King of the Wilderness

Chapter 443: Chapter 245: Lin Yu’an Makes a Name for Himself!

But for him, the money itself was far from enough to make him lose composure. What truly shocked him was the terrifying monetization potential represented by this number.

Just overnight, a single video created value far exceeding the total of his content creation over the past few years. This was no longer content creation; it was like printing money.

Lin Yu’an sat quietly in front of his desk, the screen’s glow reflecting on his face, which had shifted from initial extreme shock to calm analysis.

Even Old Mao’s tone carried a touch of awe, though it was awe directed at the traffic. "Brother An? Brother An, are you still there?"

Lin Yu’an took a deep breath and regained a bit of reality, "I saw it. This video completely exploded."

"It’s more than just exploding! Brother An, you’ve directly ascended! Those bastards are probably regretting it now! Exclusive contract, my ass? Now they’re begging you to post videos!"

"Oh, right, speaking of that..." Old Mao’s tone suddenly became a bit subtle, seemingly carrying a hint of satisfaction.

"In the few hours you were asleep, our new VP called an online meeting of our entire department overnight. That guy’s attitude did a complete 180-degree turn!"

"In the meeting, he first highly praised your video as an exceptionally high-quality content, and then, in front of everyone, announced his willingness to renew the exclusive contract with you at the original price, or even increase it by 20% on top of that."

"Of course, he also made demands, requiring you to ensure two updates per month, live stream twice a month, and not disable the reward function."

"In return, they would give S+ Level resource support, helping you open up various commercial channels..."

Lin Yu’an interrupted him before he could finish, "Old Mao, I understand what you mean, but I refuse."

Old Mao on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then burst into uncontrollable laughter, "Hahaha! I knew it! I knew you’d say that!"

"At that moment, I wanted to reply like that on your behalf! Now they’re regretting whatever they were thinking before!"

Old Mao quickly switched to a professional mode, "Brother An, listen to me, this is important! Next, your email, private messages, every contact method will be flooded."

"Media, brands, MCNs, all kinds of characters... Remember, don’t reply to anyone! Not a single one! Stay silent!"

"I understand that." Lin Yu’an responded.

Of course, he understood. Overnight, he transformed from a content creator in need of platforms and brands to top-tier traffic itself. The offense and defense situation had shifted.

Old Mao continued, "We need a plan! A comprehensive plan! You’re no longer considering which contract to sign, but how to maximize the benefits!"

"Brother An, you now have what every creator dreams of! Absolute discourse power!"

"We can establish our own studio, customize collaborations reversely, we can..." Old Mao’s voice was filled with a suppressed excitement, as if he already saw mountains of gold and silver.

The subconscious "we" in his words made Lin Yu’an’s eyes flicker slightly.

Just under twelve hours ago, Old Mao’s tone on the phone was filled with apology and helplessness, regretting Bilibili and Archaeopteryx’s "abandonment."

At that time, he was a Bilibili employee standing up for his friend. And now, he saw a huge business opportunity, instinctively tying himself to this opportunity.

Lin Yu’an didn’t blame him; the bustling world is all about profit. Old Mao couldn’t escape it.

In this moment, more than ever before, he clearly realized that when the level of interest undergoes qualitative change, various possibilities hidden in human nature are triggered.

"Old Mao, calm down first." Lin Yu’an interrupted him again.

His voice was not loud, yet carried an undeniable force that stopped the torrent of words on the other side of the phone abruptly.

"A plan is necessary, but not now. You’re right, but for me, nothing has changed now."

"What?" Old Mao was stunned, his tone full of disbelief, "Brother An, how can you say nothing has changed? The whole world has changed!"

Lin Yu’an’s voice was calm and even, "I will continue to make videos at my own pace, documenting my life. As for business matters... I’ll just go with the flow."

His gaze traversed past the screen to the endless snowfield outside the window, a slight but meaningful smile appearing on his face.

"Go with the flow?" These words were like a bucket of ice water pouring over Old Mao’s enthusiastic heart.

He could almost imagine Lin Yu’an’s indifferent demeanor at that moment, to him, it felt like ignoring abundant wealth, squandering achievements.

"My brother! How can you just go with the flow!" Old Mao’s tone turned anxious; his previous excitement quickly replaced by a frustration of high expectations dashed.

"Brother An, listen to me, internet traffic is time-sensitive! Popularity comes fast and leaves just as quickly! Now is the best time, the eyes of the world are on you!"

"We must seize this window to convert the traffic into tangible benefits and influence!"

He took a deep breath, trying to make his tone sound more professional, more convincing:

"Think about it, brands like Archaeopteryx must be eager to offer you new contracts now, and the terms are definitely ten times more favorable than before!"