You call this entrepreneurship?

Chapter 116 Traffic Password
When Rachel and others heard that the company had a new task, they were all very excited and rushed over without hesitation.

Although the job of a picture reviewer is very easy, it no longer requires the same degrading part-time job as before.

But in terms of income, there is a huge difference. Their current income is only one-tenth of what it was before.

Of course, this does not mean that they still miss the kind of fearful and lucrative part-time job.

What they miss is their previous job as promoters, which had comprehensive benefits, generous salary and bonus subsidies.

There are professional makeup artists, stylists, photographers, and even dedicated drivers and bodyguards.

This is their dream job.

Unfortunately, the job only lasted six weeks.

After signing a confidentiality agreement, they could only be assigned to the picture review department and look at some boring and obscene pictures every day.

Therefore, when the company called them again, they were as excited as if they had won the lottery again.

When they stepped into the familiar but unfamiliar studio, they saw makeup artists, stylists, and photographers again.

And the boss of the company.

It's back, it's all back.

Rachel asked very excitedly: "BOSS, who are we going to seduce this time?"

"NO!" Qin Shaoyan directly rejected Rachel's idea, "You don't need to sell your body this time, you only need to sell your beauty!"

Rachel was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this meant.

"Isn't that different?"

"No, no, no, it's completely different!" Qin Shaoyan said with a faint smile, "What you have to do now is to become a model and show off your beautiful bodies to your heart's content."

"You no longer have to do offline work. From now on, the main battlefield for your work will be on the Internet!"

"From now on, you will become the first generation of Internet celebrities."

"Photographer, use all your abilities to take pictures of all their beautiful sides."

The photographer said confidently, "Don't worry, I have been a photographer for Playboy for seven years, and I am the best at this."

The makeup artists and stylists swarmed over, pressed Rachel on the chair, and then took out various makeup tools and started working.

"No, no, no, you don't need that kind of rigid portrait, you need a sense of art and a sense of life!"

"Make it different from photo magazines, otherwise why would anyone want to read her!"

"Don't be too explicit! Keep it secretive and shoot step by step!"

"Imitate! Imitate! Who is the hottest female star now? Imitate it according to that feeling!"

"We need to make it look like a high-end imitation, so that it looks similar at first glance, but it's different when you look closely!"

"Infringement? What kind of infringement! Don't worry about the other party's lawyer coming to sue you. If there is a lawyer's letter indicating that you are famous, the company's lawyers will come to help you then. You don't have to worry about this!"

The photographer constantly adjusted the lens and angle to take a series of photos.

Then comes the photo retoucher, who uses PS to modify and make every picture beautiful.

At the same time, Qin Shaoyan was studying special tools for the Navy with a group of programmers.

"First of all, we need to make it realistic. We can't just randomly say a few words like a robot, which will reveal the truth at a glance. We need to compile a few lexicon."

"Not only should there be praise, but also ridicule and abuse. For example, my dogs are smarter than you, but you are as ugly as a groundhog that just crawled out of the ground."

"Most people don't speak, but you have to imitate their actions, such as randomness. They browse aimlessly and don't need to stay on most pages for too long."

“Beautiful women, firearms, cats, dogs and pets, these pages should be focused on.”

"First try it on other people's websites, keep updating and iterating, and then use it on our own website when it matures." Qin Shaoyan warned carefully, "Be sure to remember not to go too far, or the website will crash. It wouldn’t be fun anymore.” “Now, let’s get started!”

"Let's see if the Tupu website can withstand the test!"

……

In my dormitory at Harvard University.

Mark Zuckerberg was browsing Facebook's website, thinking about what he could learn from and pay homage to, and what new features he could port to his own website.

He looked at Facebook with some jealousy. He once had the idea of ​​creating a similar website and built a website he liked from scratch.

But before I could take action, Facebook appeared.

Facebook is like a mirror, perfectly realizing all his ideas, even better and more perfect than what he thought.

From the moment Facebook appeared, Zuckerberg was addicted to Facebook and absorbed nutrition from it bit by bit.

Three months later, Zuckerberg restructured his idea and created a website similar to Facebook - Graph.

But Zuckerberg soon discovered to his dismay that no matter how much he improved it, his website was still very similar to Facebook.

The same page, the same function, and even the same positioning.

Zuckerberg felt like he was living in a shadow, unable to escape the influence of Facebook.

He knew he had to make changes or his website wouldn't survive.

Even his classmates and good friends said, "We all have Facebook, why should we go to your website? Your website is not as good as Facebook."

When Zuckerberg was worried about the future of his website, he suddenly discovered that the backend traffic of the website was skyrocketing.

Usually there are only a few dozen active, but suddenly there are hundreds, and the number is constantly rising.

Zuckerberg thought for a moment that there was a bug, but after careful inspection, he found that the traffic was really increasing.

He quickly checked the reason and found that one user was particularly popular, so he quickly opened the user's page to check what happened.

Hollyshit!

Looking at the slowly loading pictures, Zuckerberg felt a surge of blood.

Groups of sexy and seductive pictures were displayed in front of him.

Elegant, charming, hot and mysterious, photos of different styles appear in the album.

These pictures are not explicit, but there is something indescribably sexy about them.

The blogger only wrote one sentence on the photo album, "Follow me, new photos will be posted every day."

Below the photo album, a lot of complimentary messages filled the comment area.

Soon the blogger posted another update, "If there are more than a thousand followers, I will post hotter photos."

Then, Zuckerberg watched in stunned silence as the number of followers of this user continued to rise, and soon exceeded a thousand.

In the following days, Zuckerberg will pay attention to this user's page every day.

He didn't want to see the dirty pictures, he just wanted to see how much attention this user would bring.

As time goes by, more and more people pay attention to it, and the photos posted by this user become more and more bold, comparable to adult programs.

At the same time, the traffic of the website is also rising rapidly, and many new users are pouring in.

Zuckerberg felt like he had discovered a new traffic password.

(End of this chapter)