I earn merit in the entertainment industry

"Sister Lan, you didn't really prescribe a yearly subscription for him, did you? How can it be so popular in the hot searches?"

Deng Zian chuckled on the other end of the phone.

"Later, Haiyang's own fans also saw the video posted by this young lady. They were noisy and forwarded the video."

"Also, Sister Lan, you know that Gao Junqi's fans have always had a good relationship with our "Langlanghua". When I saw that it was Song Yuchen's fans who were making rude remarks again, I rolled up my sleeves."

Zhang Xianglan nodded, she understood this.

The enemy of the enemy is the friend.

Gao Junqi and Song Yuchen have always been rivals, and they have become accustomed to it long ago.

Even without Zhan Haiyang, the two families would start scolding each other as soon as they met.

She listened to Zian's words and slowly walked back to her desk.

She put down the coffee cup and raised her hand to rub her brow.

For several days in a row, she worked overtime until very late, which was really unbearable.

If there was nothing big going on with Zhan Haiyang, she planned to leave everything to Zian.

She really needed to take a break.

Deng Zian's smiling voice continued, "Wonderful things are yet to come!"

"The young lady who posted this post saw that everyone said she was paid to promote it, so she didn't defend herself and just posted a link."

"It turns out that she had already sent a photo of Zhan Haiyang as early as the day it rained heavily."

However, she was late and did not explain the matter in such detail.

I just wanted to ask if any of my fans know this handsome guy.

The photo she sent was a side profile under a streetlight at night.

Many people paid attention to the photo, which showed the young man wearing an unseasonable white shirt and a pair of long legs.

"Oh, isn't this my younger brother who insists on saying he's not afraid of the cold even though he's shaking?"

"This is my husband. He is lying next to me exhausted now. He admitted it himself."

"The guy upstairs, I suspect you're driving a little too fast!"

"The boy in the photo is very handsome. Why are you digging out sewer pipes? My sister steals electric cars to support you."

"Is the blogger trying out the recently popular AI painting? Whose handsome guy comes out to dig out the sewer in the middle of the night? But there is no trace of synthesis at all."

Deng Zian was probably sitting next to the computer, talking on the phone while sending the link to the young lady.

Zhang Xianglan followed the latest link posted by the young lady and quickly found the photo of Zhan Haiyang on the day of the heavy rain.

Zhang Shanglan stared at Zhan Haiyang in the photo.

At first glance, it’s really beautiful!

This blogger’s level of photo editing is professional.

Taking another look, hey, this kid is really not afraid of the cold.

When she heard what Zian said just now, she didn't feel much. Now she saw the child standing in the rain wearing only a shirt.

She couldn't help but shudder.

Zhan Haiyang's suit was borrowed from a brand she had found that had long-term cooperation with the company.

She really knows how to match it.

As expected of a young man, he is full of firepower.

Zhang Xianglan's eyes dropped down and fell on the pair of leather shoes on Zhan Haiyang's feet.

No wonder those shoes were completely ruined.

That night, she was still confused when she received the message from Mr. Zhou.

I don’t know why Mr. Zhou suddenly said that if Zhan Haiyang’s clothes incurred expenses that needed to be compensated that day, he would ask the finance department to take them out of his personal account.

She thought of countless reasons at the time, including those who drove and those who didn't drive, those who took the expressway but not the expressway.

In the end, they all suppressed their curiosity and only responded:

Received, Mr. Zhou.

Based on this calculation, Zhan Haiyang should have got off the car on the way home with Mr. Zhou to do something good.

So, is Mr. Zhou silently pampering Zhan Haiyang?

She remembered that Mr. Zhou had sent a special message, telling her to handle the matter in a low-key manner and there was no need to let Zhan Haiyang know.

Zhang Xianglan narrowed his eyes and curved the corners of his lips.

What kind of drama is this that "just do what you want to do, and I will be your strong backing"!

She got addicted to this candy!

Deng Zian's voice brought back Zhang Xianglan's thoughts.

"Sister Lan, do you know what happened in the end?"

Zhang Xianglan followed Deng Zian's excited tone and asked, "What happened?"

"Didn't there be a traffic jam due to flooding in the street that night? The driver of one of the cars was our family's 'Langlanghua'."

The fan had seen Zhan Haiyang that day, but he didn't dare to think that the handsome boy was his favorite artist.

At that time, I was still saying to my friend who was sitting in the car, why does this person look so much like my idol?

She had been watching a variety show tonight, and after watching it, she went to the Langlanghua group with her little sisters to give Zhan Haiyang a rainbow fart for a long time.

It wasn't until I heard people talking about someone meeting Zhan Haiyang that rainy night that I excitedly rushed to the underground parking garage to get the memory card of the driving recorder.

This fan's family had encountered trouble before, so the car recorders they bought were all very high-definition.

Moreover, her car was parked closer to Zhan Haiyang than the young lady who posted on Weibo.

The video she edited from the memory card was clearer than the one the young lady sent.

"The witnesses and physical evidence are all there, but those black guys still wanted to jump around, but they were pushed down by netizens."

Nowadays, many netizens have more and more correct views.

They all believe that regardless of whether Zhan Haiyang is just showing off, he is good at standing up when everyone needs him.

You say people are putting on a show, why don't you go dig out the trash in the ice water?

After Deng Zian finished explaining the matter, he asked for instructions: "Sister Lan, do we want to end the review?"

Zhang Xianglan glanced at the time on the computer monitor again.

It's almost a bit faster.

"Don't worry about it for now. Public opinion is now moving in a good direction."

Those who scold the team, let them scold them. Those who can't be scolded should stop being in the entertainment industry.

She has long been used to being scolded for anything she has done or not done.

"Ocean is here to do good things, and we are not looking for people to hype it up. There is no reason for anyone to arrest it."

"If fans want to brag, let them brag. You can't say that because you are an artist, you don't dare to brag about good things you have done."

If you want to be black, go ahead and be black. Only those who are not popular will not be black.

Deng Zian strongly agreed with Zhang Xianglan's words and planned to take a rest after hanging up the phone.

Zhang Xianglan put down her phone and just picked up the mouse when she remembered whether Zhan Haiyang had seen the hot search.

Zhan Haiyang has a particularly good habit of consciously reporting to her when going out.

He went to pick up his grandma from the hospital today, and planned to stay with her at his home for one night. Maybe he didn't know that yet.

She picked up her phone again and sent a message to Zhan Haiyang.

"If you see something trending on the Internet, don't worry, it doesn't seem to be a problem at the moment."

"Let's talk on the phone tomorrow."

Putting down the phone again, Zhang Xianglan felt a sudden onset of fatigue.

Forget it, the work is endless, she should go back and take a rest first.

Turn off the computer and get up to get off work.