Downgrading Treatment

Zhao Xuan immediately understood, and after feeling relieved, she continued to explain to Jiang Siming.

"Although the contract term is longer, you have to understand that for your first stream, we're offering you an S-Class contract. The risk is already enormous, so you have to let us feel a bit more at ease, don't you think?"

Jiang Siming wasn't buying her act. He wasn't some naive, clueless otaku who could be easily fooled by a couple of sentences.

With his extensive work experience, he could handle this situation with ease.

"I know it's my first stream and I lack experience, but you can't use that as leverage for your negotiation, Ms. Zhao. Otherwise, you wouldn't be offering me an S-Class contract, would you?"

"You must have carefully considered and recognized my value to be willing to sign me with an S-Class contract. My value must surely outweigh my lack of streaming experience. Am I correct in saying that?"

Zhao Xuan was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Jiang Siming smiled and continued, "Since there's no such obstacle, there's naturally no risk as you mentioned, Ms. Zhao. Over ten years, no one can guarantee what changes might happen. To gamble my entire career and youth on a ten-year period, I think that's inhumane."

"I'm not ungrateful for how much your platform values me. How about this: let's sign the contract year by year, and change the S-Class to A-Class."

Zhao Xuan was stunned. This was the first time she had heard a streamer voluntarily lower their own contract's benefits.

"Your company has treated me with great generosity, and I am not ungrateful. I must reciprocate your kindness. I disagree with the ten-year contract, so I must make some concessions. I can't have all the benefits myself, right?"

Jiang Siming's calm and collected smile made Zhao Xuan's good impression of him rise uncontrollably.

He wasn't the kind of person she had imagined. He was willing to voluntarily lower his contract benefits in exchange for his freedom.

Not only was he suave and wise, but he also possessed strong self-control and, more importantly, immense confidence in his future.

If he weren't so confident in his future, why would he give up such a generous ten-year contract?

Once the ten-year contract was signed, even if Jiang Siming didn't meet their expectations or his popularity declined, the platform would still pay him at least ten million yuan annually.

That was equivalent to a hundred million yuan in profit over ten years, but Jiang Siming refused. Zhao Xuan truly hadn't expected this.

"Okay, I agree."

After careful consideration, Zhao Xuan nodded and agreed.

"However, the contract must stipulate that as long as the contract expires, and our platform has treated you fairly, we have the right of first refusal for renewal."

Jiang Siming readily agreed to this as well.

"I'm a sentimental person. If the platform treats me well, I'm willing to stay with your platform indefinitely."

"That's good. Happy cooperating."

Zhao Xuan smiled and shook hands with Jiang Siming again.

The contract was quickly finalized, with two copies signed and sealed by both parties.

From this day forward, Jiang Siming officially became a 'glorious' streamer!

"The A-Class signing fee is five million yuan, which the platform will disburse in three installments to your account. The first installment of two million will be transferred to your account by tomorrow at the latest."

"As for the official streaming schedule, how about we set it for the day after tomorrow? The platform will provide you with maximum publicity over the next two days."

Jiang Siming had no objections and agreed to everything.

Just then, the waiter brought the dishes, and the two, having concluded their business, enjoyed their meal.

Jiang Siming had eaten Japanese cuisine a few times before, so he didn't act like a country bumpkin making a fool of himself.

After the meal, Jiang Siming and Zhao Xuan bid each other farewell on pleasant terms.

Before leaving, they exchanged WeChat contact information.

Jiang Siming looked at Zhao Xuan's Mercedes G-Wagon driving away, then glanced down at Zhao Xuan's profile picture on his phone.

The profile picture looked like an intimate photo of a mother and daughter. The girl appeared to be around eleven or twelve years old, and the mother beside her was Zhao Xuan.

Her WeChat Moments were also filled with daily life updates with this little girl, with captions like "Daughter did this today" and "Happy birthday."

It really was a mother and daughter.

Jiang Siming was surprised that Zhao Xuan was already a mother, and her child was so grown up.

Judging by Zhao Xuan's appearance, she was in her early thirties at most. How could her child be so old? Was it an early marriage?

Moreover, the daughter didn't resemble Zhao Xuan much.

Scratching his head in confusion, Jiang Siming decided not to dwell on it. Why should he speculate about someone else's family matters?

Since he was in Xujiahui, Jiang Siming decided to buy a new computer and streaming equipment there.

Dumb Sister had told him yesterday about the necessary hardware for streaming, and they were still chatting about it.

"Brother Ming, are you in Xujiahui now?"

Dumb Sister didn't know where Jiang Siming was negotiating his contract, only that he was also in Shanghai and lived in Hongqiao, which was far from her.

"Yeah, I'm planning to buy the equipment in Xujiahui. Are you also in Xujiahui?"

"No, no, I'm at home. It's quite far from Xujiahui."

Dumb Sister, who was waiting for Erqian to try on clothes at a clothing store in Xujiahui, felt a pang of nervousness.

She was afraid Jiang Siming might invite her to meet, and she wasn't prepared at all.

She hadn't put on much makeup today; she was just accompanying Erqian to buy a couple of clothes. She didn't want to show him anything less than her best.

The guilty-feeling Dumb Sister even quickly glanced back a couple of times, as if she were afraid Jiang Siming was nearby.

She hadn't considered that she'd never met Jiang Siming before. Even if he was there, she wouldn't recognize him.

"Then I'll head off to get busy. We can chat later," Jiang Siming said, not suspecting anything, and walked towards the computer mall.

Xujiahui had a dedicated floor for digital products, filled with high-end electronics that were out of reach for ordinary people.

Jiang Siming hadn't intended to buy anything too fancy, but Dumb Sister had told him.

If he streamed and gamed at the same time, the computer's load would be too heavy. A subpar computer wouldn't just lag, but the stream's frame rate would also be greatly affected, leading to blurry video and other issues.

He had no choice but to buy a good one.

His contract signing fee was due soon, so Jiang Siming wasn't going to be stingy with this amount of money.

Just as he was wondering which store to buy from, his WeChat rang again.

"Brother Ming, there's a store called 'Jisu' in the Xujiahui electronics mall. Everything there is genuine, and the owner is honest, but it's a bit pricey. If you don't know where to buy, you can check it out there. I bought all my equipment from there."

"Okay, I'll go take a look there now," Jiang Siming agreed.

Meanwhile, in the clothing store, Dumb Sister was buzzing with excitement. She hurried to knock on Erqian's fitting room door.

"Erqian, hurry, hurry, it's urgent!"

"What's wrong, Daidai? I haven't finished trying things on yet," Erqian asked from inside.

"Brother Ming is buying a computer in Xujiahui. Let's go see him!"

The moment this idea popped into Dumb Sister's head, she couldn't control herself.

"Ah? Are you two finally meeting in person?" Erqian exclaimed in surprise.

Dumb Sister scoffed at her and said, "What are you thinking? I didn't even dress up properly today. I don't want Brother Ming to see me like this."

"Then why are you still going?"

"We'll just sneak a peek at him. We just have to make sure he doesn't spot us."

"Are you sure? What if he's really ugly? I heard that guys with nice voices often have 'casual' looks. What if he's a sloppy, middle-aged man with a beer belly?" Erqian warned.

"No way..."