That night, Ye Fei smoked on the balcony.
The apartment he rented was located on the 23rd floor, with a spacious balcony overlooking the night view of the entire community.
The summer evening wind is moist and refreshing, taking away the heat and dullness of the day. Ye Fei leaned against the guardrail made into flower tendrils, staring at the night sky in a daze, and didn't even notice that the soot had burnt for a long time.
What does Yan Xiao like about him? Is it this face
But within two years, the muscles of his whole body will slowly shrink, and his face will be deformed and ugly, and finally he can't even be called a normal person.
Ye Fei took a puff of cigarette and laughed at herself.
He wanted Yan Xiao to stop the loss in time, and stop wasting time on him. But in the tug-of-war, Yan Xiao didn't have the slightest intention to give up, on the contrary, he himself could not keep his heart.
He has been thinking about Yan Xiao more and more recently, and he has become more and more soft-hearted towards Yan Xiao.
Every time I meet him casually, every time I look at each other, the thought of agreeing to him is always in my heart, and I can hardly hold back.
Ye Fei stubbed out the cigarette butt, his eyes were full of bewilderment. By now, he didn't know what to do.
The buzzing and vibrating mobile phone interrupted his thoughts, Ye Fei looked down, it was a WeChat message.
[Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye asked us to give two stars to "Please Sober Up" tonight.]
Ye Fei was already in a bad mood, but this time she found a punching bag.
He sneered, moved his fingers, and sent back a few messages over there.
The next day, Ye Fei came to Tianxi on time.
When Gu Ruijia saw him, it was as if he had seen the backbone, and complained: "Damn, someone maliciously gave our drama a low score!"
"Please Wake Up" had 25 million views on its first day, creating a peak in the number of premieres of online dramas. But many people thought that this was because of Yan Xiao and Ye Fei's enthusiasm, and they might not be able to maintain it the next day.
However, to their disappointment, "Please Be Sober" was spontaneously amended by many netizens because of its funny plot and fast pace. Not only did the playback volume not decline the next day, but it reached 80 million in one fell swoop.
Since this morning, the news about "Please Be Sober" has not stopped, and the major marketing accounts have also changed their previous wait-and-see attitude, and they have left the show to collect traffic, which has attracted many new viewers to the show.
Gu Ruijia has been praised everywhere in the past few days, and she is so beautiful that she almost floats away. Unexpectedly, before he could enjoy the taste of being a winner in life, some people with no eyes came out to destroy him.
"What should I do?" Gu Ruijia took two sips of water and wiped the corners of his mouth, "May I ask Saijun to reset the score? Otherwise, the audience with such a low score won't want to click it after just looking at it."
"I found out last night," Ye Fei sent a WeChat message to Yang Wenxin, the director of public relations, asking him if he was ready, without raising his head, "It's fine, don't worry."
"Then why didn't you tell me? No!" Gu Ruijia slapped the table, "Who did it?"
"Ye Yao." Ye Fei turned on the computer, clicked on the rating page of "Please Be Sober", and browsed the comments of the navy. When he saw the above items, the corners of his lips curled up, signaling Gu Ruijia to come and take a look.
"What's there to see here," Gu Ruijia muttered, but finally came over and read along with the comments, "At 9:30 tonight, I'll give two stars to "Please Be Sober"—what the hell!"
He widened his eyes in disbelief: "This, this has lost its skin? The current business level of the navy is too poor."
"What are you thinking about?" Ye Fei smiled and pushed the computer forward, "When I was in Dingyuan for more than a year, I did it for nothing?"
He is gone, but the employees he promoted are still there. As long as he wants to, he can grasp Dingyuan's movements within minutes.
"Nice," Gu Ruijia gave him thumbs up, convinced, "What's the next step?"
Ye Fei looked at Yang Wenxin's reply and smiled: "Hot search."
Ye Yao gave him such a big gift, it was not in vain.
Therefore, under the operation of Yang Wenxin, the entry ""Please wake up" got a low score" climbed up the hot search that morning.
It was the first time for the melon eaters to see such a careless sailor. While running over to haha, they also remembered the drama "Please Be Sober".
[Hahahahaha, I beat myself!]
[Which company is this drama blocking? I didn't want to watch online dramas at first, but suddenly I felt a little sympathetic and contributed to the broadcast volume.]
[Slap embarrassment on the screen... poisonous.]
[Hahahahahahaha annual sand sculpture news scheduled!]
[Damn, is it disgusting, what about the hard work of other actors and directors?]
[Ahh, Zong Ye is so angry! I'm going to rewatch the drama, Sima the troublemaker!]
The effect of trending searches is visible to the naked eye. When you click on the first episode of "Please Be Sober", many bullet screens are "from Weibo".
Not only that, the enthusiastic melon-eating crowd spontaneously rated "Please Be Sober" because they sympathized with the crew. In less than half a day, the ratings of the drama were posted.
Ye Yao has worked so hard, not to mention nothing, but he has made Ye Fei a success.
"Pfft," Gu Ruijia gloated and put down the phone, "That idiot Ye Yao is probably going to vomit blood."
"He vomited blood?" Ye Fei closed his eye sockets on the sofa, lazily like a cat taking a nap, "It's still early."
"What?" Gu Ruijia knew that he still had another trick as soon as he heard this, and rubbed his hands eagerly, "Let's talk! Tell me! Let me get excited in advance."
Ye Fei said casually: "Shuijun still has the last layer of skin." But it is probably about the same now.
Sure enough, not long after he said this, someone picked out their true colors from the past posts and replies of this group of sailors.
These two-star accounts, all of which Amway praised were artists from Dingyuan!
One stone caused a thousand waves. Both Dingyuan and Tianxi are medium-sized film and television companies, and there must be competition between them. It's okay to be upright, but this kind of behavior of secretly making small moves behind the scenes is really disgusting.
[Let the navy get a low score... Dingyuan's layout is so small.]
[I remember that some time ago someone picked it up. The original general manager of Dingyuan was Ye Fei, but now it is his younger brother Ye Yao. Emmmmm, Ye Yao seems to have something.]
[Ah, fortunately, my idol is not from Dingyuan, it's too scary.]
[Other film and television companies should be careful. Today is Tianxi, but tomorrow I don't know who it is. After all, they can be cruel to their own brothers.]
[This is unfair competition, right? Can Tianxi sue?]
[It's too wicked, is this okay? ? What a fucking show.]
Dingyuan's original PR director was Yang Wenxin, but now Yang Wenxin has joined Tianxi. Ye Yao and Ye Fei's people didn't even give time for the handover, and let Yang Wenxin go directly.
The public relations department of the film and television company is very important, Ye Yao could only recruit a public relations director in a hurry.
This public relations director can only talk on paper, but will wither when it comes to real swords and guns. I didn't react when the public opinion fermented, and it was too late to figure out a solution.
The public opinion on the Internet is almost one-sided, and Dingyuan's reputation is completely rotten.
Ye Yao wanted to sign a few second-tier artists before, but the contracts were pretty much the same, and the only thing he had to do was sign them, but he changed his mind today.
Not only that, Ding Yuan was planning to shoot a large-scale costume drama, but Ye Yao talked about it, and finally persuaded Li Zhongyuan, the successor of Baofeng Media, to invest. As soon as this incident happened today, Li Zhongyuan immediately withdrew his capital.
Ye Yao was scolded bloody by Father Ye in front of his subordinates. She lost all face in her face, and wanted to remedy it. She was trembling with anger, so she borrowed the assistant's cell phone and called Ye Fei directly.
"Ye Fei, are you cheating on me on purpose?"
"That's what I said," Ye Fei put the phone on the table, turned on the public release, and said with a smile, "Don't you know whoever flirts first?"
"Fuck-you-mother!" Ye Yao was furious, and he spat out all kinds of obscenities, "You are like your short-lived mother, you will never die in this life, I..."
"If you haven't learned the C language well, you will speak some B words," Ye Fei interrupted him lightly, "If you keep messing around, Dingyuan will not only have a bad reputation."
Ye Fei used to let Ye Yao do everything, and gradually raised his courage. Even though the two have been torn apart for so long, Ye Yao's mentality has not changed.
Now hearing Ye Fei's indifferent tone, he suddenly woke up.
"No matter what, I still have my dad." Ye Yao slowed down and sneered, "What about you, does anyone care about you?"
Ye Fei's face remained unchanged, but her eyelids drooped slightly.
"Wait, I didn't think carefully this time," Ye Yao stood up while supporting the desk, remembering the big project he had invested in before, "The Road to the Promotion of the Concubine", and his broken confidence slowly returned, "Next You won't be so lucky next time."
"Pfft," Ye Fei sneered, and said lazily, "Okay, I'll wait for you to swear the most harshly, and throw the most severe words on the street."
Said, too lazy to talk to him, cut off the phone directly.
Because of Ye Yao's mess, Ye Fei was under low pressure all day, even Gu Ruijia didn't dare to provoke him. When he was about to get off work, he was thinking about asking Zhou Zhensheng and the others out for a drink, when he received a call from Yan Xiao.
Recently, their contact has become very frequent, basically Yan Xiao took the initiative.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao asked him, "When do you get off work, I'll take you home along the way."
"No need," Ye Fei put his feet on the coffee table and refused, "I drove the car."
"Take my car," Yan Xiao said immediately, "It will be tiring to drive after a day of work."
"Who said I'm tired?" Ye Fei raised her eyebrows, and began to yawn again, "Yan always blames himself for his lack of physical strength, so he blames others."
After he finished speaking, he regretted it. It sounded like he was flirting with Yan Xiao.
"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called his name, and said, "I am physically strong, do you need me to prove it to you?"
Ye Fei knew that the proof Yan Xiao said was definitely not the one she thought of, but she still had a feeling of being molested in her heart. He coughed and stopped talking, but returned to the topic: "Go back by yourself and leave me alone."
"I want to go home with you," Yan Xiao said after a moment of silence, "Is that okay? Ye Fei."
Ye Fei didn't speak, and Yan Xiao didn't continue. He just kept silent like that, as if he was sure that Ye Fei would soften his heart to him.
I don't know how long it took, but Ye Fei finally let go: "All right," he said, "Come on."
Yan Xiao said, "I'll be right over," and hung up the phone.
Twenty minutes later, Ye Fei received a message from Yan Xiao, saying that he had gone downstairs to the company.
Ye Fei grabbed the bag on the table and went downstairs.
As soon as he got out of the gate, he saw Yan Xiao standing beside the car. He was wearing a light gray suit, with no expression on his face, as if he was very indifferent. But his eyes kept looking at the gate of Tianxi, and when he saw Ye Fei coming out, his whole body became lively.
So Ye Fei held back the phrase "Don't come again", but didn't say it.
Previously, Yan Xiao's villa had a combination lock, and he needed a key to change to an apartment.
As he got out of the elevator, he fumbled for the keys from his computer bag. Because the rings of the key chain were too small, one of them missed and fell to the ground, right at Ye Fei's feet.
Ye Fei lowered her head.
It was an old key chain with scratches all over the steel rim, and it held a small, miniature white No. 42 jersey underneath.
"Huh?" Ye Fei squatted down, looked at the key chain carefully, and said in a daze: "This thing looks familiar..."