Chapter 53 The Big Brother of the First Generation List
During the evening rush hour, Beijing becomes busy.
After entering the new century, the concept of smooth travel has quickly become important in the hearts of ordinary people. Private cars and bicycles are mixed together, competing against time at every intersection where the red light turns to green, or the green light turns to red.
In a small restaurant near Tuanjie Lake, Yao Yuan, who had just eaten a fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl, pushed out the door.
Only three dollars.
Cheap!
Yao Yuan lamented the price of goods these days for the 803rd time. After going out for a few steps, he arrived at Tuanjie Lake Park. He walked around and saw the peach blossoms blooming in the capital, the green lake, the young ladies who worked hard, and the uncles who listened to the news.
Talk about the weather.
There is no way around it. In March, people in the capital will be particularly concerned about the weather.
There is no telling when there will be flying sand and dust, and the loess is endless. This thing is still difficult to predict, and there are always surprise attacks. Even with the advancement of science and technology in later generations, sandstorms can only be predicted qualitatively, not quantitatively.
A sandstorm is coming, but I don't know how big it will be.
Yao Yuan walked around the park twice to eat, wiped himself off and returned to the newspaper building.
Her employees had already gone off work, and only Liu Weiwei was here. She took the initiative to apply to do group messaging during the day and chat at night, which made herself extremely fulfilled.
And tonight is the first day that the voice chat service goes online.
"Have you eaten?"
"The lunch box ordered by Tongyi, what did Commander Yao eat that was delicious?"
“Fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl.”
"Oh, it's not as good as us."
Liu Weiwei admires Yao Yuan very much for this. When he is pretending, he is better than anyone else, and when he is not pretending, he is more grassroots than anyone else. He can go up and down, and can stretch and retract freely.
There are 20 girls in Yuliao, including Liu Weiwei, 21, but she is the voice of a substitute, and she bought a girl's image license, which is like playing a virtual idol for future generations.
Yao Yuan is divided into four groups, 6 will be online in the first batch, and 5 more will be online in a few days.
Among these six people, Wensha is among them. She is the top one and must make a splash. Even if she is not shocking, Yao Yuan himself will give her gifts to push her up.
This thing is exactly the same as the live broadcast union, except that it doesn't show its face.
In later generations, some small platforms clearly marked their prices and colluded with the labor unions: the labor unions rewarded them with high amounts of money to encourage fans to reward them. After the success of the work, the union's money was returned in full, and the fans' money was divided into 30% and 70%.
It's even easier for Yao Yuan, because the platform belongs to him and the anchor also belongs to him, so he can just change the data directly.
He and Liu Weiwei entered the studio. Several people were preparing, and they were obviously a little nervous. Some kept drinking water, and some tore open a bag of Golden Throat and threw it into their mouths.
"Stop for a moment and let me say a few words."
Seeing this, Yao Yuan simply waved his hand and gave everyone some psychological support: "Today is the first day. I know that you are all in a state of excitement. Appropriate pressure is helpful for work, but excessive stress is not good.
Today is not a performance review, just relax and perform naturally. Remember the training content I gave you, what should you do if you really have nothing to say?"
"Sing!"
"play games!"
"What should I do if the other party engages in pornography?"
"No more trouble!"
"Or change the focus!"
“What do customers need most?”
"We need to listen!"
"Very good. As long as you remember these three points today, you will be the best."
Yao Yuan paused and added: "You must be careful when engaging in pornography. You can have standards, but it cannot be pornographic. And don't do it right away. Once you feel familiar, do it slowly.
We would rather lose some low-end customers to ensure stickiness and avoid journalists and police from coming to fish for us."
After saying that, he let the girls do what they wanted, while he turned on the TV, turned down the volume, and lay down on the sofa. With him around, the girls really felt at ease.
Time passed little by little, the evening rush hour was over, and dinner was over.
Yao Yuan has already finished watching "Xinwen Lianbo" and has started watching the popular "Liu Laogen". The club's voice chat service has also been officially launched.
…………
night.
Zheng Qiming and his friends finished drinking and returned home tipsy.
He is a native of Beijing, in his 30s, and works in a government agency. His monthly salary is not much, but various subsidies can be several times the salary.
I once had a wife who was sweet during the relationship, but noisy after the marriage. In the end, no one could stand the other and she chose to divorce.
I feel good about being divorced. I feel free on my own. I have a car and a house. I can go to a young lady to comfort me when I need it. Of course, sometimes I feel empty, lonely and cold when I am alone in the dead of night.
Zheng Qiming took a shower, sat in front of the computer, and started surfing the Internet.
In the past two years, his work unit has followed suit and purchased a lot of computers. He said they wanted computers for work. He laughed to death when he thought about it. Those old guys couldn't even turn on the computer, so they were just like father-in-law!
I am different, I am only in my 30s, and I am a young comrade worthy of training.
Zheng Qiming doesn't like to play games. He just likes chatting and reading news. He often goes to BBS to feed people. After playing for a while, he suddenly remembered something and took out his mobile phone to open a text message.
There is a message received during the day, a private voice message of some sort.
He was a little curious, so he kept it. Then he would enter the URL and a magical website would pop up.
"Love Dating Club!"
“Big upgrade of chat!”
"Lianmai accompaniment, private voice, and heartbeat online, come and choose your music love partner!"
The most conspicuous place on the homepage was hung with six female Bodhisattvas. Zheng Qiming casually clicked on the first one, which was called "A Touch of New Tea."
I saw the photo first.
In the cozy room, warm soft light shines outside the window. The girl is lying on the sofa like a cat, holding a cup in her hand, a touch of foam on her lips, and two white and tender feet...
Hiss!
This appearance, this dress, these lips, and these feet have completely touched Zheng Qiming's xp. In other words, they have struck a chord with quite a few men.
Look below, a guard value is displayed: 11724!
"What's this?"
Zheng Qiming studied it.
"If you like this young lady, you can give her a small gift!"
"Subscribing through SMS can reward corresponding gifts. 1 yuan is equal to 10 guardianship points. Members who join the guardian group can obtain guardian medals, accumulate experience, upgrade, and unlock more gifts."
Zheng Qiming knew about this SMS subscription. He had subscribed to NetEase news before. When he saw that the cheapest gift was 50 cents and the most expensive was only 2 yuan, he casually ordered the 2 yuan one.
As a result, a prompt box popped up: "Members can reward gifts and choose private voice chat services. This site has launched a special promotion. As of xxxx, becoming a member can get bala bala benefits and ten minutes of free voice chat."
Zheng Qiming didn't take it seriously and immediately asked for a membership. He wanted to have a chat, but he saw the result.
"The queue for a new tea is full, please choose another object, or subscribe to the monthly subscription service to get priority in the queue..."
Tsk!
Zheng Qiming was a little angry and didn't believe in evil yet, so he patiently read the rules. There are three types of monthly subscriptions, the lowest is 10, the highest is 30, which can be superimposed.
Different chat times are available every month, and the chat length is different every day.
He compared the phone bills with those of his mobile phone. The China Express he used cost 60 cents per minute, plus monthly rent, roaming, and two-way charges.
He even thought it was cheap.
Zheng Qiming has a lot of money, so he directly pays 30, clicks again, and the swipe shows that it is connected.
"..."
For a moment, he was a little panicked because it was his first time and he didn't know what to say.
At this time, there seemed to be a tickling sound of exhalation coming from his earphones, followed by a warm, friendly and comfortable female voice saying:
"Good evening!"
"..."
"Why don't you speak?"
The female voice smiled softly, with a bit of mischief: "Then I'll hang up. You can go back to the queue."
"Good evening."
"Wow, I want to record it. At 8:20 in the evening, this was the first time you chatted with me and the first sentence you said."
"Uh... you have a nice voice."
"You are also very nice, and you sound like a local."
"Is it so obvious? My Mandarin is pretty standard."
"Obviously, but you are different from them. Listening to your voice, I think you are a bit naughty and handsome."
oops!
Zheng Qiming couldn't help but take a picture of the computer screen. The compliments from his beautiful sister made him extremely happy and relaxed unconsciously.
The topic unfolded naturally.
After chatting for a while, the female voice said: "I'm so happy chatting with you. Will you come to see me tomorrow?"
"Come when you have time."
"..."
The female voice was silent for a moment, seemed a little depressed, and said: "Okay, let's make an agreement, okay?"
"What agreement?"
"If you come to see me for three consecutive days, I can grant you a request."
Hiss!
Zheng Qiming's psychology was carefully manipulated, and he suddenly became excited and said: "Any request is acceptable?"
"Anything is okay...ah no no, you are not allowed to have any bad thoughts!"
Ouch!
Zheng Qiming was even more excited, what he wanted was this authenticity.
The female voice thought for a while and said, "You can, you can let me call you a special name."
"Huh? This is boring."
"You are this person..."
The female voice was a little shy and said, "You can call me whatever you want me to call you."
"Okay, let's make an agreement, and we can call it whatever we want."
The female voice became more shy and responded in a low voice: "Yeah~"
Just when Zheng Qiming was a little restless and his skin and flesh were slightly heated, there was a sudden click and the chat was interrupted.
Damn!!!
It was like he was pulled out halfway through being fucked, and his hormones were flying all over the room.
It’s different!
This is different!
Compared with the big job of Bathhouse 198, it doesn't involve hands-on work, but the focus is on mood.
"It's just the right time to stop, you use this to test the cadres???"
Zheng Qiming exited and took a look. It turned out that today's chat time was up, and there were instructions later: Join the guardian group of Yi Ma Xincha, obtain exclusive medals, upgrade your level, and extend the daily chat time.
He casually joined the Guardian Group and received a level 1 medal.
Afterwards, Zheng Qiming went to other people's houses and got free opportunities to chat for a while. They were all great, but there was no unique feeling that a new cup of tea brought to him.
So he ran back again.
Papapa subscribed to five 30-yuan monthly subscriptions, extending the monthly chat time. This was not over yet. He followed to the gift section and saw a reward ranking list.
The top three special exhibitions are placed at the top of the list, and the first one is called Wind Chasing Boy.
Zheng Qiming was very unhappy. He sent 10 gifts and put himself in the first place. Then he found it troublesome and left a message below:
"Who are you looking down on with a 2-dollar gift? Can you do it all at once? It's too laborious!"
In this short time alone, he has already paid off two hundred yuan in phone bills. It is not a one-time payment, but a monthly subscription.
Zheng Qiming doesn't care at all and is full of local tyranny.