After Rebirth, the Celebrity Daughter is the Medical Expert!-Chapter 230 - 156: She’s Right

"Is there no threshold for livestreaming?" Shi Wangyue said lightly, "There is a threshold for livestreaming. It’s just that the threshold for doing livestreaming is internal. Anyone can do it, but if you want to monetize, make money, support yourself, or even become famous, the threshold is very high. Livestreaming is a winner-take-all industry. If you’re an MCN organization, the prospects are good, but..." He didn’t continue speaking.

"I’m just a travel and food blogger with millions of followers." Xia Dai shrugged.

He had a clear understanding of his own identity.

"That’s still impressive." Shi Wangyue smiled faintly, admiration hidden in his deep eyes for Xia Dai.

"It is pretty good." Xia Dai laughed openly, "To be honest, although compared to you I might not seem like much, I’m quite satisfied with myself."

"Very nice." Shi Wangyue nodded, "Life doesn’t have just one direction. We can grow freely, conquer all directions, or we can proceed steadily, with a continuous quiet flow."

"Youyou has said something similar," Xia Dai laughed heartily, displaying a bold manner.

A few years ago, when he went to college, he couldn’t find his life’s goal or direction, and he had no motivation for a career.

His sister saw that he was a bit down and asked him, "What do you enjoy doing?"

He said, "I have no great ambitions, I just like eating and having fun, and being happy with everyone."

This kind of laid-back attitude might have been criticized as unmotivated by parents or friends in typical families.

But he was quite lucky to have understanding parents who supported him fully.

They never demanded anything of him.

Even though he made it clear long ago that he didn’t like working, they never spoke a word against him.

However, as a young man, without properly studying or aiming for a good job, he began to question his self-worth after drifting aimlessly for too long and wanted to rethink life’s meaning.

Yet after pondering for some time, he still didn’t know what to do.

Until his sister, after hearing his thoughts, shared some vlogs from popular content creators with him.

He started thinking about combining his skills and interests to create his own lifestyle and to explore his value within it.

Then, he decided to move in the direction of new media.

Since he was doing what he wanted and loved to do, he was motivated to do it well.

After setting a future career direction, he started learning bit by bit how to run his new media account. Gradually, because his content was interesting, informative, and useful, more and more fans liked and followed him.

After these years, he has become a travel and food blogger with millions of followers.

Normally, he can live well just by relying on advertising fees and livestreaming sales.

Moreover, he even started his own food brand with his dad, having his own food processing factory.

Now these foods are relatively well-known online; they sell easily and the daily turnover is impressive.

Shi Wangyue looked at Xia Dai full of pride and satisfaction, then lowered his head and walked downstairs with a smile.

Honestly, he was naturally proud and rarely found anyone worth admiring, let alone envying.

But he envied Xia Dai.

It wasn’t about his background, talents, or appearance, etc.

It was because Xia Dai was one of the few people he’s ever known who was able to live under the unconditional love of his parents.

So, he lived openly and freely since childhood.

Although seemingly ordinary, he unknowingly possessed a warm glow.

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Upstairs, the men were focused on business topics and delved deeply into them.

Downstairs, the women’s conversation topics shifted from the noisy neighbors next door to cultural products.

The gentle voice of the girl seemed to become more poetic and affectionate because of the damp, rainy weather.

"I always feel that their music, literature, and even their products exude a kind of delicate and subtle everyday feel, with a small incision, very calm, gentle, making people feel comfortable and touched, like looking up at the sky while feeling grounded, blown by the sea breeze and fantasizing about good things."

Overall, in certain aspects, women’s thoughts tend to be more changeable, while men are more focused.

This is the magic of the Creator.

Outside the window, the rain began to fall lightly, the fine raindrops gently covering the bright red pomegranate flowers in the yard, the slightly tilted petals appearing even more elegant.

Xie Haitang noticed the handsome young man coming downstairs wearing her son’s clothes, looking as fresh as a bamboo forest in the wind, her eyes filled with delight, "Xiao Shi, come over for tea."

It was the kind of pleasure one feels when seeing a beloved younger generation.

Shi Wangyue smiled faintly and agreed gladly, then sat down on the sofa next to Ning Youguang.

Xie Haitang handed a freshly poured cup of clear tea to him.

However, upon seeing the green tea in the white porcelain cup, Shi Wangyue apologized, "Sorry, Aunt, my stomach isn’t very good, and I can’t drink green tea."

Xie Haitang paused, "Well then, I’ll brew you another pot, Jin Jun Mei, Da Hong Pao, are these okay?"

Shi Wangyue was about to agree when Ning Youguang, sitting beside him, smiled and said to him, "Before-Ming Longjing, you can have a little, it’s fine even during this hot spell of July and August."

"Oh." Shi Wangyue immediately picked up the tea and took a sip.

Xia Dai looked on, tongue-tied, "I say, old classmate, we haven’t seen each other for so many years, and you still listen to everything Youyou says."

Shi Wangyue pressed his lips and smiled, "She’s right."

Ning Youguang gave Xia Dai a sideways glance, "I’m the expert, of course he listens to me."

Xie Haitang watched the children in front of her with a gentle smile, "Xiao Shi, stay for lunch."

Then she got up, "I’ll go check in the kitchen, you all chat."

"I’ll be imposing then."

Sitting on the sofa, Shi Wangyue courteously picked up the teapot and elegantly refilled the empty cups on the table.

His exquisitely defined face, hidden in the damp mist, was as graceful and aristocratic as a Chinese ink painting.

Just then, Xia Rong came out of the study after finishing writing.

"Grandfather." Shi Wangyue, after pouring the tea, stood up and bowed respectfully to him.

"Xiao Shi, you’re here." Xia Rong gestured for him to sit down.

"Yes." Shi Wangyue picked up a bag he had brought from beside the sofa, and, with both hands, presented it to Xia Rong, "This morning I heard from Youyou that Xiaoxiao was naughty and knocked over your vase. I am very sorry; these are two vases I selected from the Qiao family estate a few days ago. I hope they can somewhat make up for your loss."

As Shi Wangyue finished speaking, the Xia family living room went quiet.

Not only was Xia Rong dumbfounded, but even Ning Youguang and Xia Dai looked at the seemingly ordinary paper bag in his hand with surprise.

The people present hadn’t expected that inside were items selected from the private collection of the Qiao family estate. 1314