From humble beginnings to the pinnacle of life

After getting up close, I could clearly feel it.

Although Wang Yi has a strong presence, he is very easygoing.

He didn't have the arrogance of a boss; instead, he possessed the wildness and openness unique to off-roaders.

He lit a cigarette before slowly speaking, "Do you know who those bidding companies were in the meeting room just now?"

Before I could answer, he started asking and answering his own question:

"One of them focuses on professional car reviews, and the three core members of the team are all former professional race car drivers. Another one is a top-tier MCN agency certified by the platform, with five million vertical followers."

He paused, looked up at me, and said, "Honestly, can you match their proposal and the strength of their team?"

I forced a dry, helpless laugh and shook my head decisively: "I can't compare."

The gap is obvious, and I have no need to deceive myself or be arrogant.

Wang Yi stared intently at me, his tone carrying a hint of inquiry:

"Since you know you can't compete with them in every way, why did you dare to publicly make such a bold statement about crossing the no-man's-land to do a live broadcast?"

I need to think this through before answering; I can't just try it out and get away with it again.

To seize this opportunity, you must demonstrate your confidence in a way that truly impresses him.

I paused for two seconds, gathered my thoughts, met his gaze, and said:

"Mr. Wang, to be honest, in terms of expertise, funding, and team, I really can't compare to them."

"But all of them treated this promotion as a business deal, a project, and did it well."

"And I intend to take this to the extreme."

Wang Yi's previously indifferent gaze flickered slightly, and he nodded gently: "Go on."

With his approval, I felt more confident and spoke clearly and logically:

"Your Beast Club focuses on hardcore off-road modification and Gobi Desert crossing, not track racing. No matter how impressive the test data produced by professional racers is, it's all based on their extreme performance on the track."

"But what true off-road enthusiasts want to see is not track stunts. A modified Raptor running for three days and three nights in real-world conditions in a deserted area, whether it can withstand the load, whether it is stable, how well it can get out of trouble, this kind of off-road performance is more convincing than any professional test."

Wang Yi didn't interrupt me, but listened quietly, nodding gently from time to time.

I pressed my advantage, continuing, "Other people's plans are all about packaging and formulas; I don't have any of those fancy things. My livestream is very simple: driving into the deserted area."

"We broadcast live all the real-life situations we encountered on the road, such as sandstorms, bad roads, steep slopes, and getting stuck. Viewers want to see the real thing; they can spot anything fake at a glance."

After he finished speaking, the office fell silent instantly.

After I finished speaking, the office was quiet for a while.

Wang Yi lowered his head and pondered for a long time, his expression becoming much more serious, before asking, "How many people are currently on your team?"

"Three," I answered truthfully. "One experienced car mechanic who knows all about vehicle modifications and troubleshooting. One talented female anchor to handle on-camera appearances. Plus me coordinating the whole process, three people are enough to handle this project."

Wang Yi couldn't help but chuckle, a hint of surprise in his voice: "Three people dare to take on a no-man's-land crossing? You're really daring. What if something goes wrong along the way?"

I straightened my back and said with utmost seriousness, "Mr. Wang, since I dared to propose this plan in public, I have considered all the consequences beforehand. I accept all the risks and will bear all the consequences."

This composure and confidence completely softened Wang Yi's gaze.

He hesitated for a moment, then got straight to the point: "So what kind of support do you need?"

I was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding: "What?"

"Crossing through no-man's-land isn't like driving in the city, where you can just step on the gas and go. A professional guide, satellite phone, spare fuel, a full set of emergency supplies, etc... every single one of these is a life-saving necessity. Without these, you simply can't enter the no-man's-land. One million may seem like a lot, but if you really want to equip yourself with all the gear, it might not be enough."

I was speechless for a moment.

I roughly understood what he meant, but I'm not entirely sure yet.

Suppressing my elation, I tentatively asked, "Mr. Wang, do you mean... our plan has a chance?"

Wang Yi stubbed out his cigarette, nodded with a hint of appreciation, and said:

"The proposals from the previous companies were all conservative and conventional, seemingly perfect, but lacking any memorable features. At best, they would be considered a typical failure. But your proposal is risky and impactful enough."

He paused, then continued, "Having worked in off-roading for so many years, I dislike unchanging routines the most. If we're going to promote it, we need to make a splash. Only real-world testing in uninhabited, extreme conditions can truly establish the hardcore reputation of our modified vehicle."

"We just discussed it internally. Although your plan has the highest risk, the effect is definitely the best."

These words left me a little dazed and incredulous.

How did my grassroots team, with no company, no resources, and no experience, actually crush a bunch of professional MCNs and racing teams?

Seeing my shocked expression, Wang Yi continued, "Go back and prepare a detailed execution plan, including route planning, a list of supplies, personnel assignments, and emergency plans. Make sure everything is clear. If the plan is satisfactory, we'll sign the contract in person."

"Let's also clarify the remuneration. One million is the base price. Any additional costs that I secure from the manufacturer for special promotional funding will be written into the contract."

As soon as he finished speaking, his smile faded, and his tone became serious and forceful:

"But let me make this clear from the start: this deal is all about the result. If you abandon it midway, you won't get a single penny of payment, and you'll have to bear all the losses yourself."

"I understand!" I nodded firmly without further hesitation.

Although this is a bit risky for me, I'll say it again.

The brave eat meat first.

If I always stay in my comfort zone and act timidly, I will always be suppressed by Fang Heng and will never be able to turn the tables.

Moreover, being able to stand out among a group of professional and established teams, this adventure was worthwhile!

Wang Yi nodded calmly: "Okay, I'll wait for your proposal."

"Thank you for your trust, Mr. Wang!" I stood up and thanked him solemnly.

Wang Yi waved his hand casually and said no more.

I turned and walked out of the office, but the young woman waiting at the door was still standing there.

As I followed her downstairs, my mind was still a jumbled mess, like I was dreaming.

In less than half an hour since I came in, I have gone from a one-person team without even a company to a project executor who may have to cross no man's land.

No one would believe it if I told them, and even I find it hard to believe myself.

As I walked to the entrance of the lobby on the first floor, I immediately saw Luo Peng squatting at the bottom of the steps.

He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his face contorted with anxiety.

Upon seeing me come out, he immediately stubbed out his cigarette, flicked it away, and quickly got up to greet me.

He asked anxiously, "How did it go, Brother Lin? We've been talking for so long, nothing bad happened, right? Don't actually agree to that life-threatening thing!"

I smiled, raised an eyebrow at him, and said, "It's done."

"What???"