An Expert Is actually By My Side

　　　　 It’s not just the members of the Hero Killing project team watching the live broadcast. Hao Yun, who returned to his hometown for the New Year, is also sitting in front of the computer at this moment, leaning forward and backward with a smile.

　　 To be honest, he has no dislike for Zhang Xiang. Although this guy always hacked him and his Yunmeng game in the live broadcast room, in terms of the result, the reputation of Yunmeng game has not been affected at all, but because of his reverse poisoned milk, it has become more popular?

　　Where is this guy a black powder!

　　 is clearly the number one fan of Yunmeng Game!

　　 This is the first time Hao Yun has seen such a persistent person. After six months of chasing after him, he is not too tired. Every time he catches up with a new work, he perseveres in catching up.

　　 To be honest, if it weren’t for worrying that this guy would be wrong, and suddenly turned around and slapped him ass, he couldn’t help but want to give this guy a gift.

　　 The door to the room was not closed. Hao You, who was resting at home and doing nothing, strolled over. Seeing his son smile so happily, he leaned in curiously.

　　 "Son, I'm watching the live broadcast."

　　 Hao Yun said with a smile.

　　 "Well, it's fun."

　　 Hao You just stared at the screen for a while, then rubbed his chin with interest.

　　 "Is this playing cards?"

　　 "That's right, but it's not Doudizhu."

"what is that."

　　 "Hero Kill, the newly launched game recently was made by our company." Hao Yun said with a smile.

　　 "Your company does it? Yes, son..." Hao Youcai looked at his son in surprise, and continued with a smile, "Do you know this anchor?"

　　 "I don't even know him, it's just an ordinary netizen, what's the matter, dad?" Hao Yun noticed that Dad's problems today are a lot more than usual, and Hao Yun couldn't help but cast a strange look at him.

　　 Hao You just smiled embarrassedly and continued.

　　 "It's nothing, I'm just curious to ask... How much money can I make for one hour of broadcasting?"

　　How much money can I make in an hour......

　　 Hao Yun really doesn't know.

　　 The world’s live broadcast industry started relatively early, and it almost emerged with video sites. After the first few years of hot development, the past two years have gradually returned to rationality under supervision.

　　 The general question of how much can I earn is really hard to answer.

　　 After all, there are anchors like Zhang Xiang who can only rely on the local tyrants like Ning Daddy to enjoy the food, and there are also top-up UP masters like Ye Shen who can earn millions of dollars just by receiving advertisements.

"I’m not sure, the main thing is to see if there are any rewards... The anchors that are not particularly popular actually don’t make much money. The whole industry basically makes money from the head and looks up at the bottom. Dad, you ask this. What are you doing?"

　　 Hao You just smiled embarrassedly and said.

　　 "I saw that the old man Wu from the next door was also broadcasting live recently, and he also made two packs of cigarettes. I wondered if...you also gave me a whole set of equipment to teach me how to play?"

　　 Hao Yun said with sweat.

　　 "Dad, it won't matter, if you are short of money, tell me what is the live broadcast... And you said you have no talent, can anyone watch the live broadcast?"

"No, no, no, I'm not short of money, the money at home is enough, just pocket money... You also know how strict your old lady is," Hao You only touched his nose awkwardly and coughed dryly. "No need for you Give me money, your father, I’m actually too boring to be idle, thinking about finding something to do for myself, and earning two packs by the way, it’s fine. But you’re sure to say that, I have nothing else but fishing The ability to live broadcast is really unnecessary."

　　 As he said, Hao Youcai didn't stay in the room any longer, whispered and turned around and walked outside the door.

　　 Looking at the old man who kept strolling out, Hao Yun opened his mouth in a daze. I don't know if it is his illusion, he always feels that there is still something that Dad hasn't told himself.

　　 But at this moment, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

　　 Anyway, there is nothing to play in this small place in Jiangling. I am so boring at home during the Chinese New Year. Why don't you open a live broadcast?

　　 But...

　　 Apart from music, we don’t have much talent to show off.

　　Especially when I think of the chairman of the dignified Yunmeng Group, who has several hundred million in assets, it seems a bit too cheap to broadcast live on the Internet to be a monkey.

　　 Therefore, this thought appeared in his mind for a moment, and was actively dispelled.

　　 Sure enough, he still does something that billionaires should do.

　　 For example, study what kind of car to buy when you get the driver’s license...

　　 Just when Hao Yun was about to watch the live broadcast for a while, the phone on the desk suddenly remembered.

　　The caller is Lin Jun.

　　 Assuming that it was probably something from the company's side, Hao Yun pressed the connect button and held the phone to his ear.

"Hey?"

　　 Within a second, the familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

　　 "Boss! It's me!"

　　 "I know it's you." After holding the phone in his other hand, Hao Yun continued, "Let's talk, what the **** is it, it's already eight o'clock in the evening, so I'm so anxious to call."

　　 "It's not a matter of urgency, but I have two good news here. I can't wait to tell you, right? I just called!"

　　 The voice on the other end of the phone was full of smiles.

　　 Hao Yun could feel that this guy Lin Jun must be excited from ear to ear at this moment, so he said with a smile.

　　 "Then come and listen."

　　 "Which one do you want to hear first?"

　　 "Let’s start with New Hope Farm."

　　 Upon hearing Hao Yun's words, Lin Jun, who was holding the phone, suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face.

　　 "Fuck?! How did you know that I was going to talk about the farm?"

　　 "Does this still need to be guessed? It's been half a year after counting." Hao Yun rolled his eyes and said.

　　 The cycle of raising pigs is basically a slaughter every six months.

　　 When I restocked last year, it was around September. Most of the piglets I bought were one or two months old. It’s already February, and it’s time to make it out.

　　 Lin Jun, who was holding the phone, smiled embarrassedly, with an expression of admiration in his eyes, and then said.

　　 "It's the boss! It's a surprise! Of the adult pigs that we have released this period, excluding the five thousand sows reserved for breeding pigs and the boars for breeding, a total of 10,000 have been sold!"

"When Director Li talked to me on the phone, someone has called us since last month to order the pigs in our hands, and the price is not low! On average, it’s worth a catty. It's 29 yuan!"

　　 "I have let people count ~ www.ltnovel.com~ Our adult pigs weigh between 200 and 300 kilograms, which is catching up with the popular Chinese New Year market, and we can make at least 100 million for this batch of adult pigs!"

　　 One hundred million.

　　 really a lot.

　　 But to be honest, Hao Yun heard this news a few months ago, and he probably couldn't sleep all night with excitement.

　　 But since he made a small fortune in the shared bicycle project and bought the building of Youtian Network, his mentality has gradually changed, and he doesn't feel much about the small goal of 100 million.

　　 "Not bad!" Hao Yun nodded approvingly, and continued, "What about the other good news?"

　　 Jun Lin smiled and continued.

　　 "The other good news is that the game club was there in the past."

　　 There was a hint of interest in Hao Yun's eyes.

　　 "The game club of the past?"

"Yes!" Lin Jun's tone was excited, and continued in a complimentary tone, "Boss, your vision is simply too poisonous! The game agency's "Love and the Producer" was launched just a week ago, and the flow has exceeded 10 million. !"

　　 "Not surprisingly, in all the mobile games on the Spring Festival file, only our self-developed and self-published Hero Killer can fight it!"

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