A report on Boring Short Video?

Chen Mo was puzzled. Wasn’t Boring Short Video always recruiting streamers just to help him lose money? What could possibly be worth reporting?

He sat up from his chair and took the report Shen Rou handed him.

Lifting the cup on his desk, he took a sip of water, then opened the report in his hands.

Hmm.

As Chen Mo read through the report, his expression gradually darkened. His hand holding the report began to tremble slightly.

Li Shen…

Well played, Li Shen.

Chen Mo took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. Then he casually tossed the report aside.

“President Chen, is there something wrong with the report?” Shen Rou asked nervously, noticing the change in his expression.

She was confused. She had read the report too, and everything in it seemed like good news. Why did President Chen look so upset?

“It’s nothing. Go back to your work,” Chen Mo said, glancing at her and waving her off.

Shen Rou hesitated for a moment, then obediently returned to her office.

Once she was gone, Chen Mo picked up his phone and opened Boring Short Video. In the search bar, he typed: Academic Subject Live Stream.

In an instant, a list of live stream links appeared below.

He clicked on one at random.

Soon, a streamer appeared on screen, holding a textbook and explaining a problem, occasionally writing key points on the whiteboard behind them.

The live chat was filled with viewers asking questions.

Chen Mo glanced at the viewer count—over 200 people were watching.

He exited that stream and checked out a few others.

The situation was more or less the same in each one.

Every stream had a shopping cart icon, and the products inside were all educational supplies.

They really knew how to target their audience.

From what he had just seen, it was clear that most of the viewers were parents helping their children study.

Selling school supplies in streams watched almost exclusively by parents? That was spot-on marketing.

Chen Mo exited the stream, speechless, and tossed his phone aside.

A sudden sense of helplessness washed over him. If he blamed Li Shen, well, it had been his own instruction to recruit educational streamers.

But if he didn’t blame Li Shen, then why was Boring Short Video starting to generate revenue?

Granted, it wasn’t much—about 30,000 yuan in just over half a month. It wasn’t enough to affect his settlement with the system yet.

But if the platform kept growing, that income might not stay at just 30,000.

Chen Mo rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. He had anticipated that as Boring Short Video gained more users, revenue might follow.

But he couldn’t stop it.

After all, Li Shen had been following his instructions to the letter and hadn’t done any promotion for the platform.

What was worse, now that the Academic Subject Live Stream had started generating revenue, knowing the system’s nature, there was no way he’d be allowed to shut it down.

So now the situation was this: they knew the Academic Subject Live Stream might bring in income, but he had no way to stop it.

Chen Mo leaned back in his chair, lost in thought.

He began to question whether his idea of educational live streaming had been the right move.

Now that academic live streams were making money, who was to say other types of streams wouldn’t become profitable too?

After carefully considering the possibilities, he casually browsed through other types of live streams.

A while later,

He let out a long breath. No matter how he looked at it, his decision had been sound.

The academic live streams were probably just an exception.

As for the other streams he had just checked, they were all incredibly dull.

In fact, if those academic streams were aimed at schoolchildren, they probably wouldn’t have many viewers at all.

It was only because parents were being forced to help their kids study that they were watching.

So,

His overall strategy didn’t need to change.

Chen Mo exhaled slowly and looked at the report again.

Even though Academic Subject Live Stream had started generating income, it was still a small amount and didn’t affect the system’s settlement yet.

There was no need to panic, but he would definitely need to keep a closer eye on things going forward.

………………..

Beijing.

Sky Pavilion Game Club.

Chen Cong sat in front of his computer, fully focused on the game.

On screen,

His character was prone in a patch of grass on a hillside. Through his headset, he could clearly hear footsteps approaching in the distance.

Soon,

He saw someone running up from the distant hillside.

Chen Cong watched the scene unfold, a faint smile curling at the corners of his lips.

As the figure drew closer, Chen Cong didn’t hesitate. He clicked his mouse, unleashing a burst of bullets.

Caught completely off guard, the running player was instantly turned into a loot box.

Heh heh!

Chen Cong chuckled softly, quickly maneuvering his in-game character toward the box to scavenge the spoils.

He’d been playing this game for quite a while now.

Recently, he’d discovered a particularly entertaining playstyle—lying in wait like a sneaky ambusher.

After looting the box, he guided his character into the new Safe Zone, picked a bathroom to hide in, and crouched down.

Some time later,

Chen Cong had his character prone behind a tree and took out the final enemy.

As the victory announcement flashed across the screen, declaring him the winner, Chen Cong couldn’t help but laugh.

He could count on one hand the number of times he’d taken first place in solo matches.

As expected,

Only by playing dirty could he actually win.

Chen Cong took off his headset and glanced at the phone beside him. There were still over ten minutes left before the scheduled meeting.

He stood and walked out of the office, running into a club member along the way.

“President Chen!”

The club member greeted him quickly upon seeing him.

“Mm.”

Chen Cong nodded, then added, “Go out and grab some coffee. One cup for each club member. Make sure it’s from Nanhe Coffee. There’s a shop just two li from the base.”

“Got it, President Chen.”

The club member hurried off.

Chen Cong headed toward the meeting room in good spirits. As for Nanhe Coffee—since it was a business under President Chen of the Mingri Group, he figured it was worth supporting. Plus, with the shop just two li from their Sky Pavilion Club, it was convenient to buy from.

He still remembered the first time he tried Nanhe Coffee. He’d been amazed that such good coffee could be found in Jiangcheng.

He hadn’t expected Nanhe Coffee to open a location so close to the club so soon.

He really enjoyed the flavor. Ever since the shop opened, he’d been drinking a cup almost every day.

And when he was in a good mood, he’d treat the club members to a cup as well.

Just like today.

He wondered how President Chen of the Mingri Group would feel if he knew someone was supporting Nanhe Coffee every single day.