Xie Zhiyan's first official livestream went fairly well.
Thanks largely to his face, he gained over ten thousand followers in a single stream.
After ending the stream, he looked a little awkward. Without his dreadlocks or the makeup he had so carefully applied, he felt terribly insecure.
Hua Jian understood his personality somewhat, so he started selling Xie Zhiyan another grand vision.
"Third Brother, your eldest brother and Second Brother are always complaining that your band only spends money and never makes any. See? Once your livestreaming takes off, you'll be able to support the band yourself."
Xie Zhiyan's eyes lit up, and his expression turned a little haughty. "How much did I get in gifts just now?"
The assistant hurriedly answered, "Less than three thousand."
Xie Zhiyan immediately frowned in disdain. "That pittance wouldn't even cover one maintenance session for my instrument."
The assistant: ...
Hua Jian's expression remained unchanged. "That's because you don't have many followers yet. Manage your account yourself and post more videos in your spare time. Once you have more followers, you'll be able to earn enough to support the band."
After hearing that, Xie Zhiyan left brimming with determination.
"Boss, how much does Young Master Xie's band cost each month?"
"A few million, probably."
The assistant shut his mouth. His boss really was a master at selling dreams.
Hua Jian didn't notice it when he was busy, but whenever he had a moment to spare, he missed Bo Lin terribly.
It was already late at night when Hua Jian returned to the apartment.
He stood on the terrace and looked up. The sky over the Imperial Capital was dark and dull. He wondered what it was like where Bo Lin was.
Hua Jian had checked the map. Bo Lin was staying in a picturesque