Chapter 96

Moreover, almost everyone who could afford to place an ad was very reasonable; once the price was discussed, a deal was struck.

That night, the entire production team worked overtime, rushing through the night to create the ad logo.

The next morning.

Fang Yang hadn't even gotten out of bed when the production team's phone was blown up with calls!

They were all complaint calls.

"Damn it, is the production team insane? I opened the live-streaming site and it crashed immediately. What the hell did you do!"

"I'm truly fed up. Except for the screen in the middle, your damn thing is nothing but ads!"

"When I opened the live room this morning, I thought I clicked the wrong link and ended up on a porn site. It's disgusting; you're so desperate for money you've gone mad!"

"If you really need money, just turn on the tipping function. I want to send gifts, but there's nowhere to send them!"

The manager had been busy all night and was still dreaming at that moment, fantasizing about the board giving him shares and a raise.

But after he took the call and heard the news,

his head nearly exploded!

The happier he was collecting money last night, the more pain he felt today.

Now the entire live room had crashed!

This was great; not only were viewers complaining, but clients were also calling to scold them.

The manager ran and rolled into the conference room for an emergency meeting.

"Go immediately and withdraw all the ad logos, restore the live stream as soon as possible. I will handle the advertisers; the other relevant departments must immediately maintain the live room."

As work orders were issued one after another,

the live room finally returned to normal.

But the manager was finished.

He was about to face the fury of countless advertisers.

At that moment, he even wished he could die.

This truly proved that saying: success due to Fang Yang, failure due to Fang Yang.

He now had to make apology calls, refund the money, and even face huge breach-of-contract penalties.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered someone mentioning that if they were short on money, they should turn on the tipping function.

They were a variety show, not a live-streaming platform.

So previously, they had looked down on doing that.

But now it was different; if they didn't make money soon, they would lose everything down to their underwear, and in the end, he, the manager, wouldn't even be able to keep his job.

After thinking for a while, he ultimately succumbed to reality, notified the network maintenance department, and posted an announcement in the live room to enable the tipping function as soon as possible.

After netizens received this news, they almost wore out the F5 key.

Around nine o'clock, Fang Yang woke up.

He checked his phone; Boss Yang still hadn't called him today.

He could only call him, since he still had to rely on him to find work.

The call was answered quickly.

Today, Boss Yang's attitude toward him was exceptionally good; he not only didn't complain but even told Fang Yang to sleep a bit longer.

Recently, Fang Yang had become famous, and the work on his end was endless.

Business at the company was incredibly good.

People had even already booked the excavator Fang Yang used at ten times the market price.

In just these few days, he had earned as much as he would in a whole year.

Now looking at Fang Yang, he wasn't a person; he was the God of Wealth, and he had to be treated well.

After the call, Fang Yang learned that the construction site where he was to work today was in a suburb.

A residential community had just been built there.

A large empty plot behind the community was reserved for the government to build a building.

Fang Yang's task was to go there and dig out the foundation.

From what Boss Yang said, that place had been abandoned for a long time.

The excavator had already been delivered there; he would have to understand the specific situation on-site himself.

After finishing breakfast, Fang Yang took the cameraman to the Weisheng Bureau to pay over 800,000 in taxes, then took another taxi to the destination.

From far away, he saw his excavator already parked there.

About a dozen people wearing construction helmets were standing nearby.

Seeing Fang Yang approach, they greeted him one by one with smiles.

They were ordinary construction workers who didn't go online at all; their circle was very small, so they knew nothing about Fang Yang.

The person in charge was the leader of this project, surnamed Wang; everyone called him Foreman Wang.

Fang Yang also politely greeted them.

Looking at the construction site before him, it looked like a huge mound of earth.

The highest point was four or five meters high, the length exceeded 500 meters, and the width also exceeded 100 meters.

The excavator was parked at the highest point of the mound.

Fang Yang walked straight to the excavator, got into the cab, and prepared to start the day's work.

Just at that moment, the manager received news.

The tipping function had been enabled.

Netizens had been waiting in the live room, refreshing frantically, waiting for the tipping function to appear.

Before he could post a notice in the live stream.

【User: Fang Dapao gifted the streamer 10 Super Rockets】

【User: Fang Yang Is My Brother gifted the streamer 10 Super Rockets】

【User: Fang Yang YYDS gifted the streamer 10 Super Rockets】

【User: Fang Yang's Little Fan gifted the streamer 10 Super Rockets】

【User: Fang Yang Is The Handsomest gifted the streamer 10 Super Rockets】

The entire screen was densely packed with banners for gifted items.

On the right, the comment section was instantly scrolled up the moment a single character was typed.

The comment section rolled like a wheel, with icons of various gifts frantically floating upward.

As for gifts with slightly higher values, the system couldn't refresh them in time.

What was currently displayed might still be gifts sent ten seconds ago.

After so many days, netizens had found an outlet and erupted completely.

They didn't even know why they were sending gifts.

The program manager was now numb.

For the first time, he felt the shock and uncontrollability Fang Yang brought him.

Click~! ~

【Network Disconnected, Under Maintenance! ~~】

The live stream crashed again.

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Fang Yang looked at the land before him, covered in weeds.

But since this plot had been planned yet never used, and with a residential compound right next door.

many spots of soil had been turned over by people to grow vegetables.

If they dug the foundation, these vegetable patches would likely all be destroyed.

Fang Yang asked uncertainly, "Foreman, do we dig up all these vegetables? Won't people scold us?"

Foreman Wang shook his head with a smile: "No need to worry. We put up a sign at the entrance long ago stating this land will be developed at any time. When that happens, we won't care if they've planted vegetables; everything gets bulldozed."

After hearing the explanation, Fang Yang had no more worries.