Chapter 741 - 308: Just Make It Through the Night and You’ll Be Fine (Part 3)
It wasn’t until she felt the timing was right that she revealed Ning Hao’s identity, pretending to be unaware herself.
Many people who follow the esports scene are exceptionally talented, mainly because they have too much time on their hands.
Especially after Li Yang suddenly flooded the comment section with question marks, the entire esports community’s attention was drawn in.
In a short period, the account’s followers surged past 500,000, 800,000, reaching nearly the million mark.
What does a million followers mean? Advertising rates generally start at 30,000.
Especially for someone like her who takes lifestyle videos, the audience engagement is stronger, leading to higher rates.
Unlike those who shoot skits, skits rely on performance, contrast, and novelty as their core.
Once they lose their core, the viewership dwindles.
Especially on Kuai Pai, a platform that values originality, while popular skit creators can earn well, if they can’t consistently produce quality content, their earnings will plummet.
Lifestyle and daily content creators don’t have such concerns; there’s always a story, always a topic.
Zhang Mengyu only knew Ning Hao was acquainted with Li Yang but never thought Li Yang would personally step in to drive the traffic.
Previously, Ning Hao managed dozens of self-media accounts, their combined followers didn’t even reach 20,000.
The fewer the followers, the lower the player’s trust, making it hard to secure orders online, relying instead on other gaming platforms.
Now that Ning Hao’s identity was revealed, Zhang Mengyu began to create buzz for the companion gaming business.
Ning Hao himself never expected that in such an environment, companion gaming orders would come drifting in like snowflakes.
Jiangbei hasn’t had snow this year.
The studio seemed on the verge of closing, with only him and a few old colleagues left, suddenly faced with a manpower shortage.
Fortunately, his network in companion gaming was quite extensive, and he quickly reached out to previous players to rejoin the industry.
It was then he realized it wasn’t that there were fewer companion gaming orders, just that his traffic was lacking, unable to compete with other companion gaming studios.
Due to Xinguan, many people didn’t have computers to complete MMORPG tasks, so they’d rather spend dozens or a few hundred yuan to have someone finish it in a few days.
Overall, companion gaming and boosting orders increased, yet so did the number of companion gamers, but the market was growing.
...
At six in the evening on the fifth day after the New Year, after dinner, Li Yang was on his phone watching Ning Hao’s videos, turned to Jiang Banxia, and said, "Honey, if we were only dating now and happened to be trapped at home because of this, would you secretly devour me?"
"You could’ve eaten it years ago, why wait until now."
"But hypothetically? Wouldn’t you find it thrilling?"
"Is it as thrilling as last night in the bathroom?"
Li Yang: "..."
Last night was indeed in the bathroom, but the leading actress was Xue Ning.
It was four in the morning, Jiang Banxia was clearly asleep.
Plus, it wasn’t the bathroom on the first floor, he went to the one on the basement level.
After coming back, he even took a shower.
"Nothing happened!"
"Hmph..."
"I suddenly remembered I have a shipment to be sent to Jiangbei tonight; I’ll keep an eye on it. Honey, you go ahead and sleep."
Li Yang hurried toward the study.
There indeed was cargo destined for Jiangbei, but it wasn’t the first day for it.
Yesterday a shipment was sent over, and tonight it’s a few dozen trucks of protective equipment destined for hospitals nationwide, with some going to nearby county supermarkets for emergencies.
He didn’t have enough manpower, so deliveries could mostly only reach city-levels, with counties and townships being out of reach, and Extreme Shadow Group’s service personnel weren’t invincible, totaling just 20,000 nationwide.
With all sorts of restrictions, Extreme Shadow Group’s staff didn’t have the necessary permits either, so Li Yang mostly sent the protective gear directly to hospitals and the various authorities for them to allocate.
Sending out each truck meant a loss of 800,000 for Li Yang.
Including labor, the losses were around 2 million.
Because each truckload of protective equipment needed roughly two tons of meltblown fabric raw material, currently priced at 350,000 per ton.
Previously it was just 20,000 per ton, and in a few days the price had skyrocketed over tenfold.
The 20,000 tons of meltblown fabric he stockpiled was valued at 7 billion, selling the finished products at market price could multiply that value by five or six times.
He was currently facing a very troubling situation.
The spread had reached abroad, and several European import trade companies had contacted Green Water Group wanting to purchase masks.
Li Yang hadn’t agreed yet, even though the other side offered a quote of 0.7 euros.
Based on the original price of meltblown fabric at 20,000 per ton, producing one million masks would cost just two cents of meltblown fabric per mask.
Adding on miscellaneous production costs, it definitely wouldn’t exceed one mao (dime).
Even considering all manpower costs, it wouldn’t exceed two mao, and this was with all employees receiving overtime pay due to the urgency.
Currently selling at 6 each, with a profit margin thirty times the cost.
During this period, foreign masks are usually 5 euros or 5 US dollars each, with some even at 10 euros or 10 US dollars.
It’s only during this period that good prices can be made; in two to three months, as domestic production ramps up, prices will be heavily impacted, and exports might only fetch a little over a dollar, and foreign prices will drop to around one euro.
For the sake of global safety, he should’ve shipped them.
They’ve even prepared cash, ready to send it over at any time.
But he’s worried about being criticized by his compatriots; the domestic shortage of protective gear still persists, shipping abroad would be seen as heartless.
Such a heartless act, he couldn’t do it.
Someone else would have to handle it!
Anyway, Green Water Group didn’t have just one shareholder.
He picked up his phone, getting ready to call Zheng Dasheng.
He hadn’t yet found the number when a stranger called in.
Upon answering, the voice on the other end said, "President Li, your friend’s fever seems serious. Should we report it to the Disease Control Center?"
"What’s going on?"
"I don’t know either; personally, I don’t have any symptoms. I only found out today when delivering food."
"Have they taken medicine?"
"Yes."
"Don’t panic, protect yourself well, and pass the phone to her. I want a word."
Certainly not calling the Disease Control Center; they’re too busy and under a lot of scrutiny, leaving no chance for proper care for Xiangnu.
Usually, it’s sending them to the hospital, arranging a bed, and if symptoms are severe, putting them on a ventilator.
Aside from increasing the risk of cross-infection, there’s hardly any benefit.
Everyone’s afraid of a fever now!
Maybe Ye Bingcheng could arrange a special channel for a separate ward.
But there’s no way to have a dedicated doctor.
The test kit hasn’t been released yet...
Things would be much better for Xiangnu in the Capital City, where special arrangements wouldn’t be an issue.
Very soon, the voice on the phone sounded weak.
"Hello..."
"It’s me, Li Yang."
"Mhm."
"You have two choices now: I can call Ye Bingcheng to find a way to get you a separate ward at the hospital, or you can tough it out. It might just be a regular cold and fever, and you’ll be fine after a night."
"It’s okay."
"Hang in there! You’ll be fine! Have faith in yourself!"