relationship.

Jiang Bei's lips twitched.

"……no."

"Aren't you guys getting a little too carried away?"

"I'm still alive! And they're already reading the eulogy?"

The atmosphere was just starting to ease a bit.

Guo Jian suddenly interjected, not noticing his mood or the person around him, but staring intently at the few words on the paper:

"12530?"

"This website name... it looks familiar?"

The air seemed to pause for a moment.

Jiang Bei almost couldn't catch his breath.

You're telling me your own company's project looks "familiar"?

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to punch someone, and began to doubt whether entrusting such an important matter to this "second-generation official" was reliable.

"Take another look—does it just look familiar?"

Having said that, too lazy to argue with Guo Jian, he turned to look at Ruan Fei and Cui Hao, a helpless expression on his face:

"What are you two thinking?!"

"Remember when I said the plan was missing just one last piece of the puzzle?"

He pointed to the three characters "Liu Yifei" on the proposal, emphasizing each word:

"She is that piece of the puzzle."

Ruan Fei's pupils contracted slightly, and he spoke almost instinctively:

"You want to bring Liu Yifei into the project?"

Jiang Bei nodded: "The premise is—we have to get the endorsement sorted out first."

Ruan Fei and Cui Hao exchanged a glance and fell silent.

They finally realized that what Jiangbei was about to do this time was not the "small-scale operation" they had imagined.

Cui Hao hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but speak:

"But this seems like something an entertainment company should be doing... Does this mean we should switch careers and become talent agents?"

Don't be fooled by the fact that the proposal is only three pages long; anyone with a discerning eye can see that—

The amount of information here is staggering.

Mobile, Liu Yifei, film and television dramas, releasing songs...

Each one of them is not a small project.

It's not a field that these few programmers can handle.

Jiang Bei remained calm and waved his hand dismissively:

"It's not a career change, it's a career leap!"

He held up one finger and waved it in front of the three of them:

"Think about it—if the website we're going to launch has a mobile strategic partner, Liu Yifei as a shareholder, and all the music is top-tier hits… and we invest a few million in start-up capital…"

He paused, then a grin spread across his face.

"Isn't that a hundred times better than cover song websites?"

"Mobile is our partner," "Liu Yifei is our shareholder," "All the music is hit songs"...

Normally, if Jiangbei dared to say something like that, the two brothers would definitely think he was drunk and just bragging.

But just now, they saw Liu Yifei in person.

He sat on that old sofa at Jiangbei's house.

Real people, alive!

At this moment, as Jiang Bei casually uttered his words, the two of them first widened their eyes, and then their mouths opened wide enough to fit an egg.

Although they still don't fully understand what Jiangbei is trying to do.

But their intuition told them—

This time, things are about to get really serious.

Jiang Bei's gaze had already turned to Guo Jian, his eyes holding a meaningful look:

"The brothers' future rests on your shoulders."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Fei and Cui Hao's gazes simultaneously locked onto Guo Jian, the meaning in their eyes self-evident:

No matter what Jiangbei wants you to do—

Even if you have to sell your body, you have to fight for your brothers!

Guo Jian felt a chill run down his spine under the gaze of the three men, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Don't look at me!"

"I don't know Liu Yifei, and I don't have millions!"

He swallowed hard, his voice trailing off:

"...I do have 20,000 yuan."

Jiangbei was almost driven mad by this guy.

He pointed to the large black title on the cover of the proposal, tapping it repeatedly:

"12530! Open your dog eyes and take a good look! Isn't this your company's website?!"

Guo Jian was stunned for a moment, then looked down at it a couple more times, finally realizing what was going on, and slapped his forehead:

"I was wondering why it looked so familiar."

He grinned and said, "It really is that piece of junk from our workplace."

He scratched his head and started complaining:

"Don't be fooled by how much hype the news makes it out to be."

"Actually, this thing is a complete trap."

"There are so many bugs that it's ridiculous; you keep getting 404 errors after clicking around."

He waved his hand dismissively.

"The supplier is even more ruthless."

"They're all incredibly enthusiastic when it comes to collecting money, but they all disappear when it comes to actually doing the work."

"A small problem can drag on for three months without any progress."

Ruan Fei and Cui Hao were speechless with astonishment.

Guo Jian, however, became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke.

"Seriously."

"Anyone who touches this kind of website is doomed."

"It's basically just a mobile sign hanging on."

"otherwise--"

As he was talking, he suddenly realized something, and his expression changed.

"etc--"

Guo Jian suddenly looked up.

"What did you just say?"

"Liu Yifei...is going to be the spokesperson for this website?"

Holy crap!

"Please don't!"

"Isn't this pushing people into a pit?"

"What if the website malfunctions one day, the homepage won't open, the event crashes, the server crashes..."

"Won't she end up taking all the blame?"

"No!"

"Absolutely not!"

The air fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Bei leaned back in his chair, watching him finish his performance, his face expressionless.

He knew that Guo Jian was telling the truth.

In this era, outsourcing companies, suppliers, and project management are all about procrastination.

They're swift and decisive when it comes to taking money, but disappear without a trace when it comes to getting work done.

But the problem is—

What Guo Jian saw was a website.

What Jiangbei saw, however, was what lay behind the website.

The real value of 12530 is never that broken webpage.

It's the ringback tone channel, the revenue-sharing system, and the gateway to hundreds of millions of users.

It is also the first ticket to the future of digital music.

Thinking of this, he finally spoke, his voice not loud, but it immediately shut down the conversation.

"You don't need to worry about what the website looks like."

"Whether there are many bugs or not is none of your concern."

"You only need to do one thing."

"Get this endorsement sorted out for me."