Chapter 220: Chapter 124: Battleground Eruption? Nonexistent_2

Building a website was a cash-burning endeavor. If you wanted to turn a profit, you had to rely on advertisers, but their investments were highly uncertain. Consequently, many websites faced the risk of running out of funds and going bankrupt.

Li Yuan glanced at Lin Yuwei and smiled. He did, in fact, have a plan. The idea was bold, and while he was not entirely sure if it would work, it was worth a try. This process would not be quick; completing it within a few days was impossible.

“We don’t need to worry about that for now. The priority is to attract users first. As long as we can secure a customer base, a whole series of follow-up plans will come later.”

Seeing Li Yuan’s confident demeanor, Lin Yuwei nodded slightly and raised a new issue.

“Director Li, it’s fine for now while we’re setting up the website. But once it officially launches, our current staff will be far from enough. We’ll need people for daily site maintenance, managing the different sections, moderating comments and posts, and so on…”

Li Yuan smiled and said, “I’ve already considered that. For now, I’ll need you all to shoulder a heavier burden. I’m already scouting for new hires.”

Lin Yuwei knew that the company had just been established and many things were still rough, requiring gradual development. “Director Li, I believe our company will only get better from here.”

Li Yuan chuckled. “The company’s development depends on your efforts. At most, I just come up with ideas and do the talking. When it comes to implementation, it’s all of you who have to type out the code, one line at a time…”

After reviewing the website’s progress, Li Yuan checked on the game’s development, which was moving much faster than he had expected. Xie Zheng and Hu Zhenqiang were top-notch professionals in the industry. While their ideas might not have been the most advanced, their hands-on skills and ability to execute were exceptional.

After his review of the company’s progress, Li Yuan did not leave immediately. He sent a work photo to Xia Zhijin on QQ, then went to his office to begin his grand undertaking of writing.

The expenses were piling up. Every month, salaries, utilities, property management fees, and supplies alone cost over 300,000 yuan. Including other miscellaneous costs, the total was over 400,000 yuan. This phase would last at least four to five months, possibly longer. For that entire time, money would only be flowing out. It would be a long while before the games started earning anything.

As Li Yuan’s hands flew across the keyboard, he suddenly felt like he was making unnecessary trouble for himself. With his current assets, he could just take out loans to buy dozens or even a hundred properties. He could use his royalties to cover the monthly mortgage payments, and when housing prices skyrocketed in a few years, he’d be an instant billionaire. Wouldn’t it be better to invest in some Bitcoin, buy some stocks, and just enjoy life? Why tire himself to death starting a business? If things went wrong, he could lose everything.

Or maybe, deep down, I’m not truly a slacker. After being suppressed for so long in my past life, I’ve always wanted to go out there and build something, to make a name for myself. Investing in stocks and real estate could also make money—perhaps even more than starting a business—but it lacks the same sense of achievement.

As he was writing, he saw the constant stream of messages in his fan group. Suddenly, his eyes lit up; he had an idea. This was one of his full-subscriber groups, and more importantly, Little Fish was not in it.

In the past, many fans had sent him QQ friend requests, but Li Yuan had found it too troublesome and never approved them.

Damn, I can totally muddy the waters! I can quickly get a flood of new comments to bury Little Fish’s old ones. Then I can secretly delete some of the more ambiguous messages. That way, Bai Weixi, Xia Zhijin, and the others will never find out…

The more Li Yuan thought about it, the more feasible the plan seemed. He looked at the long list of pending QQ friend requests, accepted them one by one, and created a separate category for them named “Readers.”

Then, he posted a pinned message in the group.

“Reader Event: To show my appreciation for the amazing support from all my full-subscription readers, I’m holding a comment event! Please add my QQ and leave a message on my personal space. It can be a review of the book or just anything you’d like to say to me… I will select the most insightful comments to determine the winners. When my new book is published, I’ll mail signed copies to you all. Get to it, everyone!”

As Li Yuan rarely posted in the group, his message immediately sent the 1,000-member fan group into a frenzy.

*Wow, wow, wow! I sent a friend request to Xia Hua ages ago, and he just accepted! Don’t stop me, I’m gonna get the first comment!*

*Damn, he accepted mine too! I’m off to leave a message for Xia Hua. I really, really want a signed book from him!*

*Who is that fast? I just saw the group message, and there are already dozens of comments on Xia Hua’s space!*

*Xia Hua, I’m a girl! Pick me, pick me…*

Watching the number of messages increase by the minute, Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Hehe, I’m a genius. Since I can’t control the situation, I’ll just make it more chaotic. Once there are thousands of comments, even if Xia Zhijin and Bai Weixi get suspicious, they’ll never be able to find out who she is. This should be enough to plug that loophole on my QQ space.

Time flew by, and as he was writing, it was suddenly noon.

Li Yuan checked his QQ space. The new comments had already surpassed 3,000. Finding Little Fish’s message among them now would take a very long time.

Li Yuan briefly skimmed the messages. There were many praises and even confessions of love, from both men and women.

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