Chapter 89: Chapter 87 Special Live Broadcasting License

Translator: 549690339 I

“I don’t understand business, and I’m not interested in it,”

facing Lin Zhengnan’s curious gaze, Bi Fang admitted candidly.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhengnan was even more surprised.

It was rare for young people to be so direct about their shortcomings, especially in front of him.

Now, there are still many young people sending emails to his inbox, evaluating the company’s system or issuing grand visions about the future of business that are completely detached from reality.

Reading them was like eating dog shit, their sole purpose being to gain his favor, but Bi Fang had no such intention.

“But what you just said was quite accurate, your judgment of the market was spot on,”

Lin Zhengnan may have aged, but his brain hadn’t deteriorated with his age, and when it came to seizing business opportunities and judging the market, he was absolutely admired by others.

Thus, Lin Chang and Lin Zhou both secretly marveled, had Bi Fang actually received such high praise from Dad?

I was just babbling.

Bi Fang mumbled to himself.

He truly didn’t understand business and had never considered engaging in it. Although many aspects of this world were the same as in his previous life, there were differences still.

Like how some business models hadn’t developed to the stage they had in his former life.

Using his foresight to spout some nonsense was harmless, but if Lin Zhengnan were to delve deep into it, he would be exposed as a paper tiger.

Anyone who could master capital wasn’t a fool, and even if they were, they’d have a strong team behind them to help avoid mistakes.

If Bi Fang really tried to get involved, he’d certainly be swallowed whole, leaving nothing behind, not even bones.

He couldn’t fathom how his predecessors managed to thrive in business after transmigrating to this world.

So it was better to be honest.

The only field he could really handle was Wilderness Survival, in which he was an expert.

He enjoyed and was skilled at Wilderness Survival; if doomsday ever came, he would surely be the last one to die.

“I have a high school classmate whose college professor analyzed this, and he told me I could make some money off it,” Bi Fang casually made someone up.

“I see,” Lin Zhengnan nodded.

He believed it, but not entirely.

If college professors were that amazing, why be a professor at all? Wouldn’t being a consultative expert be much better, and more profitable than teaching?

But since Bi Fang put it that way, Lin Zhengnan took it as the truth.

Moreover, after their conversation, Lin Zhengnan looked at Bi Fang with even more pleasure.

Neither servile nor overbearing, his composure came from the heart.

This was something not just anyone could achieve.

Usually, only those who have reached the pinnacle in a certain field have the confidence and mindset to face leading figures in other areas.

Because such people are sufficiently confident and powerful, often it is others who need them, not they who need others.

Just as Lin Zhengnan had reached the pinnacle in business, many sought to curry favor with him.

Bi Fang was strong enough in the realm of Wilderness Survival that he wasn’t intimidated by him at all.

Important figures tend to have this problem: seeing so many who kowtow to them, they feel intrigued when encountering someone different.

Lin Xue, Lin Chang, and Lin Zhou on the side were taken aback; they didn’t believe what Bi Fang said and thought he was just making excuses, but their dad didn’t seem to mind at all?

Lin Xue was even more starstruck, for even though Lin Zhengnan was her father, she never dared to speak to him that way, and just his sternness could make her nervous.

As the CEO of a company valued at over a trillion Ugly Yuan, assessed by academicians, Lin Zhengnan really hated when people were insincere or went against his will.

Of course, Lin Zhengnan had the confidence to back this up.

Otherwise, Lin Xue wouldn’t have concealed her work at the National Geographic from Lin Zhengnan, nor would she have gone almost a year without contacting her family.

It was only after her life was in danger and with the persuasion of Lin Chang and Lin Zhou that their relationship began to thaw.

Brother Fang is so impressive!

Bi Fang also noticed Lin Xue’s gaze, and he was momentarily taken aback.

What’s this about?

Has she taken a liking to me?

Although I’m quite handsome, and played the hero to save the damsel once, her eyes shouldn’t be sparkling when she looks at me, right?

Wait, it actually seems quite possible!

Bi Fang’s expression became stern, although he liked to work hard.

But freeloading… is not something I can’t consider…

While Bi Fang was internally conflicted, Lin Zhengnan interrupted his thoughts.

“Lin Chang, go get the things,” he said.

“Alright.” Lin Chang nodded and immediately left his seat to fetch the “things” Lin Zhengnan had mentioned.

The main event is coming!

Seeing this, Bi Fang also put down his chopsticks. He certainly hadn’t forgotten the words the Lin siblings had said when they had first met, about giving him a big gift.

Soon enough, Lin Chang came back with two stacks of documents, placing them in front of Bi Fang.

Bi Fang picked up one and read aloud, “Special Broadcast Permit? What’s this?”

Bi Fang, do you have to apply with the local forestry bureau for your livestreams now?” Lin Zhengnan didn’t answer but responded with a question instead.

“Of course, I do.” Bi Fang nodded. He was a law-abiding citizen; both of his livestreams had been approved, and although the process was smooth, it certainly required these steps.

“With this, you don’t need to apply anymore, just report and you’re set,” Lin Chang explained the purpose of the document from the side.

“And you can push the envelope even further with your broadcasts. Like that first livestream of yours when you skinned the rabbit, there’s no need for any cover-up. For many non-protected animals, even the Third-category, Second-class ones, as long as you explain the situation during the livestream, you can capture them. Just don’t catch too many,” he added.

“That powerful?” Bi Fang was surprised.

Such a document could be procured?

It wasn’t just about the scale of the broadcasts; what was more critical was the latter part about capturing non-protected animals, which was awesome!

Aside from “protected animals,” there are many other categories, such as the Third-category, Second-class and so on. The common toad, for instance, is one of them – many people don’t know that catching these is actually illegal. When Bi Fang first livestreamed the collection of sparrow eggs, he had thought about this issue.

Back then, there were quite a few online friends challenging him, insisting that sparrows were second-class protected animals—typical examples of feigning knowledge.

Even in his original world, sparrows were only Third-category, Second-class, not second-class!

In this world, they weren’t even classified as San You, something he had made sure to look up. Who knew better than these amateurs?

“How did you get this thing?” Bi Fang was very curious.

“I pulled some strings,” Lin Zhengnan said indifferently from the side.

Some “strings”?

Bi Fang’s eye twitched, finding it hard to imagine what “a little string-pulling” meant for the CEO of a company that seemed private on the surface but was essentially a state-owned enterprise behind the scenes.

“Of course, the main reason is that your livestream content is positive; otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to do anything. Plus, our country provides preferential treatment for veterans, especially for those taking on high-risk jobs like yours,” Lin Zhengnan added.

Bi Fang nodded; he understood that the identity arranged by the System was quite powerful!

But it was definitely Lin Zhengnan who played the decisive role.

Anyway, this document was of great help to his livestreaming career; indeed, it was a surprising and generous gift.

“What do you think of this house?” Lin Chang suddenly interjected.

“It’s great.” Bi Fang looked up and assessed. The house was indeed nice; he liked it a lot.

Nice lighting, large space, a touch of history, grand and bright, and it looked very expensive.

“It’s yours now.” Lin Chang pointed to the second document.

On the document were several bold characters.

Property Transfer Agreement!