Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 87 - 79. Grasping

Chapter 87: 79. Grasping

After a busy day, Mr. Lu pushed open the door of room 603 and finally returned to the dormitory.

"Lao Lu! You’re finally back!"

The three brothers all turned their gaze toward Lu Jincheng as if they were watching a Makestar Alien land on Earth.

With school having started nearly a month ago, Lu Jincheng had indeed brought countless shocks to his roommates.

Having a family with money and connections, backing him to start a coffee shop, parachuting into class office positions in the Student Union, all that was one thing.

That was the blessing of his ancestors, not something to be envied.

But this kid, damn it...

Not only was he top-notch at picking up girls, but he also made big money by casually starting a business—damn, that was truly infuriating!

Feeling worthless oneself was sad enough, but a roommate turning everything he touched into gold was even more heart-wrenching!

Right, in the eyes of the three brothers of room 603, and indeed most people, Lu Jincheng’s studio was just a casual venture.

Even though he had released two hit videos, college students couldn’t see what was really behind it.

Until Mou Keyan, who he had signed, suddenly rose to fame and soared.

"What’s going on? Are you guys missing daddy or what?"

Lu Jincheng said with a smile, changing into slippers, kicking back his legs, and leaning on the chair.

"Everyone on the forums is saying, saying that Senior Sister has struck it rich, huh! Quickly tell us brothers, how much did the live stream make in total?"

Liu Yisheng asked, blinking his round eyes with curiosity.

"The turnover that night was over twenty, and in hand... probably just over a hundred thousand?"

"It’s just the start, still not quite there, earning a bit of hard-earned money."

Lu Jincheng said nonchalantly.

"..."

The three brothers looked at each other, speechless.

A minute later, Qiang Zhihao finally broke the deadlock again.

"Lao Lu, that... since Senior Sister is doing so well, your studio must be picking up too, right? You must be sharing a decent cut, right?"

"What?"

Lu Jincheng didn’t quite understand.

"The studio must be getting a good share from Senior Sister, right?"

Zhang Gaoqiang repeated it for him.

"No, you guys have it wrong, little bro."

Mr. Lu lit a cigarette, squinting his eyes, and said, "Who’s sharing money with whom?"

"She’s a contracted employee of the studio, mind your words."

"The contract stipulates an 82% to 18% split; anyone who signs knows the deal."

"Eight... 82%?"

The three froze in their tracks, thinking they had misheard, and even feeling a bit sorry for Senior Sister.

Wait, that means...

Mou Keyan danced and interacted tirelessly, streamed all night long with constant virtual gifts like planes and rockets, and the revenue cut down was over two hundred thousand.

In the end, she only got twenty thousand yuan?

Dude, you’re freaking ruthless!

"Lao Lu, this isn’t a long-term plan, is it?"

Being the rich second generation Qiang Zhihao thought he had some insight, and he said with a grave tone.

"I don’t know how you managed to coax Senior Sister into signing, but you’re really bullying her too much!"

"I feel like with her capabilities, even a 50-50 split would be too little."

"Exactly!"

Zhang Gaoqiang immediately chimed in, "An 82% split is even darker than a construction foreman; you’re plucking the goose that lays the golden eggs, but at least those foremen give gifts during the holidays!"

Liu Yisheng didn’t make a sound, just looked at Lu Jincheng in shock.

For naive college students, an 82% share was unimaginable.

Not to mention, in their eyes, Mou Keyan was so beautiful, so charismatic, and so talented!

How could Lao Lu...how could he have the heart, or the nerve to do it!

"Hahaha, damn!"

Mr. Lu laughed as he tossed his cigarette butt into the trash can, his face carrying a hint of contempt for the naive boys.

"People concerned don’t mind, and yet you’re feeling sorry for her?"

"Let me ask you this, if it wasn’t for me constantly putting in the effort to support her from the beginning, how could she earn twenty thousand in a day?"

Zhang Gaoqiang glanced at Qiang Zhihao, who in turn looked back at Zhang Gaoqiang, stammering in response.

"Then... you give her so little, Senior Sister Mou could just go live stream on her own."

"Exactly, right."

Lu Jincheng nodded, speaking fast and assertively, like rain hitting falling leaves.

"You all can keep watching; I have arranged for edited videos to be posted on platforms like Weibo, Bilibili, and Xiaohongshu, constantly expanding the influence."

"Soon, many people will see this profitable venture and start live streaming, some with prettier faces and more professional dancing skills, they will all emerge."

"But I can say this, there won’t be any other female streamer whose influence will exceed Mou Keyan’s in the future."

"Why?"

Qiang Zhihao asked quietly.

"Why? Because she has me backing her."

"You don’t think that just any talented beauty can stand in a streaming room and without me planning, designing, and directing traffic behind the scenes, gifts would just automatically be pelted at her, do you?"

Mr. Lu crossed his arms, looking over with a half-smile.

"Isn’t that right?"

He bombarded them with questions, one after another.

"Fine then..."

At this point, Qiang Zhihao, who had felt it was unfair for Mou Keyan, was at a loss for words.

In the small dorm 603, the raw business thinking of a major boss clashed silently for the first time with the naive interpersonal understanding of young boys.

It wasn’t about right or wrong, merely different standpoints.

"Let’s drop it, Lao Lu is also right after all, he deserves to earn this money."

"Without his creative input, without the studio’s editing and marketing team luring traffic, who would even know Senior Sister Mou exists after school?"

Liu Yisheng chuckled, changing the topic, then turned and patted Qiang Zhihao’s shoulder.

"Qiangzi, tell the brothers about your date today, will you?"

"Qiangzi went on a date?"

Zhang Gaoqiang asked curiously.

"Lao Zhang, use your brain, he hasn’t been in the dorm all day, look at his hairstyle, smell the perfume on him, and this wrinkle-free clothing!"

Liu Yisheng pointed out the finely groomed Qiangzi, familiar with his transformations.

"Ah... what can I say, it was quite alright."

As soon as the topic came up, Qiang Zhihao couldn’t help but wear a proud smile.

Ever since he enrolled, he had taken a fancy to Zhong Ruixi, the brightest star from the Management College.

But since adding WeChat, she had always been lukewarm towards him.

After a trip to the Red Mill, having seen Zhong Ruixi intimately with her roommate, Qiang Zhihao had completely given up hope.

There are always more fish in the sea, and he had his pride too.

Before long, he met a senior on Super Course Time Table.

The senior, from the Dance Academy, managed her social circle meticulously.

She was extremely comfortable to be around; she could follow any topic Qiang Zhihao brought up, her demeanor refreshing.

When he passed by the Armani store and bought her a bracelet costing nearly a thousand, the sparkle in the senior’s eyes was like a summoning.

Eventually, in his father’s Audi A6, the senior rewarded him with a sweet kiss.

Wasn’t this a sure catch?

"Qiangzi, speak properly, how did it go!"

"Was it just quite alright?"

Zhang Gaoqiang moved closer, curiously observing his expression.

The girls around Lu Jincheng were numerous, and learning from his successful experiences seemed a bit out of touch.

Listening to another roommate’s story was just perfect!

"On point."

Qiang Zhihao slightly lifted his chin, squinting his eyes.

He looked just like a victorious general.