Bilibili’s I’m the Big Boss
12 Prepare to acquire B site

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" Hello, may I ask if you're the stationmaster of Bilibili? Yes, I want to acquire your website. Yes, and you'll be the stationmaster…"

Before dinner, Ye Han contacted the stationmaster of Bilibili and decided to carry out his acquisition plan. As for the money, he would definitely have to borrow it from his parents first. Moreover, he did not believe that 9981 was so popular now that it did not make any money.

"300,000 yuan? Okay, I'll think about it and call you later. Okay, bye.”

Ye Han frowned. Although most websites would require more than 500,000 yuan, the traffic on B site was too low. To be honest, selling it for 300,000 yuan was a little expensive, but it was not unacceptable.

Hence, during dinner…

"Dad, lend me 300 thousand yuan first."

Ye Han looked at Ye Fan and said.

"No problem, but you have to tell me what you want to do.”

Ye Fan nodded. There was no problem with borrowing 300,000 yuan. After all, the profits that the song had brought to the company had already exceeded 300,000 yuan. However, he wanted to know what his son was going to do with the money.

"I can't tell you the reason for buying the website.”

Ye Han couldn't possibly say that he wanted this world's Bilibili to return to the glory of Bilibili in his previous life.

"A website worth 300,000 yuan?"

"A small website. How about this? I'll find one for you from the company. Anyway, it's definitely bigger than this website.”

Ye Fan put down the chopsticks in his hand and said. Since Ye Han had a reason not to say, he would not ask anything. However, why did he buy such a small website?

"There's no need, Dad. I just want to buy this website because it means something different to me.”

Ye Han refused without hesitation. If it wasn't for Bilibili, all his efforts would be meaningless.

"Alright, since you've decided.”Ye Fan took out his phone and transferred 300,000 yuan to Ye Han's bank card."I've already transferred the money to you. If there's any trouble with the website, let me know.”

"Yes."

Ye Han smiled and nodded.

"Alright, hurry up and eat, or it'll get cold.”

At this moment, Han Mengling opened her mouth. She felt that if she didn't say anything, tonight's dinner would be cold again.

"Alright, let's eat."

The father and son naturally agreed. They picked up their chopsticks and quietly ate dinner.

After dinner, Ye Han returned to his room and looked at the comments below his song. Although the song was getting more and more popular, causing many haters and Internet trolls, because the quality of the song was high enough, coupled with the comments of many big shots in the music industry, it couldn't cause any waves. It was suppressed by a large number of good reviews.

"Xiaolan, how many popularity points do I have now?”

Ye Han asked the system.

"Master's popularity is soaring. It has already risen to 460,000!”

Xiao Lan said in a surprised tone.

"Then what level of computer software usage ability can I exchange for?”

Ye Han asked. This was the only advantage of his ability exchange. He could freely control the range of choices. Just like how music contained singing skills, musical instruments and a series of music-related things, computer video editing software also belonged to the computer software. Therefore, it would be more suitable to exchange for computer software abilities.

"Master's current popularity points can only be exchanged for intermediate computer software usage abilities. Beginner abilities require 10,000 popularity points, beginner abilities require 100,000 popularity points, intermediate abilities require 300,000 popularity points, advanced abilities require 800,000 popularity points, master requires 3 million popularity points, and grandmaster requires 10 million popularity points. Because the system's original intention is to recommend master to use the lottery method to obtain abilities, it is very expensive to directly use popularity points to exchange for abilities.”

Lan explained.

"If that's the case, then I'll use 100,000 popularity points to draw the prize first.”

Ye Han decided. The remaining 360,000 yuan could be exchanged for the ability he needed anyway. At most, he would just gamble once and try it out. What if he could get it.

"Alright, please choose, Master."

As soon as Xiao Lan finished speaking, five cards that were emitting golden light appeared in front of Ye Han.

Ye Han picked the middle one with ease, because he always had a premonition that something good would be placed in the middle, but it was just metaphysics.

The golden light on the card in the middle dissipated, revealing the words written on it: Master level Wing Chun Fist.

"I just used Master Ye's words to show off before. This time, I directly obtained his fist technique. If I said it at that time and did it, this is my ninja path, then would I be able to obtain the divine skill of making meatballs?”

Ye Han fantasized, but the Master Level Wing Chun Fist was already very strong, and it was enough for self-defense.

Most importantly, he couldn't use it even if he obtained the meatball. After all, there was Naruto in this world. If he used this skill, he would be invited to the research lab to be sliced up.

Thinking of this, Ye Han couldn't help but tremble. Forget about slicing or whatever, it was too scary!

The lottery was indeed much more profitable, but he had no choice. He needed this ability now.

Thinking of this, Ye Han said to Xiao Lan,"Xiaolan, help me exchange for an intermediate computer software ability.”

"Alright, the exchange has been successful."

Lan said seriously.

"I'll download the video of Journey to the West on my computer first. I can take a break for a while.”

Ye Han controlled the computer to download the video of Journey to the West, but he lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep because he really couldn't take it anymore.

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