Just give a three-second close-up shot of the patch on the inside of the winter coat when you change gears before setting off.
Concealed, practical, and unobtrusive.
The third company is a coffee bean manufacturer that focuses on portable outdoor use.
The asking price is $60,000.
The requirement is to brew a cup of hot coffee using a portable pour-over coffee maker against a snowy backdrop.
This list best suits the tastes of the followers of the lifestyle account.
The pure white snow, the rising steam, and the amber liquid of freshly ground coffee create an atmosphere that is incredibly soothing.
Three deals were finalized, totaling $150,000.
Su Wei continued scrolling down.
An unknown small health supplement company sent a long letter offering a high price of $80,000.
They demanded that Su Wei verbally promote their supposedly miraculous pill that could instantly resist the extreme cold in the video.
Su Wei clicked on the sender's avatar, selected "block," and then cleared the chat window.
I wouldn't touch a product with no certification, no ingredients, and no manufacturer information, even for 300,000 yuan.
These shady jobs that promise quick profits will ruin your account after just one transaction.
He then rejected several small, OEM factories whose products were clearly not as advertised and whose comments section was constantly filled with criticism.
Ten minutes later.
He noted down the names of the three approved brands in his memo.
They then replied to the email confirming the cooperation, along with their bank account information in Kodiak Town.
The target audience of lifestyle accounts primarily seeks authentic daily life experiences and a sense of companionship.
As long as the products featured are logically consistent with everyday life and not forced in, fans are perfectly accepting of bloggers making money through advertising.
After finishing the last bite of purple cabbage dipped in salad dressing, the high calories from the beef began to be released in my stomach.
A steady warmth surged through my limbs and bones.
The passive effect of reducing lactic acid buildup has already been lurking in the body's muscle groups.
Su Wei stood up, tidied up the empty plates and cutlery, and put them in the dishwasher.
Cotton Candy was still munching on the last bit of meat scraps in the corner.
He turned and went into the bedroom, opened the top drawer of the bedside table, and took out a black leather notebook.
Open the cardboard cover.
The yellowed pages were densely covered with black ink records of the flow of funds over the past few months.
From the initial expense of buying fishing gear, to the bounty for hunting wolves, to Charles's initial capital of 500,000.
He pulled a black ballpoint pen from the pen holder.
At the end of the line for the final payment of the project – Matt Polar Solid Shield Engineering Team– a horizontal line was drawn forcefully.
The $600,000 has been settled.
Immediately afterwards, he started a new line below the horizontal line and wrote:
Phase 1 expansion project: 300-meter professional shooting range and renovation of old wooden houses.
The text is followed by a precise number: $1,374,000.
Additional footnote: US$450,000 has been prepaid.
Su Wei held the pen, looking at the string of numbers on the notebook.
Even with Charles's money and the profits from the two accounts, his account held more than three million US dollars.
But once this expense is recorded, half of the funds will have to be allocated.
Building this blueprint from scratch in a wilderness involved enormous daily expenses.
If not handled carefully, a break in the funding chain could lead to a complete collapse.
But he felt no panic or anxiety.
This thick ledger records that every expenditure resulted in tangible, real goods.
From that dilapidated wooden house that always leaked wind and rain.
Now, a bulletproof exhibition hall stands on the lakeside, equipped with four major ecosystems.
He was all alone, and even when buying a gun, he was very careful with his money.
Now it possesses top-of-the-line equipment, a reliable engineering team, and stable channels for monetization.
For him, wealth accumulation was no longer just a string of virtual numbers in a bank account that could depreciate at any time.
Rather, they are the solid bricks and tiles that allow the territory to expand outwards continuously.
This sense of control, built on meticulous calculation and strong execution, brought him an unprecedented sense of security.
The pen tip made two heavy taps on the paper, leaving a small black dot.
Su Wei closed the notebook and put it back in the deep drawer, just as it was.
He glanced at the wooden wall clock.
10:15 PM.
Emily texted to say that they should meet at the gas station at the entrance of town at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.
It takes two hours to drive there, so he has plenty of time to finish the last bit of work.
Su Wei walked back to the hall and sat down in the gaming chair in front of the computer desk.
The Cotton Candy has finished eating all the diced meat.
He was curled up near the radiator vent, his thick tail covering his nose, fast asleep.
Su Wei opened the drawer, took out a black high-speed card reader, and plugged it into the port on the side of the computer.
A notification sound indicating successful device read operation was heard.
The folder popped open automatically, revealing dozens of gigabytes of uncompressed 4K high-definition video footage.
These are all records of the entire process he completed this morning in Old Hope's workshop, installing the prosthetic eye on the Kodiak Brown Bear King skeleton.
He double-clicked the icon for the professional video editing software on his desktop.
The software starts, and the black working interface has finished loading.
Long press and drag the mouse to bring the first 20-minute segment of original footage into the timeline below.
A video immediately lit up in the monitor window in the upper right corner.
The scene depicts the stark white light from the cold lamps in a temperature-controlled room, and the gleaming miniature carving knife in Su Wei's hand.
And as the progress bar is dragged to the end, there's Dragon's Fury of dark red, top-quality artificial eyes, perfectly fitted into their empty eye sockets.
Even if it's just through an LCD screen.
The oppressive aura of that 600-kilogram ancient behemoth, as if it had been resurrected from the dead, still assaulted my senses without reservation.
Su Wei grabbed the listening headphones and put them on, then completely covered the mouse with his palm.
My thumb is on the keyboard shortcut, ready to issue the cutting command.
Chapter 209 Raptor drastically alters trade orders, preparing for tomorrow's skiing.
The sound of keyboard typing filled the air.
The dual monitors emitted a faint, cool glow.
On the left is a vast library of original 4K footage.
On the right side, the timeline of the professional editing software is divided into dozens of fragmented video clips.
Su Wei gripped the mouse, dragged the cursor, and forcibly merged the two audio waveforms.
This is a piece of pure low-frequency heavy percussion.
He cut out all mid-to-high frequency noise, retaining only the extremely low-frequency drumbeats that could cause chest resonance.
Press the space bar with your finger.
The monitor window begins its preview.
The image is cut to the stark white light of Old Hope Studios.
The silver metal blade of the miniature carving knife flashed by.
The directional microphone captured the subtle hissing sound of a blade cutting through polyurethane foam.
After being amplified, the sound directly hits the eardrums.
The progress bar moves forward at a constant speed.
The camera cuts to an extremely close-up shot.
The pair of priceless, Switzerland- made, exquisite prosthetic eyes— the Dragon's Fury —filled the entire screen.