Seeing Wu Bin sizing him up with a scrutinizing gaze, Xu Wenyao felt somewhat guilty as he said, "Yes, I haven’t been sleeping well lately either, so I look a bit swollen, but that’s not important. The main thing is, I’m really worried about you."
"Wu Bin, the first semester will soon come to an end. Before it does, the school is going to organize a big celebration, and I hope you can attend."
Lying in the hospital bed, Wu Bin was a bit confused.
He had barely attended a few classes and now the first semester was ending?
Xu Wenyao continued to chat with Wu Bin, talking mostly about various amusing happenings at school, essentially how everyone was concerned about Wu Bin, wishing him a swift return to school, and the like.
In this respect, Xu Wenyao wasn’t lying.
Ever since Wu Bin stopped live streaming due to his psychiatric hospitalization, the Agricultural University had slipped from the trending search list.
Previously, the Agricultural University had consistently been trending, with lots of students and parents calling to inquire about how to apply.
Now, with the school off the trending list, the number of inquiries had dwindled.
What mattered most was that if the Agricultural University lost its popularity, the attention it received from the Ministry of Education would also decrease. Then it would be much more difficult for him to plead poverty and ask for funding.
It could be said that Xu Wenyao had made it this far today, thanks entirely to Wu Bin backing him up online.
After exchanging pleasantries with several others, it was Li Guotai who noticed that Wu Bin was getting tired. He said to the others, "Alright everyone, Wu Bin is just recovering from a serious illness and is at his weakest now. Let’s not disturb him any longer and let him rest for a while."
The others expressed their understanding. Everyone left the hospital room except for He Bingbing, who stayed with the photographer to continue the live broadcast.
Once the others had left, Wu Bin took out his phone and started browsing through messages.
No sooner had he logged into Penguin than he found that the messages from Scoundrel Rabbit had piled up to over ninety-nine.
Without exception, all of these messages were about pressing for wage settlement.
"Boss, I’ve finished the website you asked for, and the number of registered users has already exceeded ten thousand," one read.
"Boss, the video sharing site is developing well. When will you settle my wages?" another asked.
"Holy shit, boss, you didn’t really kick the bucket, did you? Should I keep working on this video site or not? Say something!"
"Boss, my bad. Can you settle my wages before you kick the bucket, is that okay?"
Looking at Scoundrel Rabbit’s messages, Wu Bin couldn’t help but chuckle.
He clicked on the link to the video sharing site and saw that it had indeed developed to a significant scale.
Since there were no copyright restrictions, many users uploaded foreign TV shows and animations that were restricted in their own countries, sharing them on the site.
This behavior quickly attracted a large number of users.
One could say that the initial goal he had set for Scoundrel Rabbit had been achieved.
Without further ado, Wu Bin transferred three thousand yuan to Scoundrel Rabbit.
As soon as the money was transferred, Scoundrel Rabbit sent over a shocked emoji in the next second.
"Boss, are you back from the dead?"
Wu Bin sent over a line of text.
"What do you mean ’back from the dead’? Can’t you speak properly?"
Scoundrel Rabbit began to wail pitifully.
"Boss, do you have any idea what I’ve been through these days?"
"I messaged you and got no reply. I didn’t know if I should keep running the site. I even paid the construction costs myself. I’ve been so broke I can barely afford dirt!"
Wu Bin didn’t waste words and transferred another three thousand yuan.
With six thousand yuan in hand, Scoundrel Rabbit was fully revived.
Scoundrel Rabbit sent a cute emoji.
"Thank you, boss. You’re so generous! Please issue your next task!"
When there was money to be made, Scoundrel Rabbit was more motivated than anyone.
Wu Bin said, "I just looked at the video sharing site. Overall, it’s pretty well done, but it’s still not eye-catching enough. The growth in registered users is too slow."
The hoodlum rabbit was very surprised.
"No way, boss, you call this slow?"
"We’ve already got over ten thousand registered users in less than half a month, that’s pretty fast already!"
Wu Bin said mercilessly, "If I say it’s slow, it’s slow. Next, you need to make some improvements to the website."
"Do you know how to make pop-up ads?"
The hoodlum rabbit was somewhat puzzled.
"What pop-up ads?"
Wu Bin began to explain patiently.
"It’s like, as soon as you open your browser, pop-up windows appear on both sides."
"I need you to make a set of these pop-up ads, and the content will be anime characters, those famous female characters specifically, highlighting their unique traits. Do you get what I mean?"
"For example, characters like Tsunade, Empress Hancock, and others who are quite popular."
"Then the links on these pop-up ads will lead directly to our website."
The hoodlum rabbit: ... 𝔫𝖔𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝔬𝔪
"Boss, are you sure you want to do this? We could get arrested for this kind of stunt. I just want to make money, I don’t want to end up sewing in jail."
Wu Bin saw right through what the hoodlum rabbit was thinking.
He made a direct offer.
"Make these pop-up ads, and I’ll give you a bonus of ten thousand yuan."
Ten thousand yuan!
The eyes of the hoodlum rabbit in front of the computer screen widened instantly.
Without a moment’s hesitation, the hoodlum rabbit said to Wu Bin, "Done!"
"Boss, you can count on me to handle this, I’ll get it done!"
"It’s just that the pop-up code is easy to handle, but we need an art director for the visuals, should I go find an art major to help out?"
Wu Bin thought it over carefully. If he wanted his video website to grow, it wouldn’t work with just the two of them; they indeed needed more people involved.
With that in mind, Wu Bin agreed to the hoodlum rabbit’s request.
"It’s fine to have someone from the art department help out, but their basics must be solid."
"I judge people on their merit. If she can handle the work I assign her, I will pay her accordingly. But if she can’t, I won’t give her a penny."
The hoodlum rabbit immediately took a stance.
"Rest assured, boss, I’ve got this covered. I’ll make sure it’s taken care of."
After dealing with work matters, Wu Bin set down his phone and stretched languidly.
It was at that moment that He Bingbing brought over a cup of hot water for Wu Bin.
"Wu Bin, Dean Li said you should rest well. Why are you playing with your phone?"
Looking at He Bingbing and the camera behind her, Wu Bin suddenly seemed to remember something.
He said with a smile to He Bingbing, "Bingbing, do you like watching TV or anime usually?"
He Bingbing didn’t understand why Wu Bin asked so suddenly and nodded, "It’s alright."
Wu Bin picked up his phone, opened up his video website, and began to enthusiastically recommend it.
"I was just browsing on my phone and suddenly came across a pretty cool video site. I’d recommend it to you."
"The site is called ’Oil Barrel’, and it’s got a lot of interesting videos. You should check it out."
Watching Wu Bin warmly recommending a website to her, He Bingbing couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.