"It was actually organic traffic, you brat..."
After checking the available data, Sun Lei felt both envious and pained.
Shen Lang became interested as well.
Sitting cross-legged, he borrowed Chen Yu's previous Dreamscape summaries and clicked his tongue in amazement after reading through them one by one.
"You actually made it this far on organic traffic alone. Chen Yu, you really are a genius."
Leaning against the wall in confusion, Chen Yu asked, "Is it really that exaggerated?"
"It's extremely exaggerated." Sun Lei gave a bitter laugh.
After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone and pulled up several recent media traffic-purchase contracts.
These contracts were not supposed to be made public, but since he was going to enlist anyway, he no longer cared.
Enlisting was like living a new life. All past relationships would be wiped clean, and no one could do much about a few contract breaches. He might as well let himself go.
After finding the contracts, he pointed at the revenue-sharing ratio and said to Chen Yu, "Look here. This is the traffic-purchase cost."
"Four hundred and thirty? That's pretty brutal."
"Yeah, and that's only the price for getting people to take a look. When making Dreamscapes, the biggest expense is actually buying media traffic. Most of the money earned from selling Dreamscapes goes to the traffic providers, leaving us with barely a mouthful of soup. Look at these clothes of mine. I haven't replaced them in three years."
"You're both First-Rank Dream Makers, yet you're still this strapped for cash?" Chen Yu felt as if he were hearing a fairy tale. He suspected Sun Lei was pulling his leg.
Shen Lang joined in as well, letting out a faint sigh. "Don't doubt it. First-Rank Dream Makers look glamorous, but only we know the