Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy-Chapter 22: She Has an Idea About the Revenue Split

As Jiang Qiuqiu closed her stream, her rank on the charts slowly began to fall, and she soon dropped out of the top ten.

Meimei went into her back-end system and sent her a contract offer message.

Meimei: Hello, Streamer Jiang Juju. My name is Meimei, and I’m an editor in the Federation Star Network’s live streaming department. After watching your stream and its recording, I believe you’re a new streamer with immense potential, and I’d like to offer you a streaming contract. If you’re interested, you can add me as a friend at xxxx, and we can discuss the details.

The moment she sent the message, Meimei received a friend request. She collected herself and quickly accepted it.

The game between editor and streamer began.

Jiang Qiuqiu: Hello.

Meimei: Hello.

Jiang Qiuqiu: You’ve seen my stream and the recording, so I trust you’ve also tried my food. I’m interested in signing and have familiarized myself with the Federation Star Network’s contract standards. I’d like to see the contract.

From the stream, Meimei had heard Jiang Qiuqiu’s sweet and soft-spoken voice and assumed she was a cutesy little girl in private as well.

She never expected her to be so direct and efficient. But on second thought, it made sense. The way she handled situations and conversations on stream several times offered glimpses of her decisiveness.

Jiang Qiuqiu waited for the editor’s reply.

The Federation Star Network’s contracts weren’t exactly state secrets. Soon, the editor readily sent over a contract template.

It was a standard progression contract, starting at F-level. It was evaluated annually; the more revenue a streamer generated for the platform, the higher their contract level would be upon re-evaluation, with the highest being S-level. Reaching S-level meant becoming one of the Federation’s top streamers.

This contract was more or less the same as the ones Jiang Qiuqiu had researched and seemed quite fair.

She had no major issues with the contract itself, but she definitely had some thoughts about the revenue share clause.

Meimei: You can take your time looking over the contract. You can give me an answer tomorrow.

Jiang Qiuqiu: I can give you an answer right now. I have no objections to the contract, but I’d like to change the revenue share for the first year.

Meimei: You should be aware of the rules. Normally, the contract is non-negotiable—

Jiang Qiuqiu: But my situation isn’t normal.

This wasn’t arrogance, just foresight and planning. "I believe this won’t be the only time I make it onto the Federation Star Network’s charts."

She stated that the higher her level became, the more die-hard fans she would have.

Meimei agreed with this point. Many fans in Jiang Qiuqiu’s stream were constantly begging for a tasting slot, but since demand far outstripped supply, they never got one.

When you haven’t tried something yourself, no matter how heartfelt the bullet comments from others are, there’s always a sense of detachment.

But it was different for those who had. Once you tasted the food made by Jiang Qiuqiu’s hands, you would never forget the feeling.

It was an experience that echoed the sentiment of an ancient poem: once you’ve tasted the best, nothing else can compare.

It was just a change to the revenue share. Meimei paused for a moment before saying, "You’re a new streamer, and I haven’t been in my position for long either. I can tell you that the best ratio I can fight for is 60:40, with you getting the 60."

Jiang Qiuqiu: That’s acceptable.

They were both straightforward people. No beating around the bush—they talked business and stuck to the point. Very quickly, they reached an agreement on their future goals.

Jiang Qiuqiu signed the progression contract with a 60:40 revenue split and was officially assigned to Meimei.

With the contract settled, Meimei began to map out Jiang Qiuqiu’s next streaming plan. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Everything out in the open was going smoothly, but—

In some forgotten corner, a certain showy peacock was so furious he squawked like a chicken.