My Weibo Page is Able to Tell Fortunes

Chapter 144: single

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Although Shen Yuanye still had some doubts deep in his heart, most of the things on the surface can be explained, so he put this matter back for a while.

After all, the boss is his own fan, and he is still a cute little guy with a lot of inner drama. This kind of contrast is relatively rare.

She hasn't really met Wen Congyan until now.

Shen Yuanye turned to the trending search, and the topic of her own identity has dropped from the trending search, and she has returned to the previous various stars competing for beauty.

But right here, she discovered a somewhat strange topic.

Shen Yuanye clicked in, and knew what was going on as soon as he saw the picture.

The screen of the live broadcast room was screenshotted.

It should have been thought of earlier, after all, the man was live broadcasting at that time, so there must be something good to film, and the video can be seen on the riverside, which means that it has also leaked online.

Perhaps because of her positive identity, the marketing account didn't dare to say too much.

"What's at the bottom of the pit, it looks so disgusting."

"It's good-looking even if you wear a mask, you can tell that she is a big beauty. Alas, this young lady is really beautiful in every movement and stillness."

"This is a good-looking match. The two of them are so harmonious standing together, but the pit in front of them is a bit disgusting... Why don't you make a mosaic?"

"Is it just me who thinks it fits well?"

"What's the name of this policeman? He looks real! It's hundreds of times better than the current little fresh meat, please Weibo portal!"

Shen Yuanye looked down, there was another quarrel with the stars, all kinds of fresh meat fans and sunspots were mixed together.

And the only one who faced the problem squarely, gave out the official blog of the Jianghai District Criminal Investigation Detachment, and immediately got a bunch of 666s.

However, the power of netizens is powerful.

Shen Yuanye still saw Jiang Pan's Weibo name from the comments below.

In fact, she didn't think there was anything strange about it. After all, his Weibo name directly contained his name and occupation, and anyone with a little thought could find it.

Shen Yuanye touched the portal along the way.

Jiangpan's Weibo was as empty as ever.

The latest one pointed out an error in a case on the Internet. With a serious look, she could imagine Jiang Pan frowning at the error on Weibo, and then pointed out the error seriously.

The blogger made the modification humbly.

Shen Yuanye looked at it for a while, felt that there was nothing to look at, and quit again, continued to browse the comments under this hot search, and then saw the wind direction under another marketing account.

"Transportation Gate @截武江川, thank you very much."

"That's right, it should be me. My brother's sister-in-law's classmate's brother works there. I just asked on WeChat."

"He liked a Weibo of Shen Yuanye three days ago!"

"Upstairs is ignorant. Apart from Jianghai District's official blog, the ones he likes on Weibo are Shen Yuanye's. It's tricky at first glance."

There is such a thing

Shen Yuanye didn't notice it herself, she quickly re-entered Jiangpan's Weibo, and clicked on the Weibo that the other party had liked, with a complicated expression on her face.

Indeed, more than one of her microblogs has been liked.

It can be said that everyone has liked it...

Is this the weibo that raped her? Does it depend on whether she is working hard

Thinking of all kinds of reasons, Shen Yuanye felt that Jiang Pan was really incomprehensible. Coupled with the content after following Weibo before, his feelings towards him were even more complicated.

Extremely complicated.

Entering the entertainment industry is not short, she seems to see that there may be CP fans in the future.

After all, these days, even Voldemort and Lin Daiyu can be together...

***

The next day, Shen Yuanye went directly to the company.

For Huayi, her current momentum can be said to be quite promising.

Modeling is a job of youth, and she attended one of the four major fashion weeks at her best age, and she has capital.

There are not many domestic models who can participate in Fashion Week, and Huayi models are not the main body, except for Zhou Lu, she is one of them.

Therefore, the contract will be changed.

Liu Li told her about it last night, and she came here to sign a new contract today.

Even under the influence of Zhang Wentao and Li Mengran, the contract treatment was good before, but it is different from the current situation.

The new treatment she received on her own merits was enough to hold her head high.

After signing the contract, the people from the legal department left, leaving only Liu Li and Shen Yuanye inside.

Liu Li thought for a while, and then asked: "By the way, you don't have any dark history in that orphanage, do you?"

Shen Yuanye naturally understood her cryptic meaning.

There have been a lot of orphanage-related news exposed on Weibo, obscene, obscene and disgusting, unbelievable...

But she could easily say: "Don't worry, Sister Li."

Seeing her frank appearance, Liu Li is no longer worried, "Then the company's public relations can be bigger in the next step."

Shen Yuanye added: "I don't think being an orphan is a big deal either."

Although some netizens are saying that she relied on this background to sell miserably to increase her popularity, there are also other netizens who picked up what she has done over the years.

The things she sent back from her part-time job after college, including the things she has enough grades to do now, can be easily investigated.

Netizens are so powerful that they can even find out anything she sent.

Naturally, Huayi is happy to see this kind of thing come to fruition, and even guided some of it, so that all the images about her on the Internet are positive.

Shen Yuanye won't care about these things, Liu Li is in charge.

The orphanage is like home to her. Others don't understand it and think it's nothing, but it's different in her heart.

"Of course." Liu Li raised her eyebrows and said, "Compared to others, in the outside world, you are synonymous with inspiration."

It's just that there will be some influence in the circle.

Liu Li whispered: "But because of this status, try not to offend others. Although Huayi can help you handle most things, there are some things that the company can't offend others for an artist, you know."

She had to point out the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry.

Shen Yuanye thought for a while, "It should be fine."

She is not a person who offends people for no reason, and often saves people by herself, and besides... she has a very powerful fanboy.

Wen Congyan's existence seemed to give her a shot in the arm.

Shen Yuanye suddenly asked: "By the way, Sister Li, do you know any news about the Wen family? Is there anyone in the entertainment industry?"

Liu Li has been in the imperial capital for so long, and she knows exactly who can and cannot be offended by those in the upper class.

"No." She thought for a while, "As far as I know, no, they have not set foot in the entertainment industry, what's wrong?"

Shen Yuanye shook his head, "It's nothing, I'm just curious."

Liu Li didn't have much doubt, "The company will have a party next month, and everyone will attend it, including the media. I'll see if there is any brand owner to borrow your dress."

This kind of brand business borrowing dresses is already the norm in the entertainment industry.

Many of the stars who walk the red carpet wear dresses that endorse brands, thus reaching the point of publicity.

Shen Yuanye nodded: "Okay."

When she left Huayi Building, she saw Lu Yue waiting in the parking lot, and the content of her Weibo suddenly jumped into her mind.

Shen Yuanye suddenly thought of one thing.

On the day of following Luyue Weibo, the content of the calendar line illustration on the seventh day is that Luyue is standing outside the car and reporting to Wen Congyan.

And the day after tomorrow is that day, maybe she can use this opportunity to meet Wen Congyan directly.

Not only did he have the opportunity to find out who the person who attacked her was, but he could also find out if he was really his fanboy.

As for the dress, it would be better to return it.

It is impossible for her to accept such a heavy gift from a small fan, no matter what it is, it is unreasonable.

Shen Yuanye glanced at Lu Yue in the driver's seat, but said nothing.

The mobile phone in her pocket suddenly jumped, and she took it out to see that it was a WeChat message from Ren Lulu.

Click to open, is a series of exclamation points.

Ren Lulu: "!!!!"

Ren Lulu: "Do you know what terrible things the captain did?"

Shen Yuanye typed casually: "What terrible thing?"

About ten seconds later, a paragraph of text was sent over, with an emoticon of "I'm afraid, I'm afraid": "I told the team leader that rumors are spreading on Weibo. Do you want to clarify? You know How did the captain answer? The captain looked at the content on Weibo very seriously, and then told me that none of these have been reposted 500 times, so I don’t need to pay attention... But everyone is commenting, how can they be reposted 500 times???”

Shen Yuanye thought about the scene, and what Jiang Pan said was true.

The penalty standard on the Internet will only be included if it exceeds 500, and the amount of comment forwarding basically cannot exceed this amount.

Ren Lulu sent another message: "He watched it so earnestly for several hours, I don't know what he thought he was watching an action education movie."

After a while, she suddenly withdrew the message and resent it: "I accidentally said something wrong just now."

Shen Yuanye asked curiously, "Will Jiangpan also watch that kind of movie?"

After a while, Ren Lulu suddenly thought of a case that happened a long time ago.

She thought about it carefully, and replied: "Probably not, after all, he looks like an old antique who has never had sex, and a poor single who has never seen a few movies..."

The author has something to say: Wen Congyan: Tsk, poor