I, Chen Xu, am 25 years old, unemployed, and have 1,862 yuan left in my bank card.
That day, I gave a piece of lunch meat to a stray dog at the Malatang shop downstairs, and it said, "My name is Taotie."
One of the four ancient evils, he was sealed for five thousand years. When he passed through the rift, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he became a hungry and crazy thin dog. A meal of revolving hotpot costs 497 yuan - half of my rent. It can eat anything, even whiteboards and prop rooms. Its stomach is connected to other dimensions and it is never full.
In order to feed this mouth, I gave it a mukbang. As a result, the expression on its eating face was so infectious that it became popular overnight.
Then the nine-tailed fox came and wanted to be a beauty blogger (their aesthetics stayed in the Tang Dynasty and was ridiculed by the entire Internet); Bai Ze came and wanted to open a popular science channel (he leaked state secrets during the live broadcast); Qilin came and the power of auspiciousness was reversed (whoever said good luck would be unlucky); Qiongqi came and was 1.9 Meters tall and full of shame but was too scared to show his face.
My "Shanhai MCN" was forced to open in this way. There is no system, no golden fingers, and no magic power. I can only rely on Excel, labor law, and workplace knowledge to support this broken company that goes bankrupt at any time and specializes in collecting mythical beasts.
