Chapter 187: Luck Is Also a Kind of Strength

“Today’s sales only reached around 18,000 yuan. But since it’s the first day of the livestream, the platform’s algorithm for pushing traffic still isn’t accurate. It’ll definitely improve in the future.”

Liu Jie glanced at the backend data, knowing full well that today’s numbers wouldn’t meet the company’s expectations.

But there was no helping it. After all, it was the first day, and the livestream hosts still weren’t familiar with the clothing styles from the factory. Naturally, their product introductions came across a bit stiff, which affected the sales.

Besides, throughout the stream, many viewers kept sending messages asking to see the doghouse. These were clearly people who had been drawn in by previously published viral content.

As a result, there was a mismatch between the platform’s targeted traffic and the actual customer base they were aiming to sell to.

That mismatch was something Liu Jie would have to gradually correct through careful operations.

Wu Yu, hearing the sales figures, did a mental calculation—about fifty garments sold. That amount was enough to keep the livestream team running, maybe even with a decent surplus.

But when other costs were factored in, this revenue wouldn’t be enough for the factory to actually turn a profit.

Still, it was a good start. At the very least, this livestream team had sold far more clothes than he ever did when he was the one livestreaming.

…

In the Office

Shen Rou breathed a long sigh of relief after listening to Wu Yu’s report.

At least for now, the livestream team’s daily revenue was within an acceptable range.

Her greatest fear—that the team’s income wouldn’t be enough to sustain operations—hadn’t come true. Which meant the team could keep going.

Leaning back in her chair, Shen Rou finally relaxed the tension that had been hanging over her.

As she looked at the computer screen in front of her, she happened to notice an offline playlist. She clicked on it casually, planning to listen to some music and unwind.

But as soon as the playlist opened, she froze.

She didn’t recognize a single song title in it.

Did President Chen really have such obscure taste in music?

Shen Rou was puzzled. After all, Zhang Lan often played music in the dorm, so she was no stranger to all kinds of songs.

Yet this was the first time she’d encountered an entire playlist of songs she had never heard before.

She put on her headphones and clicked play on one out of curiosity.

The moment the vocals began, Shen Rou was stunned. She immediately recognized the voice—it was unmistakably President Chen’s.

Could these songs have been recorded by President Chen himself?

She played a few more. Not only had she never heard any of them before, but they were all unexpectedly good.

And President Chen’s singing ability was seriously impressive.

Shen Rou couldn’t help but marvel. She hadn’t expected President Chen to have talent in this area too.

He was usually so low-key—after all this time working together, she had never guessed he sang so well.

But then again, if the songs were that good, why had she never heard them before?

Curious, Shen Rou opened several music apps to search.

But none of the songs came up.

She tried a few more platforms—still nothing.

Her expression changed. If none of these songs could be found on any platform, then that could only mean one thing: they hadn’t been published.

If that was true, then all of the songs on President Chen’s computer were his own original compositions.

Shen Rou stared blankly at the screen for a while before coming back to her senses.

Looking at the list of songs, she quietly closed the playlist.

Since President Chen had chosen not to publish them, he must have his reasons.

It was best to act as if she had never seen them at all.

…

In a Bare Unfinished Apartment

Wang Yang followed behind Chen Jun, watching him measure dimensions and communicate with the homeowner.

These past few days, he’d been shadowing Chen Jun to learn the ropes. He knew he needed to pick things up—since becoming a full employee, he still hadn’t taken a single client of his own aside from those assigned by President Chen.

After reflecting on it, he realized the main reason was his lack of experience.

Not long after,

Chen Jun finished his discussion with the homeowner and walked out.

“You’ve been following me for a few days now. Learned anything? I’ve got a client tomorrow—why don’t you give it a shot? I’ll play assistant.”

Once they got to the car, Chen Jun turned to Wang Yang.

You couldn’t just watch—only by trying would you actually improve.

“Jun-ge, that’s your client. I’d better not. If I screw it up, that’d be a waste.”

Wang Yang shook his head, rejecting the offer.

“It’s fine. Even I can’t guarantee a 100% signing rate. It’s settled then—tomorrow, you give it a try. I’ll watch and see if there are any issues.”

Chen Jun waved it off casually. Honestly, even getting a 10% success rate was already good.

There were countless renovation companies now. Once a homeowner filled out an online intent form, dozens of companies would instantly have access to their contact information.

Basically,

He had to compete with a crowd of other companies for every single project.

Larger companies were usually reliable and had relatively stable pricing.

But the real headache came from tiny companies with just a few people. These outfits had no real teams of their own.

To get business, they’d quote incredibly low prices—then cut corners on materials.

Some homeowners, looking to save money, couldn’t resist those prices.

So Chen Jun wasn’t worried about Wang Yang scaring off the client. The chances of landing a deal were slim to begin with.

Even if Wang Yang made a serious mistake, Chen Jun could still step in and recover.

Seeing how unconcerned Chen Jun was about losing the client, Wang Yang was genuinely moved.

“Thanks, Jun-ge.”

“What are you thanking me for? You might actually win that deal tomorrow. Then I’d be the one getting a free ride.”

Chen Jun joked.

“Jun-ge, don’t tease. You know my skills—I’ve barely got any experience.”

“And yet you managed to close those big contracts. Not many would believe that if they heard it.”

“That was just luck.”

Wang Yang gave a wry smile. Even now, he was still confused why President Chen had chosen him in the first place.

“Luck is a kind of strength too. Who knows—maybe President Chen will ask you to handle his next project.”

Chen Jun glanced at Wang Yang, unable to hide a bit of envy at his luck.

He himself had spent a whole month revising that major project’s designs, making version after version—

And only after all that did he finally land the million-yuan deal.

But Wang Yang?

Barely had to make any revisions at all. His plan was approved on the spot.