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The visitors were none other than Li Fengxian and Wang Yao from the Photography Association, both looking travel-worn.

Upon seeing Jiang Yin, the two couldn't wait to explain their purpose.

After they returned last time, they tested the HC3, a high-end consumer drone that Jiang Yin had given them, and the results were amazing.

Remembering their promise to help Jiang Yin promote her, the two tried organizing an online live stream within the association.

The HC3's features were explained in detail, and sample photos and aerial video clips were shown.

Unexpectedly, this sparked a strong reaction in the association's photographers' group.

Many industry peers were impressed by the image quality and performance and wanted to purchase this machine.

However, because they lacked purchasing channels, many people contacted the two of them to help with the purchase.

In just a few days, the number of aircraft has reached three thousand.

Out of a sense of responsibility to their peers, the two traveled a long distance to Shennan to communicate with Jiang Yin in person.

Jiang Yin had a flash of inspiration and realized that this was a great business opportunity.

She looked at the two photographers and asked, "Have you considered starting a live-streaming e-commerce business?"

The two looked at each other, completely bewildered.

Although many live streaming activities have emerged online, the content is mostly focused on games and entertainment.

Although they occasionally do live streams, they are always aimed at groups of photographers.

The content was nothing more than equipment reviews and shooting technique exchanges; I never thought of announcing a live stream to "sell things."

But... judging from the current situation, it doesn't seem like it's impossible.

Both are well-known photographers and influential figures in the photography industry.

Seeing that the two were somewhat interested, Jiang Yin quickly called Tang Ning and Tang Jingchen over.

The two parties hit it off immediately, and the cooperation terms were quickly finalized.

This time, Tang Ning didn't ask for an exorbitant amount, keeping the profit margin at 40%.

Although the profit margin seems low, the high price of the HC3 makes up for it. A machine costing 20,000 yuan can generate a profit of 8,000 yuan.

This number is more than enough to satisfy Downing's appetite.

Jiang Yin promised to develop two more drones of different grades to meet the needs of more photographers.

Considering that their products were heading to market, Tang Ning and Tang Jingchen registered a flagship store on a well-known e-commerce website and listed all the drones that could now be mass-produced.

In this way, consumers will no longer face the problem of having nowhere to buy what they need.

Jiang Yin turned around and went back to work on the development of the two new drones.

Since we added each other on WeChat, Jian Tingyun has been sending photos of soybeans almost every day.

Eating, sleeping, playing, running...

The little guy grew stronger at a visible rate, and his fur became glossy.

Jian Tingyun's act of only posting pictures and not saying anything unexpectedly made her feel comfortable, like a gentle breeze that was just right, present but not disturbing.

She knew why Jian Tingyun did this; he simply wanted to cooperate with her.

But... she's too busy right now.

.......

The capital city is vast, and there are always some places that are not known to outsiders.

For example, "five mats".

The name is humble, but it's an unspoken code within the top circles.

Only five seats are available each day, and reservations must be made two days in advance. The scarcity of seats has become the most valuable currency, thus serving only a small group of people in the top circle.

The door was hidden at the end of the bluestone alley, its faded black lacquer and a small bluestone plaque bearing the three characters "Five Mats" filled with malachite green, inconspicuous at all.

Knuckles tapped the door knocker, and a servant in plain clothes quietly answered the door.

A Lingbi stone screen wall greets you, and just around the corner are pavilions and waterside terraces, with lights casting a soft glow. Five stone paths lead to separate courtyards named after the traditional arts of "music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and tea."

It was not the cramped space of five mats, but rather a grotto-heaven with its own world in five directions.

The table and couch are mostly valuable antiques; the hanging scrolls and paintings are all museum-quality originals; even the bowls and cups at hand are exquisite Ru ware, as smooth and lustrous as jade.

Lin Xiyue first came with Qin Heming when they had only known each other for a short time.

As soon as she entered the gate, she was overwhelmed by the silent luxury and dared not touch anything. She was even more respectful to the waiters.

Qin Heming smiled and told her, "Don't be nervous, it's just a place to eat."

Lin Xiyue at this moment was no longer the helpless new customer she had been. She calmly directed the waiters to serve food and pour wine, her demeanor composed.

She herself sat next to Qin Se, taking care of the little one as he ate.

This little guy is a real nuisance.

He only let Lin Xiyue serve him food, eating shrimp and crab at different times, keeping Lin Xiyue so busy that she didn't have time to eat herself.

Seeing this, Qin Wan'er said to Qin Se, "Se Se, how about Auntie peels shrimp for you? Let Aunt Yue eat."

"No, I want Aunt Yue to peel it," Qin Se said, her head buried in her rice bowl, without looking up.

Lin Xiyue smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll eat after he finishes."

Qin Wan'er pouted and said to Lin Xiyue, "Sister Yueyue, Se Se is too clingy to you. Don't spoil him too much."

At this moment, Xie Jinxing, who was chatting nearby, interjected:

"Children like to boss around whoever they like, thinking they are showing favoritism, but little do they know they are exhausting that person."

Qin Heming looked over upon hearing this, reached out and rubbed his son's head, smiled but said nothing.

Throughout dinner, Qin Heming and Xie Jinxing discussed the opening of a new air route.

One of the Xie family's main businesses is shipping; they own one of the world's leading shipping companies.

The new shipping route they are researching could shorten the journey to Europe by fifteen days, bringing huge benefits.

Jian Tingyun also showed great interest, saying that if possible, his family could also invest. He also told Qin Heming and Xie Jinxing that he could be included in the investment when they went to conduct an on-site inspection sometime.

Li Tianmu was chatting with someone on the other side, occasionally laughing like a fool.

Qin Wan'er frowned, but was too embarrassed to ask, and pouted, looking sullen.

Lin Xiyue looked at it and pursed her lips.

A moment later, she asked in a relaxed tone, "Tianmu, who are you chatting with? You seem so happy."

Li Tianmu didn't even look up: "Huh?...Oh, friend."

Lin Xiyue and Qin Wan'er exchanged a glance, then looked at Li: "Girlfriend?"

Li Tianmu still didn't look up, and Gege chuckled, "Hmm? No, it's a man."

Qin Wan'er was relieved, and her brows relaxed.

Lin Xiyue, with an air of self-assurance, turned to Qin Se and said cheerfully:

"What else would our handsome young man like to eat?"

Qin Se: "Crabs."

"Okay, Auntie will peel it for you."

While using tools to carve crab meat for Qin Se, Lin Xiyue asked Qin Wan'er:

"Wan'er, you've been out of school for so long, what are your plans?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Wan'er pouted again:

"My dad wants me to choose between working and pursuing a PhD. Ugh, I don't want to choose either. They're both so tough. I'll take a gap year first, then just get a mediocre master's degree and get by with my dad for now."

"bite--"

A message came in on someone's phone. Jian Tingyun immediately looked at her phone on the table, but when she realized it wasn't hers, she turned back to the conversation she had been having.

Lin Xiyue noticed that Jian Tingyun kept checking his phone throughout dinner, as if he was waiting for a message from someone.

She frowned. "Tingyun, are you waiting for news?"

"No, oh... I'm waiting for news from a partner."

Lin Xiyue lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, thinking to herself: We're just business partners, there's no need to rush to explain. I was just asking casually.

A moment later, there was another "ding—"

Jian Tingyun quickly looked at her phone again; this time it was a message from him.

After reading the contents, a smile instantly appeared on his lips.

The message was sent by Jiang Yin; it was just a simple line of text: Send me the requirements for the product you want to develop.

Jian Tingyun immediately sent over a PPT that she had already saved on her phone.

Looking at Jian Tingyun's lingering smile, Qin Heming raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly...