12: reliable friend

"A reliable friend?" Vilan pondered for a moment.

"Tell me roughly how much money you'll need first."

Ye Bai extended his fingers, counting as he spoke, "First, promotion will definitely require a large sum of money. It would be best to invite celebrities; that way, the influence will be greater."

"Then there's the licensing from game Producers, as well as some famous pro-gamers, and then some talented people who can sing and dance."

"Of course, for celebrities, we only need them to live stream once to build up hype. For the others, we can sign contracts with them—for example, giving them a base salary for streaming for a month, while the rest of the gift revenue can be tiered based on their level."

"That's about it," Ye Bai said, looking at Vilan. "You'll have to figure out the rest because I have too many things to do."

Vilan frowned. "In that case, how about you take a 51% stake, I take 25%, and the remaining 24% goes to my friends?"

Ye Bai nodded. "That works."

"OK," Vilan snapped his fingers. "Leave this matter to me."

Friends?

The one thing he didn't lack was friends; everyone in their circle had grown up together.

The suggestion for live streaming was quite good; he might as well pull them in for a piece of the action.

As for Ye Bai holding a 51% stake, it was also to give him relative control over this streaming company.

His own 25% stake was one percent more than all the others combined, which was also safer.

"Wait for me to contact them," Vilan said as he took out his phone and began making calls.

Ye Bai just like that tossed the matter of live streaming to Vilan.

The reason he was so at ease was that the memories of his original self told him Vilan was indeed a good person.

He didn't have the arrogance of the wealthy and would occasionally bring them breakfast.

He even gave Ye Bai a six-million investment for only a ten percent stake.

He was practically an angel investor.

Grom now looked at Ye Bai with devotion. "Bro, is there anything we can do to earn money with you?"

"I'll be happy as long as I can earn a bit of pocket money."

Ye Bai: ...Grom was a computer science major, and this major was different from theirs; after only one semester of freshman year, it seemed he hadn't learned anything in depth yet.

As for Chen Chen, he was busy filming.

He could take Chen Chen along, but he really didn't have time right now.

"How about this, I have an idea," Ye Bai said on a whim.

Grom and Chen Chen looked at him. "No way, man, you really have one?"

Ye Bai had originally wanted to make a happy eliminate and let them join in, but thinking about it practically, making that was actually quite complex.

Many levels had to be made, and the difficulty of each level had to increase step by step.

So, happy eliminate was a pass.

"Each of you invest five thousand, and I'll take you on a big job!"

"Five thousand?" The two were stunned.

"That's way too little. What can five thousand do?"

Although they were both college students, if they lived frugally and asked their families for a bit more, it wasn't impossible to get more.

Five thousand from each of them was only ten thousand; what kind of major project could that fund?

Ye Bai curled his lips into a smile. "If you believe me, then do it. This job doesn't require much money; it mainly requires grinding."

"Grinding?"

——

Early morning.

Ye Bai felt it was pretty good after listening to Mandala's audition.

Her tone had changed slightly compared to the previous audition clip.

Her singing technique was much more refined than before.

Mandala was waiting very nervously right now. She wasn't sure if, after two years, she still had the voice this person wanted.

Inside the holographic recording studio, the man wearing a mask on his face was listening intently to her just-finished audition.

After a long while, Ye Bai spoke, "It's good. Are you free to record now?"

Mandala was overjoyed. "Yes, yes."

She had already finished work; she only needed to be at the bar by five o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Ye Bai nodded. "Alright then."

This way, the issue with the opening theme song was resolved.

This Mandala's tone was actually very similar to the original singer's tone that 'One Hand Controls the World' possessed.

It was very raspy in the low notes, giving people a feeling of rolling dust and smoke, while the high notes were like a sword blade being unsheathed, carrying a sense of history.

Mandala looked at the lyrics from 'One Hand Controls the World' and felt that this song was truly interesting.

Just looking at the lyrics felt grand and magnificent; she didn't know what this song was going to be used for.

While she was recording, Ye Bai continued to contact other singers.

Until he finally got in touch with one of them, who immediately asked for a price increase.

Ye Bai: ...He might as well contact voice actors instead.

The voice acting issue was resolved relatively quickly; he only planned to have voice acting for some important characters.

Actually, Ye Bai felt he should set up a team so that he could delegate tasks to others.

If he relied on himself alone, he would eventually work himself to death.

Although he and Vilan were about to start a live streaming company, he didn't plan to link everything to Vilan.

Exiting the holographic pod, Ye Bai directly looked for a headhunter.

He decided to find himself an assistant first, so the task of contacting voice actors could be handed over to the assistant.

Unfortunately, the headhunter had long since entered the land of dreams, so Ye Bai could only drop it for now.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Vilan and his good friends were dead drunk.

Returning to the beginning, after Vilan went out, he contacted his good friends for a get-together.

Everyone was very supportive and directly agreed to meet at the old place.

Vilan's group of friends were basically Second-generation rich kids who had no real power and only had pocket money.

As soon as he entered, a youth with Yellow Hair grabbed Vilan's shoulder. "Want to go drag racing after dinner?"

Vilan: "We'll talk about that later. This time I've called you here for some serious business."

Everyone was surprised.

"What's up? Did your dad cut off your pocket money?"

"Is your brother coming back? Oh man, then you're finished."

"You didn't burn down the school, did you?"

Vilan took a deep breath. "Burn down your head! Do I look like that kind of person?"

Seeing him flare up, everyone immediately grinned and arranged for him to sit down, even serving him a cup of tea.

That was just how they were—they had no filters.

"So what is it exactly?" Yellow Hair leaned in. "Just say the word; we'll help you with anything."

Vilan gave him a smack on the head. "Get lost, everyone sit down properly."

Everyone dispersed and sat down properly.

Only then did he speak, "I'm telling you, there's a remarkable person in my dorm. I'm sure he's a genius. He made a game; have you heard of Honor of Kings?"

Yellow Hair: "Honor of Kings?"

"Isn't that the one you shared in the group? It's actually quite fun."

Vilan: "Right, that one. My Roommate made it."

Green Hair: "No way? Your Roommate is only a freshman, right?"

"What? A mere freshman could make such a fun game?" Pink Hair said in surprise.

Vilan: "That's nothing; there are many more things he's awesome at. I'm here now to talk to you about a collaboration. I'm telling you, it's guaranteed to be profitable."

Yellow Hair realized, "An investment. Just say how much money; I'll invest."

Anyway, their money was like water, to be scattered as they pleased.