Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!-Chapter 62 - 57. Enter the booming industry

Mr. Lu, the experienced driver, sped along National Avenue and dropped the two back at the university.

Upon returning to the dorm, Lu Jincheng first tackled the task assigned to him by the counselor, asking in the class group chat,

"Is there anyone interested in participating in the freshmen evening party? If you’d like to sign up, please fill out the registration form."

Most class monitors would photocopy dozens of forms and distribute them to their classmates.

Lu Jincheng, who hated clerical work, simply threw a digital copy into the group chat, letting anyone interested print it themselves.

As he had expected, the response in the group chat was sparse.

He leaned back in his chair, legs propped up on the table in the least taxing position for his waist, his hand moving the mouse back and forth.

While chatting with the girls, he searched for something on the browser.

The browser’s search bar boldly displayed four characters, "Jiangnan Garden."

Indeed, after his chat with Guan Yongyi that evening, Mr. Lu also started to think about buying a house.

This wasn’t just because he knew that property prices would soar in the future, but for deeper reasons too.

Although physically a sprightly eighteen-year-old, his twice-lived soul struggled to accept the current communal living.

He needed a private space of his own by any means.

Solitude was an essential for a grown man.

"The apartments in this complex costs over eight thousand per square meter. Staying near school occasionally, a two-bedroom would suffice, considering I’ll buy better ones in the future..."

Mr. Lu silently calculated in his mind.

"The funds from the stock market could provide a bit of cash, while the main investment isn’t a big issue."

"Having my own place makes it convenient to bring girls back, too."

He was known for his decisiveness, taking only minutes to make a significant decision that most would mull over for a while.

After selling his stocks ahead of schedule the day before, he contacted He Ying, the president of the Student Union, and forwarded Zhong Ruixi’s name.

Upon seeing Zhong Ruixi’s photos, the response was straightforward, pulling her application details instantly and locking her in as one of the hosts for the welcoming party.

Attractive hosts please not only the audience but the organizers as well.

"I registered~"

"But, isn’t Douyu a game streaming platform? I don’t play games..."

On his computer screen, Mou Keyan’s WeChat lit up.

In 2014, a local Internet star from Jiang City, Douyu Live, officially launched.

In September, Douyu Live was still considered a budding game streaming platform to the public.

After signing the contract with his senior, the first task he delegated to Mou Keyan was to register a streaming account.

She registered and logged in only to see various game streams, not quite understanding Mr. Lu’s plan.

"You don’t play games, but you can dance."

Lu Jincheng smiled and quickly typed.

"Huh? Are you suggesting I live stream dance on Douyu?"

"But I have classes during the day, and it might be inconvenient at night in the dorm~"

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Mou Keyan rapidly sent back three messages.

"Don’t worry about that; I’ll arrange the place for you, let’s test it out first."

In its burgeoning stage, the live streaming platform, with its inconspicuous dance zone, had not yet come under stringent scrutiny or detailed demerit schemes.

For example, showing a third of the cleavage is allowed, but more than that will be deducted.

Similarly, displaying the bottom line is allowed, but continuous exposure is not.

Leg lifts are permitted, but revealing underwear is not; showing the entire back is fine, but camel toe is unacceptable.

Previously, Mr. Lu once drank with President Chen of Douyu and asked him,

"Why were things better before, and why did you create so many stupid rules?"

Holding his glass, President Chen sighed deeply, his tone full of regret,

"No choice, the dance zone is a major revenue generator, and we really tried our best to keep it."

It’s easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to revert.

With President Chen’s mention of "tried our best," he deeply expressed the frustration of many veterans.

The Douyu Dance Zone, with its innovative host styles and numerous wealthy "Charming Witches," draws immense traffic.

Where heavy money lies, complaints inevitably follow.

Naturally, many were envious, leading to a myriad of complex rules that severely limited the dancers’ performances.

Thigh-high stockings and ripped tights could be worn, but tearing motions were forbidden; splits and handstands were allowed but had to be reported in advance; thong straps must not show, nor be pulled up to the waist; brief body touches were allowed, but only for up to 10 seconds...

Under pervasive scrutiny, the dance zone saw a significant drop in borderline traffic, and sponsors loudly declared their boredom.

"How do we test this, hmm... like this, dance just for you?"

After saying this, Mou Keyan sent a short video.

Mr. Lu clicked on it, and what caught his eye was a large floor mirror in a practice room.

In front of the mirror, she wore a long, tight dress that extended to her shins, the red color undulating on her figure, perfectly outlining her voluptuous curves—extremely seductive.

To match the red dress, her hair was also styled.

Thick, curled waves highlighted her maturity, with exquisite makeup and fiery red lips, she smiled warmly at the camera.

Mou Keyan, still an undergraduate student far from her prime,

yet, it was this blend of naivety and sexiness that gave her an unusual allure.

Like a rose not yet bloomed at the summer solstice, seemingly ready to burst forth lavishly at the next moment with a gust of wind and a flick of her hands as the music started.

The video of Mou Keyan dancing alone was captivating, making one eager to witness her truly dazzling bloom.

"No hurry, you’ll see when the time comes."

The senior sister was very cooperative, and Mr. Lu was very satisfied.

Professionalism breeds excellence, unlike other female hosts in the current Douyu Dance Zone who either skirt the rules or sell laughs, Mou Keyan, a beautiful woman trained in dance, was obviously dominating the live streams.

From her looks to her physique to her skills, she was unbeatable.

In this era, the internet economy was just budding, with significant information gaps in many sectors.

Take dance students, for instance; by the time most people realized that live streaming could be profitable, the industry had tightened regulations and was on the decline.

In those wild early days, those who actively sought opportunities and dared to experiment with live streaming often came from unstable professions and felt something lacking.

Like top skilful technicians, KTV princesses, club beauties...

They stepped into the limelight, enhanced their beauty, wore stockings, and transformed into talent hosts, thanking top donors with sweet, coquettish voices.

They had undying desires, upward ambitions, were ready to fight for everything, and even willing to sacrifice their bottom lines.

Stepping into a booming era to make big money was only natural for them.

But now,

Mr. Lu, with the more powerful, more attractive, and more skilled Mou Keyan, was unstoppable in advancing into this industry ahead of schedule.

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