Chapter 909 - 366: Black and White (Part 2)

Chapter 909: Chapter 366: Black and White (Part 2)

Song Xiaoli could not refute.

In Li Yang’s view, those are indeed not good places.

It’s just...

Standing from Li Yang’s position, others are all small fries.

To her, those media giants are beings that need to be looked up to.

Li Yang continued, "Since we want to do the media industry, let’s start our own from scratch, abandon others’ frameworks, and build a new platform."

"Huh?"

Song Xiaoli didn’t react for a moment.

Was Li Yang really giving her advice?

No matter what Song Xiaoli thought, Li Yang spoke his mind, "Right now, the media industry is a mess. Not to mention the second or third-rate small media outlets, even the big media with backgrounds often fabricate content. This has caused significant negative effects on society, yet they face no consequences!"

Song Xiaoli: "..."

Is this a discussion, or just venting dissatisfaction?

"If we do it, we should do it big, accomplish what the media is supposed to do, and convey real social events to every netizen, instead of cutting corners for traffic at any cost! Under the deception of those unethical media, society is filled with negativity and hostility..."

Originally, Li Yang didn’t want to get involved, fearing too much attention.

But after his shopping with Xiangnu got spread around, those media became too disgusting.

Especially the gang media.

What else can they do but be sarcastic?

The media industry is actually rotten to the core!

When the power of words is held by a group of people who distort the facts, one can imagine what the social atmosphere will become.

He initially planned for Xiangnu to select some Sword Holders from Kuai Pai’s journalists and start next year in the second half.

But clearly, Song Xiaoli was also a great choice.

At this moment, Song Xiaoli was shaking beside him.

What exactly does Li Yang want to do?

It doesn’t seem like he’s working, more like he’s here for revenge or a fight.

She forced herself to speak, "The media resources are in their hands; it’s very difficult for a new company to rise."

That’s why she gave up on entrepreneurship.

Without any media resources, how could a media venture succeed?

Media resources can’t be gathered overnight. They have been building up for years to get firsthand reports on any event nationwide instantly.

New media companies can only deal with leftovers, or if they can’t find anything to report on, they start making things up.

Like picking a minor social event, pairing it with a video, and then pretending to interview the involved parties.

Is that the actual voice of the involved parties? The tone of each speaker is obviously modified with a voice changer; the interview lines are almost identical without variation.

There’s no future in that.

Li Yang smiled and said, "We can start with projects that don’t heavily rely on media resources."

Li Yang didn’t suggest settling things with money; not everything can be quickly solved with money.

Even if he invested hundreds of billions to rapidly recruit hundreds of thousands of journalists nationwide and ensure every remote corner had a stationed reporter.

What would that achieve? Enormous expenses, chaotic management, with no way to properly vet news content.

"Projects that don’t rely on media resources are quite niche..." Song Xiaoli explained.

Such projects simply can’t grow big.

Li Yang shook his head, "Not necessarily! There’s one project that’s not niche."

"What?"

"Media assistance!"

Song Xiaoli: "..."

What’s that supposed to be? Isn’t it something only major media can handle?

How can small media take on that kind of work? Even if they could, they couldn’t verify authenticity, which would lead to trouble when reported.

"None of this is difficult; the main thing is it’s a bit tiring. If you’re willing to do it, let your sister provide financial support, and I’ll help you secure the initial resources, how about it?"

Song Xiaoli: "..."

With those words said, did she still have the guts to refuse?

It was clear Li Yang came today specifically for this.

"I... I’m still not sure what exactly needs to be done."

"It’s about helping people get money and resolve issues! I even thought up a name for the segment—Xiaoli to the Rescue! As for the location, start with the nine counties around Jiang City, and gradually expand to the whole Jiangbei..."

"Hmm, okay."

Song Xiaoli agreed readily, though she was somewhat unwilling.

It’s just manual labor.

Doing it small won’t work, and doing it big is dangerous.

What if one day people no longer trust the law and only believe one media outlet?

However, it’s too early to consider that. If she really could reach that point, it would also be the most glorious moment of her life.

At this point, Song Yu came in, carrying food brought from Ruyi Hall.

It’s not that the food at home can’t be eaten; it just requires more steps, and even Li Yang wasn’t at ease.

"Sister Song, I got a shock when I first came in; it’s a good thing I knew you were behind, or I almost mistook someone—Xiaoli looks just like you now."

Song Yu set down the lunch box and said, "Just remember the clothes. Her pajamas and daily clothes are mostly white, whereas I’ve been wearing black more lately."

"Got it, got it!"

Song Xiaoli also came over to help open the lunch boxes and then arrange the dishes.

She wasn’t too concerned about the clothes, thinking it was just an offhand remark from Song Yu.

After dinner, Li Yang proactively brought up today’s matters, and Song Yu readily agreed without hesitation.

Starting their own media enterprise had no ceiling, plus Song Yu always believed in Li Yang’s vision.

Li Yang would never mix himself into a small project for no reason.

The media industry is unlike traditional sectors. Once it’s big enough, it’s no worse than what Song Xiaoli did before in terms of social status or wielded power.

The media itself is a sword!

A sword that kills invisibly!

Back and forth, they talked for more than two hours. Li Yang shared everything he could think of, and Song Xiaoli took down five or six pages of notes.

She had formed a rudimentary concept for the work.

There were existing templates, only those media outlets had ultimately veered off course.

Once they had traffic, to draw attention, they would resort to all sorts of unethical means, even flaunting the media title to invert right and wrong.

Like when a contractor owes money and no questions are asked, they are immediately guilty.

After all, people prefer stories of heartless contractors over ordinary people doing wrong.

Time unknowingly slipped into past nine o’clock in the evening when Li Yang got ready to leave and Song Yu said, "It’s so late, and you still want to go back?"

"It’s not too bad, it’s only a bit past nine."

Song Yu pressed Li Yang’s shoulder, saying, "You’ve been advising Xiaoli for so long today, who knows how much that delayed you. If I let you go back, people would say we sisters are inconsiderate. Stay here for the night; I’ve already had a room prepared."

"Oh? Alright!"

Li Yang sat back down.

Song Xiaoli knew Li Yang wanted to be with her sister, just didn’t say it out of consideration.

So she made an excuse, "Sister, you guys go ahead and chat, I’m going back to my room."

Making space for the two!

"Go, go."

...

Back in her room, Song Xiaoli took a shower and changed clothes.

Usually, the maid handled her laundry. Today, after her shower, she found that all the pajamas in her closet were black.

She didn’t mind much, having long forgotten the casual remark from Song Yu earlier.

After changing, she leaned on her pillow and started playing on her phone with her headphones on.

Although the villa’s soundproofing was good, what if her sister was too loud?

With headphones on, she’d hear nothing.

An hour later, Song Xiaoli suddenly received a message.

It was from Song Yu.

"Xiaoli, go to my room and get something for me to bring to the second room on the east side, it’s in the nightstand..."

"Okay, I’m going right away."

Song Xiaoli knew her sister would be sleeping in that room tonight.

She took off her headphones, opened the door, and went to Song Yu’s room a short distance away.

But just as she opened the door, a pair of hands embraced her, and a voice whispered in her ear, "Sister Song, I’ve been waiting for you for so long!"