The livestream platform’s reward items were divided into seven tiers.
A Dream Star — equivalent to 1 RMB.
A Dream Moon — equivalent to 5 RMB.
A Dream Sun — equivalent to 10 RMB.
A Dream Firework — equivalent to 50 RMB.
A Dream Bouquet — equivalent to 100 RMB.
A Dream Castle — equivalent to 1,000 RMB.
A Dream Spaceship — equivalent to 10,000 RMB.
And just now, “Compressed Biscuit” had sent a total of sixty-six Dream Spaceships, which was equal to 660,000 RMB.
Counting the still-blooming special effects, Ruan Xingyao’s smile was so wide it nearly reached her ears.
She had just checked the backend earlier — aside from the rewards from “Compressed Biscuit”, there were also contributions from a few onlookers enjoying the drama.
They might have been small amounts individually, but they added up.
By the end of the night, her livestream earnings had actually reached one million RMB in a single night.
I’m rich! I’m rich! I’m rich!
Ruan Xingyao rubbed her excited little hands together.
If she could earn this much from streaming every day, then paying off her debts would just be a matter of time.
Just the thought alone filled her with glee.
When the special effects finally faded away, Ruan Xingyao revealed her most genuine smile of the night.
Waving at the viewers in her livestream room, she said, “That’s it for tonight’s stream! We start early tomorrow!”
After ending the connection, Ruan Xingyao couldn’t wait to go to the backend and withdraw her earnings.
Just then, her phone rang.
It was an unfamiliar number.
At first, Ruan Xingyao thought it might be another debt collector — maybe they’d noticed her livestream and figured she had money now.
If that was the case, it wouldn’t look good to deliberately ignore the call.
After thinking about it, she swiped to answer.
On the other end came a warm, overly flattering middle-aged male voice, “Hello, Miss Ruan. I hope I’m not disturbing you this late?”
Ruan Xingyao was caught off guard by his tone.
Was… she being buttered up?
“I’m Ruan Xingyao. And you are?” she asked.
“Hello, Miss Ruan. I’m Wen Song, the business manager for the livestream platform you’re currently on,” he replied.
Hearing it wasn’t a debt collector, Ruan Xingyao relaxed.
She asked, “Mr. Wen, what can I do for you?”
Wen Song didn’t beat around the bush. “Miss Ruan, your recent livestream stats have been outstanding. I was wondering if you’d be interested in signing a contract with our platform?”
Although Ruan Xingyao’s soul had transmigrated from another world, she could still recall from the original host’s memories that when someone rushed to offer you a contract like this, there was a high chance there was a trap involved.
Want her to take a loss? Hmph, impossible!
Ruan Xingyao said, “Why don’t you tell me first, Mr. Wen—if I sign with your platform, what benefits will I get?”
Wen Song replied, “Miss Ruan, you can take a look at our contract. For free-streaming hosts who haven’t signed a contract, the most they can get is a 50% share. But after signing with us, the percentage can be negotiated.”
“Oh?” Ruan Xingyao answered casually. “Then in that case, what’s the highest percentage you can offer me, Mr. Wen?”
Wen Song also probed her in return. “According to the platform’s streamer tiers, for a newcomer like you, we usually do a 60–40 split.”
“Oh.” Ruan Xingyao again responded indifferently.
Wen Song hurriedly added, “Of course, given your data, we definitely won’t take advantage of you for nothing. How about a 70–30 split?”
“Not good enough!” Ruan Xingyao said.
She gave Baiyi a big pat on the head and said, “From what you’re saying, Mr. Wen, it sounds like most platforms out there offer about the same split. In that case, you don’t have any advantage with me at all.”
It seemed Wen Song wasn’t alone on his end.
Though no one else spoke, the silence was long enough to suggest he was discussing with someone.
After dozens of seconds, Wen Song said, “Miss Ruan, of course you can choose the best tree to roost in. But as you yourself said, most platforms in the market are the same. Instead of wasting time looking for others, why don’t we both be straightforward and settle it now?”
Ruan Xingyao couldn’t help rolling her eyes.
Listen to that—he’s talking as if she’s the one trying to win them over!
Ruan Xingyao said, “Mr. Wen, I think you haven’t quite grasped the situation. I have official backing now, and the kind of streaming I do is one of a kind on the whole internet. Do you really think I’m starting from the same line as you?”
Trying to pressure her?
Dream on!
There was another dozen seconds of silence on Wen Song’s end.
“Since you’ve spoken so frankly, Miss Ruan, we’ll show our sincerity too—an 80–20 split. If you agree, we can send someone over tomorrow to sign the contract.”
“Alright! See you tomorrow then!”
Ruan Xingyao thought for a few seconds before readily agreeing.
Although she had sounded confident when speaking, she was actually a little nervous inside.
She was in a tight financial spot and didn’t have much time to shop around for platforms—especially since she had already chosen this one before starting her streaming career.
And with the amount sitting in her account right now being so tempting, she couldn’t bear to give up 30% of it!
So after weighing the pros and cons, this platform was still the most suitable.
After hanging up the phone, Ruan Xingyao stretched lazily.
With this contract as a guarantee, plus the cooperation with the police, her future days were bound to be full of promise.
Ruan Xingyao picked up Baiyi, kissed its big head, and said, “Baiyi, don’t worry! Before your mom recovers and takes you home, I’ll make sure you live the good life, eating and drinking well!”
Baiyi barked a few times, at first just as happy as Ruan Xingyao.
But before long, its ears drooped and its eyes dimmed.
“Er! Erwer!”
[Human! Can my mom really be cured? Dogs aren’t stupid! Don’t lie to me!]
Ruan Xingyao didn’t know if Zhao Wanying could really pull through, but in front of Baiyi, she still said firmly, “Don’t worry, Baiyi! Your mom is a very strong girl—she will definitely recover and come back to you!”
“Er! Erwer!”
[Human! Then… when Mom comes back, will you leave?]
For a moment, Ruan Xingyao was genuinely stumped by the question.
To say “no” was impossible—Baiyi was, after all, Zhao Wanying’s dog.
To say “yes” might make her seem too heartless.
She ruffled Baiyi’s big head and said, “Alright, let’s leave the future to the future! For now, let’s go out for a walk!”
Baiyi immediately forgot its worries and happily followed Ruan Xingyao out the door for a stroll.
— The end of the Chapter–
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