At this moment, a netizen called 'Brother Overlord' threw out another 100 large airplanes.
Message: "Streamer, please read your private messages. We have something important to discuss."
A large airplane cost 2,000 yuan, and a hundred large airplanes would be 200,000 yuan. Who would be so generous?
All the netizens were dumbfounded.
Before many netizens could recover from their shock, a netizen called 'Dream Lover' threw out another 100 large airplanes.
Message: "Streamer, look at my private message. I want to make friends with you."
The special effects of the 100 large airplanes exploded on the screen, blinding everyone's eyes.
However, before the effects of the 100 large planes ended, a netizen called 'Aile No. 1' threw out another 100 large airplanes.
Aile No. 1, "Host, look at my private message, please."
In just a few seconds, John received 400 large airplanes.
It was worth 800,000 yuan.
Even if he did not sign any contracts, he could still get 400,000 yuan even if he split it 50-50!
All the netizens had their mouths wide open and were in complete shock.
Where did these bosses come from? They were throwing 200,000 yuan like throwing a coin.
Finally, some sharp-eyed netizens discovered something and sent out some comments.
"Oh my God, I seem to have discovered some incredible secret. The four big live streaming companies are trying to snatch him."
"It's really true. Other than the Great Sun, isn't Brother Overlord the ID of Brothers Live Broadcast's boss?"
"The most obvious one is the Dream Lover, the boss of Apple TV. The boss of the Aile Live Broadcast Platform is also here."
"The bosses of the four major consortiums have arrived. Oh my God, they're kneeling before the religious leader."
"Hahaha, did everyone notice that the religious leader is still sleeping? No, he's meditating. He doesn't care about these bosses at all."
"No matter which platform the religious leader chooses, I have to follow him. I just have to register an account, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Ever since I watched the religious leader's live broadcast, the sky has become bluer, the water has become clearer, and the food has become more fragrant."
...
At this moment, Titus was in his office like an old wolf who had not eaten for three days. His eyes were also red.
He was almost certain that if John signed a contract with another platform, the Blue Whale Platform's traffic would probably flow out by hundreds of thousands.
No matter what price he had to pay, he had to sign the contract with John.
Thinking of this, Titus was gnashing his teeth.
On the other side, the Brothers' boss, Owen, was staring at John's live broadcast room as if he was staring at some rare treasure.
At this moment, the operations manager walked in and placed a contract in front of the Brothers' boss.
"Boss, this is the S-rank contract that you wanted me to create."
"The contract will be signed for five years. The minimum guarantee is five million per year. All the profits will be split 80-20."
Owen nodded and then asked the operations manager with some uncertainty, "Have you understood the S-rank contracts of the other companies? Do they all have this condition?"
The operations manager smiled.
"I've understood everything about them. Their minimum guarantee is three million a year."
"Our company's minimum guarantee is an extra two million."
Owen narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
"That's good. I don't believe that the religious leader won't care about two million."
"I don't think his living conditions are that good either. Two million is enough for him to make the right choice."
In another office building in the metropolis, Dream Lover was sitting on the sofa.
A beautiful internet celebrity was peeling fresh, juicy grapes and feeding them to him.
William could not care less about the beauty. He stared at the live broadcast room and kept exclaiming, "This leader is amazing! I must sign a contract with him."
"Pass on my words. Change the S-rank contract. Raise the minimum guarantee from three million to five million."
"If it really doesn't work, the five-year signing period can also be changed to three years."
Behind William, the operations manager nodded and left in a hurry.
In the office building of the Aile Live Broadcast Company, President Mike was having an emergency meeting to discuss how to sign a contract with John.
In front of him was an S-rank contract, the highest-level contract in the industry.
The conditions that Aile offered John were even better than Apple TV.
There was the same five million guaranteed fund and the stream profits were an 80-20 splie, but the duration of the contract was changed to two years.
An S-rank contract was already the highest level contract in the industry, representing the most generous conditions.
Generally speaking, only big streamers with millions or even tens of millions of fans, or celebrities who had their own traffic, could get such a contract.
However, in order to sign a contract with John, the four big live broadcast platforms did not hesitate to take out an S-rank contract.
They even changed some of the terms and conditions of the contracts to give the profits to John.
John did not know that the four major live streaming companies had long been waiting for him to sign the contracts because of their open and secret struggles.
At this moment, John was still meditating and breathing.
If it were any other live streamer doing this, they would definitely be judged to death by the fans.
However, John's live broadcast of meditation did not lose its popularity in the live broadcast room. The number of people online continued to increase and the number of gifts soared.
"By watching the leader meditate, I suddenly understand what it means to be selfless."
"Today, I was scolded by the boss. I really wanted to beat him to death, but watching the leader meditate, my heart suddenly calmed down."
"Lil Si is so obedient. It actually stayed motionless behind the leader like a guardian."
"Who are you looking down on? Isn't it just meditation? I know how to do it too."
"I'm very curious. How many minutes can the leader last while maintaining this posture?"
"Hehe, if the leader can last for thirty minutes, I'll reward him with a rocket."
"Upstairs, are you the one who bet that the leader can't last ten minutes while meditating while in a half-squat stance is morning?"
...
John's back when meditating was tilted back by 45 degrees. It didn't seem difficult, but if one tried it, one would know what it meant to suffer.
Moreover, John did not move at all as he persisted in meditating.
Whether it was meditation or other postures, as long as he did not move, his blood would flow smoothly.
An average person could persist for five to six minutes. However, after ten minutes, their muscles would become sore, stiff, numb, and stinging.
This pain would multiply with time.
In the end, every second was an unbearable punishment for ordinary people.
Everyone knew this.
Therefore, when the netizens saw John meditating, they became curious.
No one knew how long John could last, except for the first batch of fans who had watched the live broadcast in the morning.
Half an hour passed, and the discussion in the live broadcast room gradually became heated.
"Oh my God, if I didn't see the host sitting down with my own eyes, I would have thought that he was a stone man."
"I just finished meditating for ten minutes, and now my legs are so numb that I can't stand up."
"Is he still meditating? The priest is too amazing! he really isn't moving at all!"
"Damn, I compared the scene from half an hour ago, and I thought I hit the pause button."
...
The netizens who had just made a bet about John suddenly gifted him a large airplane.
Message: "Alright, alright. I'm really impressed. The religious leader is too awesome!"
John continued to meditate. He looked like a wooden sculpture made of clay.
An hour passed.
An hour and a half passed.
Two hours passed.
Two and a half hours passed.
Three hours passed.
...
Netizens in the live broadcast room, "..."