Chapter 207

However, the credit for all of this did not belong to them.

Everyone in their hearts knew clearly that the reason for this was entirely because of Fang Yang!

Without him, these people would never have come crawling back to beg to place their ads.

Thinking of this, it was hard not to feel that the manager's decision was wise.

Now, everyone had reached a consensus.

That was, as long as Fang Yang was there, let alone making money off him, even giving him money would be a guaranteed profit for them.

At this moment, the third supervisor stood up to report: "Recently, some online video platforms, such as Qiyi, Qiuqiu Video, etc., also want the rights for online recorded broadcasts. I have already been in contact with them, and their quotes exceed my imagination, but they all have one requirement: exclusive broadcasting rights!"

*Hiss~~*

This series of good news stunned everyone in the office.

They never imagined that after losing advertising fees and donation fees, and nearly causing the program team to run out of funds, they would have thought it was a total loss.

The result was a massive profit.

They were absolutely raking it in!

Now they finally understood why those short-video platforms could make money.

As long as there is traffic, one can make money from 360 different angles.

Just like them, their initial revenue was all in sponsorship fees.

Now? TV recording fees, advertising fees, sponsorship fees, online platform broadcasting rights.

These are all money!

And every single revenue stream far exceeds the previous sponsorship fees.

No one could have imagined that giving up a small boat would result in getting a cruise ship in return.

After listening to the supervisor's report, the manager pondered for a moment: "Tell them that for exclusive broadcasting, there must be a prerequisite: we set the price! With the popularity of number 26, I have a premonition that he will only become more famous. Doesn't he already have a certain level of recognition abroad? So, the benefits he brings in the future will only increase. The price must change, and all online revenue from number 26 will go to number 26!"

"Understood, Manager!"

This time, no one objected.

In their view, this money should go to Fang Yang.

It was completely reasonable!

Someone even stood up to offer their own opinion: "Manager, number 26's popularity is getting higher and higher. Most importantly, his social status is different now. Recently, our entire Xihai City has undergone huge changes because of him. Now even the mayor has to give him face. We are just a program; we must be prepared for danger in times of peace!"

"Yes, Manager, I don't know if you've seen it, but the entrance to the museum is packed with people, a bunch of reporters are there interviewing, and even the street food vendors are making a fortune!"

"Speaking of this, I remember a classmate of mine told me this morning that his family's business has been booming lately, and it's not just his family; almost everyone is like this. Industries related to tourism have made a killing these past two days!"

"It's truly exaggerated. One person driving the GDP of an entire city—I even have a feeling that he isn't a contestant on the program at all. We aren't qualified to invite such a badass person to participate!"

Once this was said, everyone fell silent.

This was the truth, and it was a fact!

If they hadn't invited him at the beginning, and tried to invite him when Fang Yang was this popular, they really wouldn't have been qualified to do so.

The manager gave a bitter smile: "There's nothing we can do about it. The scale is already too big now; we can't call the shots. The only thing we can do is convey our goodwill to him as much as possible. But looking at it from another angle, if he hadn't participated in our program, he wouldn't be this popular, right?"

Seeing everyone looking dejected, the manager slapped the table and stood up: "Everyone has worked hard recently. I've decided that everyone's year-end bonus this year will be doubled!"

*Wow~~*

Upon hearing this news, everyone was incredibly excited.

The gloom from just a moment ago was swept away instantly.

Their eyes were shining.

Everyone was full of drive, and intense discussions broke out in the office once again.

At noon, when Fang Yang finished eating and returned to the construction site, he looked at the dense crowd.

He was stunned.

Even the officer next to him shook his head with a bitter smile.

When Director Chen saw Fang Yang coming, he hurriedly sent people to escort him into the circle.

The scene was like a prisoner heading to the execution ground.

The number of onlookers had already exceeded a thousand, and when they saw Fang Yang coming, they all cheered and shouted.

Fang Yang waved awkwardly with a smile.

After finally squeezing into the circle, he climbed into the driver's cab at the first opportunity and took a deep breath.

At this very moment, he felt clean and safe.

Seeing Chen Feng standing there motionless, Fang Yang asked suspiciously: "Aren't you going to eat at noon?"

"I did, I ate a steamed bun at noon!"

Fang Yang: "...."

He didn't continue talking but directly picked up the shovel and started working.

The feeling of being watched like a monkey every day was really not pleasant, but he had no choice; it was like being kidnapped by his fans!

The shovel kept digging into the mud on the ground.

He dug for a full half-hour; he had dug up plenty of mud, but hadn't found a single thing.

The crowd wasn't anxious; they firmly believed that Fang Yang would definitely find something.

However, an hour passed.

Except for mud, it was still just mud.

A smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yang's mouth. Could the curse have been lifted?

The foreman also breathed a sigh of relief: "Look, I told you, what you heard were just rumors; it's not that evil!"

The fellow worker also scratched his head: "That shouldn't be!"

However, another half-hour passed, and still nothing was dug up.

Everyone was getting anxious.

You have to know that the fans outside the circle had been standing in the sun for over an hour; it wasn't easy.

Even Chen Feng was a bit surprised.

What was going on?

Just as everyone was anxiously waiting.

The cameraman shouted uncertainly: "Brother, look at that. What is it? Does it look like an iron box?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yang immediately stopped the shovel and leaned over to look.

In the mud, there was indeed a rectangular iron box covered in rust.

It looked like a pencil case.

Chen Feng immediately went up and picked it out of the mud.

From the appearance, it was very obvious that it should be a pencil case.

It was just that the rust on it covered its original appearance.

Having had the experience with the tea canister earlier, Chen Feng didn't act carelessly but pried the box open with force.

But he didn't hold much hope; what could be inside a pencil case? And this iron box wasn't exactly sealed.

It was just a slightly taller, old-fashioned type of pencil case.

It was highly likely that it had been lost here a long time ago.

Because there was quite a bit of rust on it, it took a great deal of effort to pry it open.

After opening it, what met their eyes was nothing but mud.

If an ordinary person had picked this up, they definitely would have thrown it away immediately.

For the sake of safety, Chen Feng still threw it to the archaeological team to clean it carefully.

However, this action appeared quite strange in the eyes of others.

The fellow worker asked the foreman suspiciously: "Boss, are these people's brains broken? Treating a broken box full of mud like a treasure?"

"Who knows? Maybe they think there's treasure inside!"

"What kind of treasure could this thing hold? My son has thrown away several pencil cases just like this; it might just be that."

"I don't understand these people!"

Not only did they not understand, but many of Fang Yang's fans also felt it was a bit of a fuss.

Isn't it just an ordinary pencil case? It clearly looks like a child's item.

How could there possibly be a cultural relic? ===== CHAPTER 208 =====