The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 174 - : Signed
Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Signed
Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe followed Yu Zeming into the building and took the elevator to the thirty-sixth floor.
“Welcome to Youyu Live,” Yu Zeming had just finished speaking when the elevator door opened.
“President Yu, the data department…”
“Wait, I have matters to handle. Don’t disturb me,” Yu Zeming lightly pushed his glasses and led the two into his office.
The assistant, who came later to report, wisely stepped back, brought water for the trio, and then left after closing the door.
In the office, right across the door was a large desk made of original wood, and behind it was a shelf full of Mecha models.
The southern side of the desk was entirely made of transparent glass, next to which stood a mini bar and, adjacent to the bar, a set of round sofas.
“Water or tea?” Yu Zeming, holding a glass jar and shaking the leaves inside, said, “I pinched them from my dad, good tea.”
Nian Shutong saw it very clearly, the number of leaves in the tea jar could be counted on both hands.
“Water is fine.” She dared not drink; drinking even a leaf felt sinful.
Yu Zeming, slightly embarrassed, shook the jar and said, “It’s a bit less.”
After putting away the jar, he invited the two to sit down on the sofa. He started by introducing himself, “My name is Yu Zeming, the president of Youyu Live. I don’t know your names yet?”
“I’m Nian Shutong, and he’s Fu Yunhe.”
Her introduction was brief and carried no titles.
Yu Zeming didn’t mind and complimented, “Both your names sound very nice.”
This comment wasn’t aimless— in interstellar societies where traditional culture was lacking, most people’s names were either very simple or down-to-earth.
If it weren’t for his cultured father, Yu Zeming would have been named Yu Xiao, and his brother Yu Da.
Yu Zeming got straight to the point and asked, “I’ve prepared the contract. Would you like to take a look first?”
“Okay,” Nian Shutong answered, informing Yu Zeming that she was the decision-maker between them.
Yu Zeming took out a transparent storage slide, scanned it with a Light Computer, and the contents of the contract became visible.
Nian Shutong casually glanced through it and pushed the contract towards Fu Yunhe, saying, “You take a look.”
“Okay,” Fu Yunhe picked up the contract and began browsing through it meticulously yet rapidly.
The overall contract was quite lenient; they could run their livestreams however they wanted, control the timing of the broadcasts, and practically make all the decisions on their own, while Youyu Live provided support.
This included promotion, some activities, and support for some merchandise, all with the best resources.
Towards the end, the profit sharing was twenty-eighty, with Fu Yunhe and Nian Shutong taking eighty percent, and Youyu Live taking twenty.
But the last clause was interesting—all physical merchandise needed to provide a copy to Yu Zeming.
Yu Zeming’s hopeful glance, even hidden behind glasses, hardly masked his burning gaze.
“Hehe… that last clause, you must agree to it! We can split the profits ten-ninety or not split at all.”
“I’m your diehard fan!”
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“No! Our whole family are your diehard fans!”
Nian Shutong looked at Yu Zeming, not quite understanding. Logically, the president of such a huge live-streaming company should be like the Mountain Sect Masters of the Cultivation World.
But the Yu Zeming before her seemed nothing like that!
She glanced at Fu Yunhe, saw him nodding, and confidently handed the contract to Yu Zeming, saying, “No problem, let’s sign the contract.”
“Great, great, great!” Yu Zeming eagerly stepped forward, preparing to imprint his spiritual power when he suddenly looked up at Nian Shutong.
“I have a question, why choose Youyu?” Yu Zeming wasn’t sure if his offer was the best, given that other companies had also made propositions.
Nian Shutong imprinted her Spiritual Imprint first and casually pointed to Fu Yunhe, saying, “My Xiao He said it’s fine, so it’s fine.”
The sentence carried different meanings for both.
Fu Yunhe: Nian Shutong really trusts him.
Yu Zeming: The power of love is so great!
He viewed Nian Shutong as a wealthy noble lady who was generous with money, whereas Fu Yunhe, despite his incredibly beautiful face, appeared significantly weaker.
Yu Zeming didn’t look down on Fu Yunhe; he believed that they truly loved each other and had overcome great difficulties.
His mind was nearly directing a tragic and touching romantic drama series.
The two quickly signed the contract. Yu Zeming, holding the contract, put it away and then came back to sit in front of the two on the opposite sofa.
“Do you have any plans for later?”
It was now the second day’s morning, and they had spent the entire night aboard the Super Starship.
Looking at Fu Yunhe, who looked a bit paler than usual, Nian Shutong asked Yu Zeming, “Do you have a place to rest? I want Xiao He to rest a bit. At seven in the evening, we’d like to borrow a place for a live broadcast.”
“After the live broadcast, we’ll leave.”
A live broadcast?
Yu Zeming nodded frantically, “Yes, yes, yes! Our company has many rooms. I’ll show you. Please, rest well.”
“What are you preparing to broadcast tonight? Is there anything I need to prepare?”
Nian Shutong had already gotten up and was supporting a somewhat tired Fu Yunhe.
Fu Yunhe clearly stated, “Prepare a place where we can light a fire, we’ve brought everything else.”
“Alright, no problem, leave it to me. You both rest well,” Yu Zeming led the way, opened the door, and personally took them to a rest room.
Once the door to the rest room had closed, Nian Shutong helped Fu Yunhe to sit down, then she walked around the room herself.
“Ah… it’s good to have money!”
The rest room was bigger than their courtyard.
Sitting and resting, Fu Yunhe took out a pack of fries and started eating slowly, recovering his strength.
“Any regrets?”
“Regret what?” Nian Shutong turned around and sat next to him, grabbing a fry.
“Not accepting a share offer from Feihu.”
Nian Shutong ate a fry and leaned back on the sofa, lazily saying, “There’s nothing to regret. Besides, should I just believe him because he offered shares?”
“You’re right,” said Fu Yunhe after eating some fries, feeling somewhat better.
Nian Shutong pointed to a room on the side, “You go rest in there. I’ll call you when it’s time.”
“And you?” Fu Yunhe looked around; the rest room was large, but there was only one room.
“I’m not tired, I slept on the Starship the whole way, and I don’t really need to sleep. You go ahead.”
Nian Shutong lay down on the sofa, and Fu Yunhe didn’t say anything more, seeing she might get impatient.
Fu Yunhe went to rest in the room while Nian Shutong lay on the sofa and started chatting with Daodao.
“You asked your followers to choose books for you?”
“No, Categories.”
“Alright, alright, I got it. But this move of yours is pretty wild! What are your reader friends saying?”
“They all cursed at me.”
That sentence Daodao said with a bit of grievance, mostly from not giving up.
