Hu Youyu Wants to Stream

Everyone fell silent for a moment. Hu Youyu sighed. "Then we were being shallow. We forgot that you're rich."

"It's not like I'm rich to that extent. I just have enough to live on." Wang Yan smiled and waved a hand. "If I were really broke, then needless to say, I'd definitely seize an opportunity like that. I wouldn't be going on about freedom and all that nonsense. The influencer economy makes people rich fast these days. If you catch the wave, making a few hundred thousand is easy. I don't lack money, but honestly, I get envious watching it too. I just don't want to deal with the negative effects. It's better to live more freely."

"Yeah, you've got life figured out." Ma Qiushan nodded, though there was still a trace of dejection in his voice. He had indeed gotten a little too worked up just now. Only after calming down did he realize he had lost his composure.

Wang Yan modestly waved his hand. "Not really. I'm just used to taking it easy and don't like messing around for no reason."

Ma Qiushan's reaction did not surprise him. After all, the man had once been a big boss, but now he was bankrupt and unemployed, trying to figure out how to make a comeback. Someone around him had happened to become connected to one of the hottest influencers around—of course his first thought would be how it could benefit him. Although they had only known each other for two days, they were at least somewhat acquainted. If nothing else, getting a friendship discount on some promotion would be a good thing.

After taking a sip of beer, Wang Yan continued, "Actually, if you like it, you can do it yourselves. Get a phone, set up a stand, put