Investment Cashback, Billionaire God [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 12 Preparing for Group Broadcast

Chapter 12 Preparing for Group Broadcast

Not wanting to dampen his manager’s work enthusiasm, Fang Zhuo turned on the bedside lamp again, and the two continued discussing the new livestream format for another half hour.

Before the light finally went out, A Little Bit’s voice had grown very faint: [Host, are you really a carbon-based lifeform? I feel like you have more battery life than I do… This day has been so long, so long…]

Fang Zhuo delivered a merciless final blow: [You’ll get used to it. Tomorrow will be even longer.]

At 9:30 in the morning, a noisy alarm clock rang punctually in the room.

Still groggy with sleep, Jian Yujing rolled over and opened his Light Brain interface to turn off the alarm. But when he saw the message from Director Fang in his notifications, he immediately jolted awake.

[Xiao Jian, come to the company at 11. We’re streaming from the office today.]

Since Director Fang had personally guided him into the world of livestreaming, Jian Yujing hadn’t had a single idle day

He consistently streamed from 2:30 PM to 10:00 PM every day, diligently practicing dance routines before going live, and maintaining relationships with his top supporters after ending streams.

Knowing he wasn’t particularly emotionally intelligent and couldn’t be a chat-focused streamer, he put extra effort into other areas.

His stream content either featured him shirtless performing dance moves or writing calligraphy on his abs, maximizing his physical advantages. Combined with Director Fang frequently sending large waves of friendship votes during his PK Battles, his stream popularity had remained consistently high over the past two weeks.

After receiving the message, Jian Yujing didn’t delay a single minute. After a quick wash-up, he hurriedly took the Yun Lie to the company’s new office location.

Upon reaching the building’s first floor, he was startled by the opulent, golden lobby.

Office workers coming and going nearby were all dressed in formal suits, and the elevators occasionally disgorged high-level executives surrounded by entourages. Wearing a T-shirt and shorts mixed in among them, Jian Yujing felt like a college student who had accidentally wandered into a business conference, every movement feeling conspicuously out of place.

When he saw the streaming stage, his eyes widened in shock.

The space was at least 400 square meters with ceilings over ten meters high. Behind the stage was a large curved screen, with nearly a hundred front lights directly facing it. To the sides and rear stood five massive vertical hair lights.

Ten fog machines at his feet continuously emitted gentle mist, while opposite the stage was a mezzanine control booth. Its dual-sided screens allowed staff to monitor lighting and filter effects while enabling streamers to see live comments clearly.

While typical streaming rooms might have one panoramic camera at most, this place was equipped with a full seven cameras, covering every angle of the stage from top to bottom and left to right.

The entire streaming room screamed one thing: “money.” Every detail exuded the scent of cash, with construction costs starting at tens of millions at minimum.

Even popular idol agencies didn’t have streaming facilities this professional. The place was ridiculously extravagant.

Jian Yujing stood stunned at the entrance for a long time before cautiously asking Director Fang: “Are we streaming here tonight? Can I take some photos to preview in my fan group?”

Fang Zhuo shrugged: “Of course, take as many as you want.”

Jian Yujing didn’t just take “some” photos he excitedly posted over thirty.

Not only did he show off a little in his fan group, but he also divided the photos into three posts and published them on his StarNet account homepage.

[I came early, is this the account of that male streamer signed by Giant Entertainment? Why are they suddenly posting so many stage photos?]

[These aren’t just photos, it’s Giant Entertainment’s new streaming studio]

[Seriously??? You call this a streaming studio? My idol’s concert stage isn’t even this luxurious… The rich stole my life, teammates stole my kills, roommates stole my shower gel, who the hell stole my idol’s giant screen stage?]

[Every time I think this company can’t get more extravagant, they always manage to pull out something even more shocking to surprise me]

[Isn’t streaming just about dancing at home? Why such an exaggerated big stage… I really have a money incontinence tendency, when I see money I just want to roll around crying and wanting it, Brother Fang instead of throwing your money away you might as well give it to me for free]

[Brother Fang I don’t want to work hard anymore! If I go lie on the cold operating table now, can I still sign on as an artist?]

[What time is the stream tonight? I’ve booked it already. A streaming studio this exaggerated, I must experience what it’s like to stream like this. Can I touch the male streamer’s snow-white big boobs^^]

At exactly 8 PM, Fang Zhuo stood in front of the camera holding a microphone, personally introducing the entire stream

This was his first time appearing in public in person. Just during the opening segment, the stream viewership surged by tens of thousands. The platform gave massive promotion, directly placing their stream in the largest recommended slot on the homepage.

And standing behind Fang Zhuo weren’t just Jian Yujing, but a whole row of five male streamers, all 180cm tall with great figures.

Some wore thin denim vests, others had suggestive black ropes tied around their waists – the theme was showing as much skin as possible.

Jian Yujing stood in the center, still the most handsome among them. Today he wore a black crop top revealing a toned and clean section of his abdomen.

Deng Jiaqiang had spent the whole previous night researching platform streaming and unexpectedly discovered this dimension lacked the most profitable streaming format – Group Broadcast.

With such a large stage and professional equipment, not doing Group Broadcast would be a waste.

After the opening, only a few dim background lights lit up in the streaming studio, illuminating the silhouettes of the male streamers.

As spotlights gradually brightened one by one, explosive background music started playing. Deng Jiaqiang personally served as the host, enthusiastically introducing each streamer off-camera.

The atmosphere instantly ignited. Group dance streams were already rare here, but one with such exquisite and luxurious stage design was even rarer. Just the quality of this hardware alone could defeat 99% of competitors.

The group dance wasn’t the most profitable part of Group Broadcast, but just this opening dance earned them over a million in small donations.

The viewer count had already reached over 100,000, making them the platform’s most-watched stream at that moment.

The guys had only been dancing for about ten minutes when the screen gradually darkened again.

[What’s going on? I just joined and it’s already over?]

[I didn’t know where to look just now, they’re all so handsome! Brother Fang you know exactly what I like to see! This yellow-haired girl only has these interests!]

[That was too fast! I haven’t seen enough!!]

After just three or four seconds, the lights came back on, and the screen split into two each side featuring a streamer standing with a two-minute countdown progress bar above their heads, tracking the number of gifts received by each.

“Next up is the PK round! Send gifts to the streamer you want to stay on stage. The one who loses the challenge will unfortunately have to leave.”

As the music started again, both contestants on stage were newcomers. The audience had just picked their favorite streamers, and everyone wanted their preferred one to remain. Instantly, Carnival gifts and Sports Cars flooded in, with both sides locked in a tight battle of votes.

The essence of Group Broadcast lies in continuous PK battles and leaderboard competitions, igniting the competitive spirit of the audience creating an intense thrill akin to compressing months of talent show drama into just a few minutes.

By the end of the first PK round, the total gifts in the livestream had surpassed three million. Two complete newcomers had managed to generate revenue in just two minutes that top streamers usually take a whole night to earn.

Such is the charm of Group Broadcast.

Fang Zhuo stood on the second floor, holding a walkie-talkie: “Have Jian Yujing go on last.”

Unlike the rookie streamers, Jian Yujing had an established fanbase. As soon as she took the stage, her votes soared far ahead, completely dominating A Xuan, the winner of the previous round.

But with just ten seconds left on the progress bar, a big spender suddenly emerged on A Xuan’s side, throwing out ten Carnival gifts in one go.

Jian Yujing’s side nearly got “tower-snatched.” Her top supporters instantly sprang into action, showering the screen with gift effects as if they were free. The progress bar surged dramatically, and even small donations began pouring in wildly.

The PK battle kept the audience on edge, terrified their favorite might get overtaken in the final seconds.

[I can barely breathe! Watching this livestream is more stressful than trying to snag concert tickets even getting stuck at the payment page wasn’t this nerve-wracking.]

[Can anyone recommend where Tutu and A Xuan used to stream? A Xuan is just too adorable!]

[Who even came up with this Group Broadcast PK concept? (munch munch) I’m getting a thrill like I’m selecting concubines.Is no one going to praise this advanced stage with its partitioned lifting system and curved background screen? I declare this livestream is starting a new era of hardware competition.]

[Who can even compete with Giant Entertainment? My family works in custom stage design this setup costs at least five million. And those panoramic cameras they’re using are top-tier models priced over 200,000 each. They’ve installed seven of them to achieve this depth effect. The total cost for this livestream room is well over forty million.]

[Feeling a bit dizzy from all these numbers…

[Can all livestreams please compete at this level and price point? It’s so hard to find anything comparable across the web. Promise me you’ll stream the second session tomorrow morning, okay?]

The livestream’s popularity remained sky-high, maintaining over 150,000 concurrent viewers until 1 a.m.

When it was time to end the broadcast, both the audience and the streamers were reluctant to part ways. The viewers hadn’t had their fill, while the streamers on stage were completely overwhelmed by the flood of gifts.

Rare gift effects, seldom seen even on top streamers’ channels, had poured down like a waterfall. Even after the screen went dark, the male streamers on stage took a long time to snap out of their daze.

Fang Zhuo was undoubtedly the biggest beneficiary.

The system’s rebate calculation wasn’t based on post-tax income after platform revenue sharing, but directly multiplied viewers’ original tips by tenfold.

After deducting the platform’s commission, the company’s account received nearly twenty million in revenue overnight, while he personally received over four hundred million.

Group broadcasts indeed generated money much faster than releasing singles. Before other livestream rooms jumped on the bandwagon, they could ride this trend to make a fortune during this period.

With his cash balance reaching 1.6 billion, he decisively spent 300 million to exchange for 30 days of survival time.

[Current remaining survival days: 51]

[Exceeds system’s designated healthy survival period of 40 days]

[Conditions met! Random illness buff will be removed. Keep up the good work!]

The scorching sensation that had been spreading through his abdomen finally dissipated. Fang Zhuo relaxed his perpetually slightly furrowed brow.

Although his lifespan was still less than two months, with his body objectively restored to health, he could temporarily focus on how to use his current funds to generate more profits through reinvestment.

Amid the celebratory cheers from staff and streamers around him, Fang Zhuo waved Jiang Yu over:

“Distribute bonuses to everyone. From now on, allocate 8% of the post-tax livestream revenue equally as performance bonuses to all present staff.”

Though aware of his boss’s general generosity, Jiang Yu still froze in place.

Today’s broadcast had benefited from being the first group broadcast, achieving phenomenal success. With nearly twenty million in post-tax revenue from just one session, each staff member present tonight would receive over seventy thousand.

This money-making speed surpassed even smuggling.

Many activities listed in the criminal code might not earn over seventy thousand in a whole night.

Jiang Yu had also seen the management contracts of the new streamers temporarily recruited for tonight – artists received up to 90% share, while staff took another 8%, leaving almost no profit for the company.

He opened his mouth but remained speechless for a long time, eventually bowing deeply to his boss with mixed admiration and gratitude.

When the bonus news reached the operations team, louder exclamations erupted among the dozen or so staff members. Someone seized the chaos to activate the fog machine, and everyone happily high-fived each other through the thick white mist.

A slightly clumsy figure emerged from the fog, climbing to the second level in a few steps while panting: “Director Fang, you don’t need to give me a performance bonus. The system will distribute points commission based on my profit value.”

Recognizing the concern in Deng Jiaqiang’s eyes, Fang Zhuo patted his back, signaling him to accept it without worry.

“You came at the right time. I previously drew two short drama scripts from mystery boxes, planning to use them for Tong Qinglu’s productions. Help me assess if they’re suitable.”

“Suitable, absolutely suitable.” Deng Jiaqiang clapped his hands vigorously. “I wanted to mention this at noon – the Star Federation’s short drama industry remains completely untapped. We could build our own short drama platform – guaranteed profits.”

Having such an observant manager made company operations significantly more efficient.

Fang Zhuo nodded in approval, dragging out a file named “Short Drama Scripts” from his Light Brain and selecting Tong Qinglu’s name in the matching artist column.

[Short drama script matching in progress…]

[Suitable scripts found for you ]

[《Fifteen-Year-Old Great-Grandmother Arrives, All Descendants of the Immortal Sect Kneel Before Me》]

Fang Zhuo: “…”

The moment this short drama title popped up, he immediately fell silent.

He had expected the short drama to be somewhat tacky, but he never thought even the name would be so blatantly crude.

It had a kind of beauty that instantly unfolded and flattened the cerebral cortex just toss your brain aside and start filming.

Meanwhile, Deng Jiaqiang quickly skimmed through the first three chapters of the script and immediately slapped the table in approval: “This script is great! The pacing and character designs are all on point, every character revolves around the female lead. We can definitely make Miss Tong famous.”

Fang Zhuo spoke very slowly: “…You can appreciate this script?”

Deng Jiaqiang was extremely excited: “Of course! This script is fantastic, it’s bound to be a hit!”

Then his tone shifted: “Tsk tsk, though the only downside is it’s set in a Xianxia background, which will require a bigger investment.”

“Director Fang, including the costs for building the short drama platform and subsequent promotions, what’s your total budget? I can help you plan it out.”

Fang Zhuo extended his hand and showed a five-finger gesture.

Deng Jiaqiang mirrored him with a five: “Five million total? No problem, we can still film by finding a cheaper special effects company. Anyway, our actors are already available, which saves a lot of money.”

“Our model is quite innovative, so it’s okay if the production is a little rough. Filming short dramas is much cheaper than regular TV series. I’m confident we can keep the costs under two million that’s more than enough.”

Fang Zhuo shook his head: “No, it’s five billion.”

Deng Jiaqiang couldn’t believe his ears: “How much? Five billion?”

A little bit immediately let out a sharp screech: [Host! Have you forgotten you still have a small loan of one billion!]

Author’s note:

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