"Tell me your thoughts first."
Zhao Weiwei asked eagerly.
Gu Bai straightened up, his voice also rising a little.
"I'm planning to set up an influencer incubation base, creating influencers through an assembly line method, and then monetizing through these influencers. As for how to monetize, there are so many ways.
Live streaming, taking on advertisements, or selling products, any of these are future monetization trends."
"Influencer incubation base?"
Li Zhun and Zhao Weiwei were hearing this term for the first time.
"That's right, an influencer incubation base.
Exactly as it sounds, by signing up people who have the potential to become influencers, using resources to turn them into influencers, and then leveraging them to attract fans and monetize.
As for who to sign, well, it could be those with special talents or simply those who are good-looking; it's all about signing people based on audience preferences. Whatever type of influencer the audience likes, that's the type we'll create."
After speaking, Gu Bai turned his head with a smile, looking at Zhao Weiwei, and said, "Brother Zhao, do you now understand why I wanted to bring you in?"
"Are you talking about my Xingnai Model Company?"
Gu Bai nodded.
"That's right, the current short video audience is mostly young people, and beautiful and handsome influencers are still the most popular. As a model agency, I suppose Brother Zhao lacks none other than resources in beautiful and handsome people, right?"
"Are you really sure this influencer incubation base has potential?"
Although he was very confident, Gu Bai didn't give Zhao Weiwei any guarantees, as no venture is entirely certain—being someone who has been reborn doesn't change that, it just allows him to see further and more accurately.
He countered by asking Zhao Weiwei, "How many more years can your model agency survive under its current model? Instead of treating it as junk in a couple of years, why not transform early?"
Gu Bai's words hit the mark.
Even though losing a few million each year didn't seem much to him, if it continues like this, what will happen when he runs out of funds to inject into the company?
Li Zhun listened to all this and gradually calmed down, directly asking Gu Bai, "Old Gu, just share your thoughts."
"My idea is that the three of us could partner to start a company, and the company would operate in line with the broad direction I just mentioned.
If you guys are willing, I have over 100 million in funds right now and can invest 80 million. As for how much you want to invest, feel free to decide."
Including the 120 million dream fund released by the system in the morning, he currently had 134 million in his card, planning to keep 50 million as a contingency.
As soon as Gu Bai finished speaking, the lively venue suddenly quieted down.
A few seconds later, Tian Shu exclaimed, "You say you have over a hundred million at hand? Wow, Gu Bai, does your family own a mining business?"
Over a hundred million—a line that takes just a second to utter, yet detonation when presented before someone is unparalleled.
Moreover, this isn't a space where people average billion-dollar net worths online, even though the families of Li Zhun and the others each have over 10 billion in assets; remember, it's 'family', not them.
Since they're second-generation rich, they understand the concept of having over a hundred million in cash.
Each of the ten or so people had varied reactions after hearing Gu Bai's words.
The young ladies Zhao Weiwei brought along almost wanted to jump straight into Gu Bai's arms; they harbored no doubt about his boasting—what type of setting is this? Just the combined family assets of those present could surpass a trillion, why would anyone boast here?
The only one appearing relatively normal was Li Zhun, having witnessed Gu Bai treating money like dirt earlier that morning.
"Old Gu, if you're not joking, maybe the three of us can find a time to formally discuss this matter."
Zhao Weiwei immediately echoed the sentiment.
Gu Bai nodded.
He was merely outlining his idea; ultimately, it's a billion-dollar business, not something to decide with a few words in a nightclub setting.
Tian Shu grinned and ran over to Gu Bai.
"Old Gu, can you give a hint about what your family does?"
"Specifically, I'm not too sure, but I know it's in the energy sector."
After saying this, Tian Shu's gaze toward Gu Bai instantly changed, and Gu Bai's status in their minds increased a few notches.
The energy sector can absolutely be dubbed a profitable industry.
But given the country's situation, any enterprise involved in energy definitely possesses great influence.
Gu Bai looked at their expressions and could guess their thinking, but honestly, he wasn't lying; Gu Bai's father Gu Jian Country did run a small natural gas company.
At most, one could say he was just borrowing prestige.
Tian Shu didn't ask further, and Gu Bai leaned back into the sofa again.
Luo Yaqian leaned into Gu Bai, tracing small circles on his chest with her finger, coquettishly saying, "President Gu, if President Zhao agrees with you, would we lose our jobs?"
Gu Bai grabbed her hand.
"That's not something you need to worry about."
"I'm just concerned; except for a figure, we don't know much, if we lose our jobs, we'd probably starve," Luo Yaqian pitifully nudged Gu Bai's chest.
Gu Bai knew she was talking nonsense, but still, with a playful grin whispered in her ear, "Then you better step up your game. Keep me happy, and not only won't you starve, you'll be more than well-fed."
Slowly climbing onto Gu Bai's chest, Luo Yaqian blew hot air into his ear.
Suddenly, the music in the room got louder, and Zheng Kai appeared on the stage.
Screams erupted from the crowd, and Zheng Kai energetically performed.
Gu Bai watched Zheng Kai on stage, his mind wandering elsewhere.
If he didn't have the system, his future development might not even compare to his.
But life doesn't entertain what-ifs; Gu Bai is simply designed to be a chosen one.
After a day, Gu Bai truly understood what reality meant. Those girls who would never have thought of him in his previous life were now throwing themselves at him, and glamorous celebrities were respectfully in front of him. This is the charm of money.
He only thought for a moment, and Gu Bai's thoughts returned to reality.
Life is not worth deep inquiries; happiness should be enjoyed timely!
Since I have a second chance at life, this time Gu Bai should enjoy the best!
.............................
At the entrance of TAXX.
A group of security guards surrounded Gu Bai and his companions tightly.
Young men and women passing by would occasionally glance over in their direction.
"Who are these people? Such a big scene."
A couple who was about to leave saw this scene, and the guy said sourly.
The girl tugged on his arm: "Keep your voice down, what if they hear you? Didn't you see the big screen just now? These people are VIPs of booth number 000. I saw Zheng Kai personally toasting them. They're all so young; they must be rich second generations."
"Cut it, just a bunch of second-generation spoiled brats depending on their family's wealth."
"Stop being so bitter. If you had their family background, you'd be even wilder than them."
"What do you mean, I'm bitter? Me, bitter about them?"
"Okay, okay, you're not bitter. I'm the bitter one."
After speaking, the girl swung her bag and turned to leave.
The guy, feeling his pride was insulted, persistently chased after her.
"Make yourself clear! What do you mean by that!"
...
Gu Bai certainly didn't know about this scene, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.
When he was dirt poor, his mindset wasn't much different from theirs.
Zhao Weiwei, swaying as he held onto Xia Xiaoping, approached Gu Bai, first instructing Luo Yaqian: "I'll give you a few days off, take good care of President Gu. As for the reward, I will have Director Xu give it to you."
Then he looked at Gu Bai.
"Old Gu, the next few days you should have fun, let me know if you need anything. I can't promise anything else, but among the hundred-plus people in my company, if there's anyone you fancy, just let me know.
After a couple of days, the three of us will arrange another meeting to discuss how to set up your influencer incubation base."
Gu Bai knew Zhao Weiwei drank too much, and continuing the conversation would lead to sensitive 404 topics, so he signaled "OK" and left with Luo Yaqian.
After bidding farewell to Li Zhun and others, Gu Bai arrived at his Lamborghini.
He tossed the keys directly onto Luo Yaqian.
"Can you drive? You didn't drink tonight, so you drive."
After speaking, without waiting for her reaction, he got into the passenger seat.
Luo Yaqian got into the driver's seat, fastened her seatbelt dutifully, and cautiously started the bull.
Then, amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, the bull roared deafeningly and sped away.
Sitting in the passenger seat, the wind blowing through the window made the effects of alcohol slowly kick in.
"Do you know where to go?"
"Huh?"
Focused on driving, Luo Yaqian was startled when Gu Bai spoke.
"Head to Shangri-La."
After speaking, without caring for Luo Yaqian's reaction, he closed his eyes.
As for what would happen at Shangri-La, Luo Yaqian knew very well. She had mentally prepared herself as soon as she arrived at TAXX.
Not to mention that after tonight, her contract level would be upgraded, and the company would reward her significantly.
Moreover, the Gu Bai in front of her, regarding appearance, was not inferior to those pretty boys, and in terms of wealth and status, those pretty boys had no qualification to compare. Luo Yaqian didn't resist at all; rather, she even secretly anticipated it.
Shangri-La Hotel wasn't far; it took just over ten minutes to get there.
The hotel security spotted the Lamborghini from afar and promptly went up to greet them.
After a brief nap, Gu Bai also sobered up a bit.
Shangri-La front desk.
"Book me a presidential suite."
"Hello, the presidential suite's cost per day is 60,000. How many days would you like to book?"
Gu Bai thought for a moment and booked it for a week, as the dorm was empty and untidy, better to stay at the hotel.
Booking the presidential suite wasn't for showing off; it was entirely for the experience. After all, in two lifetimes, he hadn't experienced the taste of a presidential suite.
"Hello, with the discount, that will be a total of 380,000."
"Charge my card."
Seeing Gu Bai spend 380,000 as if it were 38, Luo Yaqian's heartbeat quickened.
Though she'd heard of people spending hundreds of thousands in a hotel casually, seeing it firsthand was a different matter. While modeling is a high-income industry, it doesn't go that high. For someone like her, who's a minor player in the industry, earning 200,000 to 300,000 a year was already the top end.
It was equivalent to Gu Bai spending more than a year of her salary in just a few seconds.
Gu Bai didn't bother to guess her thoughts. He directly embraced her and walked into the presidential suite's private elevator amidst the respectful gazes of the staff.
Within the Shangri-La presidential suite room, unusual sounds continued to emanate.