Anchor is forced to operate daily

Wang Yang, who knew about Cheng Yao's condition, expected that Pei Yanzhi might make such a request, and asked, "To what extent?"

Pei Yanzhi: "The length of the live broadcast has been reduced from 120 hours to 60 hours per month, and the holidays have increased from 4 days to 10 days per month."

This cut was too much, and Wang Yang was a little embarrassed for a while: "It's too much, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the company to agree."

"What I mentioned is not the upper limit, but the lower limit."

Pei Yanzhi knew that he would react like this, so he explained patiently.

"Yaoyao now broadcasts live broadcasts every day in class, and the monthly live broadcast time of playing games is actually far more than 120 hours. I pressed it to 60 to avoid emergencies. You should understand what I mean."

Reflexively, Wang Yang glanced at Cheng Yao, who was buried in the soup, and immediately understood, but he still hesitated.

Pei Yanzhi smiled, and continued: "Actually, these people who don't use cards are so dead, Fugu is willing to spend so much money to keep Yaoyao because the gifts in his live broadcast room are all genuine, right?"

This is right to the point.

In the final analysis, the main revenue of the live broadcast platform depends on the gifts sent by the audience to the anchor.

It is also an open secret that every live broadcast platform has a "contract gift". The operation behind the agreement between the platform and the anchor seems to be a lot of expensive gifts at one time, but in fact it is only for the drainage effect of the whole station broadcast. The anchor does not get a penny.

There are also some contracted anchors whose salary income is sent out through gifts.

And the gifts received by Yuanyuan Wanli are all real gold and silver.

Not only that, because it has become popular, Cheng Yao can also attract a lot of external traffic to Blowfish TV.

In addition, Pei Yanzhi was able to attract the potential benefits of the extensive network of people of Xiaohuya's level.

All of these are accumulated together, which is the entire energy of the remote money tree.

Faced with such a huge profit, how can capital let go.

"Personally, I can accept it, but if, I mean, if..." Wang Yang couldn't help testing Pei Yanzhi's tone, "What if the company can't accept the reduction of the live broadcast time?"

Cheng Yao felt like they were chanting scriptures when they were chatting, and he didn't care to listen at all. He just thought that the food in this restaurant was really good.

He carefully peeled a garlic crayfish, turned his head and handed it to Pei Yanzhi's mouth, blinking his eyes expectantly.

Pei Yanzhi immediately put down the topic at this time, lowered his head, bit the shrimp and ate it, and then said softly, "It's delicious, how about another one?"

Cheng Yao was very happy, as if there was a puppy tail wagging behind him, he narrowed his eyes and nodded with a smile.

"Good~"

"Slowly, be careful not to let the shrimp shell scratch your hands."

"I'm wearing gloves, it's fine~"

While peeling the prawns, Cheng Yao suddenly felt his nose itchy, because it was hard to scratch with gloves on, so he turned around and rubbed his head on Pei Yanzhi's shoulder.

The dog food arrived unexpectedly.

Wang Yang had read countless people and reacted very quickly. He could tell everything from Pei Yanzhi's eyes.

Such a passionate love has obviously been completely planted in Cheng Yao's hands.

In an instant, Wang Yang felt that the asking price of 6000 million seemed very polite.

Sure enough, Pei Yanzhi turned his head, his expression was as polite as before, but what he said made people think and fear.

"There's always someone who can take it."

"For example...?" Wang Yang was frightened.

"My relationship with Shark TV is not bad." Pei Yanzhi smiled.

Wang Yang panicked all of a sudden, his legs went limp from fright.

Who doesn't know that pufferfish and sharks, as the two giants in the live broadcasting industry, are in dire straits all day long!

If Yaoyao Wanli is willing to switch platforms, Sharks will be 1 willing under the same conditions.

Cheng Yao, who was serious about peeling shrimp, didn't listen carefully to their chat topic. When he caught some keywords, his ears moved, and he looked at Pei Yanzhi and said, "Are you going to sharks?"

Pei Yanzhi reached out and poured him a glass of juice: "Not necessarily."

"Then if you go to the shark..." Cheng Yao rolled his eyes and blinked: "Aren't you in the shark's live broadcast room, how about I live directly in your live broadcast room!"

Pei Yanzhi smiled knowingly, reached out and pinched his face gently: "Okay, whatever you say is fine."

While talking and laughing, Wang Yang's mentality disappeared.

"Don't worry, puffer fish is bad, Wanli." Wang Yang seized the time to rescue him, worrying that the two of them discussed it by themselves.

Cheng Yao turned his head: "The puffer fish is also very good."

"Just here at Pufferfish. It's very troublesome to switch platforms." Wang Yang's cold sweat had solidified, and he turned to look at Pei Yanzhi, "I will discuss the live broadcast time with the company, and there should be no problem."

Pei Yanzhi spoke softly, but it always made people feel that there was a hidden knife in his smile: "Well, please trouble Mr. Wang."

Wang Yang took a deep breath, picked up the wine glass and held the glass with Pei Yanzhi, and suddenly remembered something after both of them drank the green plum wine: "Speaking of which, there is one more important thing. I contacted with CCLV TV station, I want to interview Wanli, is it convenient for you?"

CCLV is a serious official TV station, the threshold is very high, even Pei Yanzhi was taken aback: "What kind of interview?"

"The program interview should be on TV and in newspapers." Wang Yang smiled.

Pei Yanzhi raised his eyebrows lightly, then turned to Cheng Yao and asked, "Yaoyao, do you want to go on TV?"

Cheng Yao raised his hand and put the peeled crayfish into his mouth, and reached out to take another one from the basin: "Do you want to ask me a lot of questions?"

Pei Yanzhi nodded: "Well, but you can know in advance what questions they will ask you, just answer them one by one during the interview."

"Is there any benefit?" Cheng Yao asked again.

Pei Yanzhi chewed the shrimp meat with a satisfied face, and said: "Well...the TV on CCLV TV station is very good, and more people will know you and watch your live broadcast."

There will be more people watching the live broadcast.

Great.

This was the information Cheng Yao read from Pei Yanzhi's words, and from the expression on his face, Pei Yanzhi should agree.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yao didn't think too much, and nodded in agreement.

This is settled.

At the end of the meal, everything that should be said has been said. The bottom line of the puffer fish was originally 6000 million, but after chatting, it turned into not letting sharks go thousands of miles away.

That's basically the deal with the renewal.

6000 million is 6000 million, just a Pei Yanzhi standing here is sure to make a profit.

It's a pity that Bai has been hyping Wanshuang CP for so long, and he will have to work on Yan Yao in the future.

Half a month later, the most expensive contract in Puffer TV's history came to an end.

As a result, Pei Yanzhi appeared more and more often in the footage of Yaoyao Wanli's live broadcast room. Sometimes Cheng Yao took a rest and fell asleep, and only Pei Yan sat in this substitute, chatting with the barrage while playing Plants vs. Zombies.

Lu Cheng said that the person who tied the bell needs to be untied. Since the key to Cheng Yao's illness lies on the nut wall, he can also start from here to cure it, and it may have a miraculous effect.

Pei Yanzhi didn't understand psychology, so he thought over and over again that this wild and unconstrained statement was not very credible.

KIKI also said that this product is pure nonsense.

Forget it, it doesn't matter, anyway, Yaoyao Wanli is strictly controlled, and he is not allowed to play any difficult games.

Let alone PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, even the 4399 adventure category is a forbidden area.

Plants vs Zombies would be a good fit.

That's it, anyway, idle is idle, maybe there is really some miracle.

Anyway, I can't see the use of it at the moment. No matter how he puts the nut wall and sunflower Cheng Yao, he looks calm. He hasn't seen Pei Qian playing with his tail.Every day, I can't lift my spirits lazily, it is difficult to concentrate, my study progress is slow, and I feel sleepy at every turn.

Still insomnia.

Still have heart palpitations in the middle of the night and headache when waking up.

Still have a loss of appetite.

And, not just appetite—

Halfway through, Cheng Yao was always sad because of his distraction and slowness, and kept crying and apologizing to Pei Yanzhi, which made Pei Yanzhi feel distressed.

Lu Cheng said that this is a normal manifestation of moderate depression, and it is not something he can control.

Only medicine can make him feel better.

Cheng Yao has already discovered that he is not in the right state, but because of his ignorance about this, he only thinks that he is not good, and his mood is getting lower and lower.

Seeing Cheng Yao attribute all the faults to himself and lose weight again and again, Pei Yanzhi felt more and more distressed.

The child himself didn't know that it was the physical symptoms of depression that were tormenting him.

Didn't know it wasn't his fault.

Pei Yanzhi was struggling in his heart, hesitating whether to tell Cheng Yao about his illness.

In the end, suddenly one day, because Pei Qian didn't eat the snacks he fed, Cheng Yao concluded that he must be very bad to hate cats, and couldn't be coaxed well.

Pei Yanzhi decided to tell him about his condition, and ran to the opposite door to talk to Lu Cheng and ask his opinion.

KIKI's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he clenched his teeth so as not to let the tears fall. Lu Cheng silently hugged her, and recommended his senior sister, a psychiatrist working in a regular hospital, to Pei Yanzhi.

When he went back, Cheng Yao had just finished taking a shower, and was sitting on the sofa in a daze with Pei Qian in his arms.

"Baby, what are you thinking?"

It was only when Pei Yanzhi walked to the side of the sofa that Cheng Yao noticed that he had returned. He reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes and leaned towards him, with a weak tone: "I thought about it a lot, but now I forgot..."

"I have something to tell you." Pei Yanzhi said, putting a stack of papers in his hand on the coffee table in front.

Pei Qian's ears moved, his round eyes stared at it cleverly, and he became very interested in it. He stepped on Cheng Yao's legs and jumped onto the coffee table, smelling it left and right.

But Cheng Yao didn't pay attention at all, raised his eyelids and looked at Pei Yanzhi: "What?"

Pei Yanzhi was about to speak, but Cheng Yao's heart tightened suddenly when he saw his serious expression, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to add a sentence.

"Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"

Pei Yan paused.

There is no way to lie, it is really not a good thing.

"Well... it should be considered a bad thing, but..."

Cheng Yao's pupils trembled when he heard this, bit his lower lip tightly, and suddenly covered his ears and shook his head vigorously: "Then I don't want to know, so don't tell me."

"..."

Pei Yanzhi looked down at him, his heart aching from burning oil again.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Cheng Yao put down his hand, and seeing his ugly expression, he thought he was angry, his lower lip began to tremble slightly, and he burrowed into his arms aggrieved.

"I listen to me...don't be unhappy..."

"...I'm not unhappy, and it's not too bad."

Pei Yanzhi felt even more uncomfortable. He hugged him tightly around his thin waist, stroked his hair and comforted him with the softest tone.

"Be good, don't cry, and listen to me slowly, okay?"

"……it is good."

Cheng Yao bit his lower lip until he was bleeding, so he stopped crying. He obediently faced Pei Yanzhi and sat on his lap, with an expression more pitiful than a bunny caught in a trap.