Chapter 641: Pure and Desirous Little Milk Dog

If we're talking about the past, Song Tan, this all-around expert, was actually quite familiar with the concept of an MCN.

But as for her now... emmmm...

In short, when in doubt, ask Baidu, and she successfully harvested a whole heap of noun definitions filled with professional jargon and vague, cloud-shrouded concepts.

Only in the end did she discover that so-called MCN agencies, to put it plainly, only do two things—find high-quality content upstream (like streamers such as Qiaoqiao, or outstanding short videos, etc.), and find platforms to promote them downstream.

Of course, they do have their uses.

For instance, at this very moment, the other party was politely and persistently adding Song Tan on WeChat, and then kept painting a big picture for her—

"... Look, Teacher Qiaoqiao hasn't received any traffic inclination on the streaming platform at all, and his exposure rate is very low. Clearly, with his ability, having over a million fans would be a piece of cake."

"Our platform not only connects to all major channels, but we also have deep cooperation with numerous advertisers and placement platforms. Teacher Song, do you watch Chan Yin? The xxx and xxx who are super popular on Chan Yin are from our company! Their fans are already approaching five million!"

Song Tan became interested: "The xxx you're talking about, is that the one who posts suggestive videos?"

That was a handsome young guy with abdominal muscles.

The words were spoken with such sincerity and long-term planning that, at first listen, it really seemed quite promising.

But there was only the straw mat left! And there were only a few in stock; every day, these few mats would always be sold out by night.

"And as long as you follow the route we plan, before splitting with the company, a monthly income of over 300,000 in the later stages is a given! Not to mention the early stages!"

But...

"To be honest with you, we even have a preliminary plan for Teacher Song Tan's development."

"As for those agricultural products from home, Teacher Song Tan can completely use them as welfare giveaways. For regular product selection and the like, we still need a professional team to conduct the docking and set the quantity for hunger marketing."

"Teacher Song, the reputation of your family's things online is quite good, and I also believe that you are indeed very outstanding."

But... what good or bad can be seen from that? There are ones online for over a thousand a mat, the workmanship is impeccable, and their graphic marketing is more professional and excellent than ours, and the sales volume is even higher; there's absolutely no need to look at it again.

Therefore, the other party didn't quite understand Qiaoqiao's persistent questioning of such problems.

Qiaoqiao thought for a moment: "Have you bought anything from my house?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, with our agency's ability, we can completely send those fruits and agricultural products to major tracks abroad. From taste to quality, we guarantee you'll win awards... and you don't have to worry at all that we will drain the pond to catch the fish..."

"The reason we made the previous proposal is also considering that in the future, Teacher Song Tan can easily earn a million a month through live streaming. And as for this side, your family's agricultural products can completely be used to give back to fans to solidify the fan base, and to build a reputation for strength; besides, you won't have to be so tired."

What a waste of heaven's gifts!

In the video, a young, pure, eighteen-year-old milk dog with abdominal muscles holds a water hose to water the garden, happily shaking his hair, his white shirt soaked through, revealing the faint outline of his abdominal muscles...

*Cough! *

That streamer Da Jiang is a signed streamer of our competing company. Such a good opportunity, it was clearly a chance to turn the tables and eat up all the other party's dividends...

As a result, it ended so anticlimactically. Da Jiang's fans didn't come over, but because he knelt and slid too fast, neither side lost fans...

The other party stuttered: "You... your family doesn't have anything to sell recently, right?"

The other party sighed with regret: "So, Teacher Song, just as I said, our family's hunger marketing plan is completely unsuitable for Teacher Yu Cheng. His ability to bring goods is not only unsaturated, but even significantly wasted."

Of course, Qiaoqiao's family's good reputation cannot be wasted either; they even have another route planned:

Who can withstand this if they are a serious person?

"Regardless of whether you sign or not, as a professional agency, we cannot tolerate this kind of waste. So, let's give you a plan for free first—"

To be honest, the positioning that company found for him is quite good, both sunny and handsome, smiling with extra purity, like a boy next door.

Ah, this.

To be honest, this pie was drawn quite well—big, fragrant, and round.

One thing is one thing; this cannot be blamed on the MCN agency.

It was really because when there was still some inventory in the past, Song Tan's reputation was not obvious, and the fans were pitifully few, completely unable to attract the attention of big companies.

By the time her reputation gradually rose later, the price of the items was often complained about by new fans as unreasonable. It was at this time that their agency's people set their sights on Yu Cheng.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's him! Look, we are not like some other agencies that only want traffic and don't care about long-term development. Just like Teacher Yu Cheng, if he is willing to sign, whether it's bringing goods or promotion, we will have a route and product selection that fits him better."

Yet the muscle lines were practiced (or possibly drawn) quite well, and the suggestiveness wasn't as vulgar as others, but instead carried a pure desire—

Qiaoqiao sighed: "So... have you really bought anything from my house?"

By the end, which is now, only those straw mats were left to be bought.

They did try to snatch them twice, but because the price had to be reported upward for review, they failed several times.

"In addition, we will arrange assistants and a professional photography team and script responsibility. The content generated in the future will be of higher quality, and it will also reduce your workload."

"To say something impolite, we dare to reveal these plans to you now, also because we believe that besides our agency, if other platforms want to achieve this, they must sign a more stringent contract with Teacher Song Tan..."

"Nonsense." Qiaoqiao disagreed: "Isn't there still the straw mat?"

Don't just have a few hundred copies every time... for a video watched by 100,000 people to sell only a few hundred copies of things, our agency's people feel heartache just by looking at that data!

"But no matter how outstanding it is, it can't withstand the fact that the output is too low. And you are in agriculture, you should know the hardship in it."

"By the way, the expenses for these staff members are also borne by the company."

"Don't mind it, either."

The reason Yu Cheng remembers is because Wu Lan once crazily liked his videos.

"I can promise you this: within three months of signing, the fan count will definitely exceed one million, and it must be real data, not fake fans!"

The remaining tea egg marinade packets and cooling tea are snatched up as soon as they are put on the shelves, as for the others... the ones priced at 9999 with a large note 【Out of stock, will not ship】...

What does he want me to buy?

Yu Cheng even believed: as long as the other party does exactly what they promised, then this route is truly the optimal route.

And on this side, seemingly feeling that victory was in their grasp, the other party's words also became bold:

"I believe there are other agencies looking for you too, Teacher Song. You can compare them. As Teacher Song Tan's parent, this matter really needs careful consideration."

That's it, with Qiaoqiao asking like this, the other party instantly became even more energetic:

And last time. ===== CHAPTER 642 =====