At eight o'clock that evening, Liu Zhizhong finally had time to share a dinner with the entire production team.
In the company's luxurious dining room, a large screen showed various data.
While eating dinner, everyone had a bit of champagne, as if to celebrate their success.
Then, at eight o'clock sharp, Mr. L's newest work went online, titled "The Sister from Next Door Who Faced Hardship and the Unspoken Goodbye."
It was an enthralling and moving story, with a romantic ending and a cliffhanger farewell, because Mr. L declared it might be his last work.
The entire piece was only 20 minutes long, but it was filled with beautifully crafted text and perfectly chosen background illustrations, leaving no room for criticism.
With Mr. L's intoxicating voice, the joys and sorrows within the story, there were no overwhelming waves of emotion, just the drip-drops of the mortal world, the display of love and resentment, each word striking a chord in the heart.
The 20-minute work outperformed all other trending topics.
In just 5 minutes, it took the top spot in popularity.
And for the following 48 hours, it remained the champion. The surrounding derivative traffic entries also dominated the charts one after the other.
Even the main character of the story, Mr. L's neighbor, "Sister L," captured countless fans with her gaunt yet stunning visage and simple but admirably clothed figure, drawing worldwide praise, compassion, resonance, and blessings.
After all, Mr. L said it was a true story, a reunion spanning sixteen years, where accents remain unchanged, but the people have aged.
After all, Mr. L said she was his childhood warmth, the dream of his early youth. All he could offer her was a stable life, the best medical treatment for her daughter Youyou, and that's it.
After all, Mr. L said, for a man with a family, home represents the most beautiful imprisonment of responsibility and morality. What a positive force, what a man Mr. L is!
That night, how many people teared up? Those who knew Mr. L's true identity, and those who didn't, all empathized, all teared up...
Of course, in the hospital, Lin Juan watched this story with her daughter Lin Youyou. The daughter was also a fan of Mr. L; she was so happy, so content, and so comforted.
Because her mother said, "Keep fighting, my treasure. You'll get better soon. Mr. L will make a work for you."
And then, Lin Youyou thought it was just a kind lie from her mom.
But she could never have imagined that the lie was the truth! Her mother also became an internet sensation, but she didn't start a streaming account, just silently enjoyed the attention and traffic, receiving the most potent strength from the mortal world, supporting her and her daughter towards a better future.
Just as Mr. L said: "We come from ordinary beginnings, may achieve extraordinary things, but in the end, we return to simplicity, leaving only a faint memory in the mortal world, forever indelible. And life, in its tranquility and peace, how is that not a supreme and exquisite realm?"
Those who followed Mr. L knew this final magnum opus and the story for the night and the next 48 hours.
A story is a story, whether it's real or not is uncertain, some believe it, some don't, but the beautiful humanity within it is believed by everyone.
Of course, the ability to monetize the traffic was impressive, ah... In just 4 hours, it broke a hundred billion!
After celebrating, Liu Zhizhong drank some champagne, drove alone, and returned to the villa on the other side.
The Big Lao's autonomous driving was almost at the L4 level, quite impressive, and even though he had drunk a little, he was clear-headed but still activated the autonomous driving assist. It was very useful.
Liu Zhizhong had fulfilled a wish in his heart, and was quite content with it. The story of Lin Juan and her daughter was known throughout the world, and they would ultimately lead a beautiful life, carefree, with no more suffering. That was very good...
His phone was already completely turned off, and no one could contact him.
Peaceful and indifferent, that's what he wanted now and what was necessary.
Who would have thought? By the time he returned to the villa, Qian Xuan had already sent Shi Jing and Xu Jiao over.
How could Mr. L be in Provincial City at night without anyone by his side?
Qian Xuan, this lovable oddball, was becoming cuter, a considerate presence?
Of course, Qian Xuan couldn't contact Liu Zhizhong either, but he didn't mind. He too was moved by the latest work and had cried while watching it.
But he could send capable subordinates to go take care of Liu Zhizhong.
Liu Zhizhong, of course, was happy to be taken care of, looking forward to the night with passion...
The next morning at nine o'clock, due to Liu Zhizhong's request and the company finalizing the contract the previous afternoon, the first sum from the monetization of this release was settled for Lin Juan: 150 million, directly after with taxes paid, then transferred into her account.
Lin Juan had just left the hospital because Lin Youyou wanted some porridge at noon, and she wanted to go home to cook it personally, not needing the hospital's special dietary team to step in. Such is motherly love, both public and private. The rıghtful source is 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁
While driving, she received a bank transfer notification. She had a habit of listening to messages via voice.
After listening to the entire message, the transfer was for 150 million, Lin Juan was completely stunned, her mind a blank.
The economy of traffic was terrifying!
The ability of Doggy, her younger brother, to monetize was even more frightening...
This was an era where people were increasingly reluctant to consume due to a lack of security.
But in front of the hundred-billion-traffic king Mr. L, there were still many people willing to spend...
Of course, Lin Juan didn't know this was just the first installment, there would be a second, a third, ongoing until the work dropped off the hot list...