rebirth of internet celebrity

The next day, Fan Pengyu called Huo Jiang to the accounting room, and euphemistically explained what Li Siwen meant.

After saying it three times, Huo Jiang finally said "ah" and understood what he meant.

This is to "confiscate" the Weibo account.

"It was Li Siwen who came up with the idea for you, right?" Huo Jiang didn't agree, nor did he say no.

Fan Pengyu didn't know how Huo Jiang guessed it, and felt that there was nothing to deny about it. After all, Li Siwen was doing it for his own good, so he nodded and admitted, "He really said it."

Huo Jiang let out a slow "tss", with dissatisfaction hanging on his face, "I knew I couldn't run away from him."

"How did you talk?" Fan Pengyu was stabbed by Huo Jiang's tone for the first time, and he slapped the table, "I'm doing it for your own good. You've been too addicted to the Internet recently, and you don't do business all day long."

"For my own good? Not doing business properly?" Huo Jiang was annoyed and funny, "Brother Fan, in all fairness, whether I post on Weibo or surf the Internet, I use my spare time. I have never delayed work, nor affected my work. I haven’t taken photos in the store, and I haven’t taken anything from the kitchen, so how can you say I’m not doing my job properly?”

Fan Pengyu was speechless for a while.

Huo Jiang didn't wait for him to express his opinion. He pulled a piece of paper from the table and began to write and draw to calculate the accounts, "I don't have too many fans now, but the number of reposts of some popular Weibo is basically too high. 200. Judging from this amount of exposure, I now charge 400 to 800 yuan to repost an ordinary advertisement, and 1000 to 20 yuan to forward a creative advertisement. I can publish at least four creative advertisements every month, and I can accept ordinary advertisements every day. Publicity. This is not counting the red envelopes given to me by customers... If I continue to operate this account, maybe in less than a year, the number of fans will exceed [-]. At that time, the price of ordinary advertising will double, and the cost of creative advertising will have to be negotiated privately Let's talk... two years later..."

"Stop, stop!" Fan Pengyu realized something was wrong, "You want to make money from Weibo?"

"Can't you?"

Fan Pengyu hated iron but steel, "Naive! Childish! Xiao Jiang, you have never seen the world, you have never been in the society, and you don't know the difficulties of starting a business. Why do you make money for you? You think too much about this. Easy!"

Huo Jiang retorted, "It's you who made the Internet complicated. I'm not stupid, and I won't be fooled by playing Weibo.", "Confused!" Fan Pengyu almost pointed at Huo Jiang's forehead, "What do you really think? Everything is so simple? If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be able to survive in the kitchen of our Sichuan restaurant! You’d be eaten alive! You can’t listen to me, go to work, and don’t think about those who have nothing. of."

"Then what? Earn money, marry a wife, and outsource a kitchen with a set of people like Master Cai? Then give birth to a son who will also be a cook, and there will be endless children and grandchildren, and I will be stuck in the kitchen for the rest of my life?" Then everyone They all classify me as a low class, thinking that I am a cook who can't get on the stage?

Although the second half of the sentence was swallowed back, Huo Jiang still said this with resentment, which made Fan Pengyu stunned.

Huo Jiang took the notebook on the table, called up the Weibo interface, found out the job offer in the private message, and showed Fan Pengyu the clearly priced advertising terms.

"Brother Fan, the times are different, and even mobile phones can access the Internet. I am very grateful that you can take care of me. But I also have my own ideas, and I want to make a breakthrough. I cannot give you this Weibo account."

Anything has to be right in front of your eyes to be convincing.Fan Pengyu doesn't play Weibo, Li Siwen always whispers about Huo Jiang's Weibo in his ear, because the tone is contemptuous, it infiltrates Fan Pengyu with a thought: This is heresy, you can't get on it Entertainment and mental anesthesia on the countertop.

But when these thousands of comments, reposts, and paid drafts were placed in front of him, Fan Pengyu was stunned.

It turns out that you can also tinker with the Internet.

It turned out that Huo Jiang still had these two tricks.

So many people like Huo Jiang.

It turns out that this Weibo account...may be very valuable.

Thinking about how he brazenly asked Huo Jiang to hand over his account and change it to the name of a Sichuan restaurant just now, Fan Pengyu was only ashamed of himself.He is a big man, if he wants money, he has money, he wants a shop, he wants face, there is no need to take advantage of it!Moreover, it still took Huo Jiang's advantage.

Huo Jiang said again, "You can also tell Li Siwen that he is not the only smart person in the world. If he doesn't like me, he can tell it clearly and don't need to make small moves behind his back."

Fan Pengyu frowned, "Don't say it's so ugly. Sven is not this kind of person, and he won't take advantage of you. He's just...just..." But he couldn't say anything.

Huo Jiang fiddled with the three-turned Vajra Bodhi on his wrist, and said with a sneer, "He doesn't want to take advantage, he just doesn't want to see me."

Sharper than ever.

Fan Pengyu looked up at Huo Jiang who was standing opposite, and suddenly found that the young man in front of him was gradually becoming unfamiliar. His recent actions broke his perception of him, and a new image became clear little by little.

It is no longer Huo Jiang who spends all day chopping melons and vegetables in the kitchen, and it is no longer Huo Jiang who is surrounded by brothers in front of him and behind him, and he is not given a few days off every month, sending hundreds of Huo Jiang, who would be happy with a dollar...

The Huo Jiang in front of him is like a small pile of old grain and wheat, which was suddenly moved from the light-proof warehouse to the grain field, exuding vitality and sprouting under the sunlight.

That night, Fan Pengyu went home again in a low mood.

Li Siwen took the initiative to ask him how things were going, but Fan Pengyu changed his mind and didn't mention Huo Jiang's words.Only a few perfunctory words.

"It's not that easy. After all, I have played with the account for a while, and I have some feelings. Let's forget about it."

Li Siwen was watering the flowers, so he was not surprised when he heard this, "What's the matter, just give him some money, it's okay to just buy it directly, after all, he also worked hard."

Fan Pengyu seemed to be blocked by something, unable to lift or swallow, said in a muffled voice, "Then how much do you think is appropriate?"

"Thousands? Tens of thousands? It depends on how much he bids."

Fan Pengyu was confused by these words, and the gloom in his chest was replaced by a sense of depression: It turned out that Li Siwen knew that he was on Weibo, so he knew the value of Huo Jiang's account.Since he knew the value of that account, he asked himself to ask for it from Huo Jiang, making himself a villain in vain.

No matter how sincere and straightforward Fan Pengyu is, he is still a businessman.

Thinking of Huo Jiang's words "he just doesn't want to see me", and thinking of Li Siwen who lost his camera and was the first to suspect Huo Jiang not long ago, Fan Pengyu suddenly realized that maybe Li Siwen was really targeting Huo Jiang.But why did he target Huo Jiang?Because I liked Huo Jiang?

But if he really cared about his past with Huo Jiang, he should cherish his relationship with him.

But if you really cherish the relationship with yourself, why are you always inseparable, have a small temper, refuse to go any further, and hang yourself?

"What are you thinking?" Li Siwen put down the watering can, breaking Fan Pengyu's thoughts.

Fan Pengyu stared at him for a while, then turned and went to the bedroom, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

Li Siwen was exposed to the same spot, thinking about it, and felt that the problem was still on Weibo.I don't know what Fan Pengyu and Huo Jiang said today.

In fact, Huo Jiang would disagree, which surprised him.He thought that as long as it was Fan Pengyu's request, Huo Jiang would do it.And Fan Pengyu's indifferent attitude just now, and the suspicion that flashed in his eyes...

Something deviated from his expectations, Li Siwen decided to think about it from the beginning.

That night, Huo Jiang posted a selfie covering half of his face and posted it on Weibo, along with a paragraph of text.

"@胡江食屋V: Today, I teach all apprentices a love theory: When you have a piece of chocolate cake in your hand, but you don’t want to eat it, what should you do, throw it away? Stupid, of course put it in the refrigerator! ——To Big spare tire”

This was Huo Jiang's first time "showing his face". Although there was only half of it, his bright eyes and playful crooked smile revealed an unstoppable handsomeness.Fans who used to squat on Weibo regularly to prepare for the delicious food immediately became high.

"@冬吃果杯夏吃冰: I'm thievery! Teacher Huo is so handsome!!!" Teacher Huo is a nickname given to Huo Jiang by his fans, because he always sends out tutorials and calls his fans "apprentices".

"@控肉的梨子: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!I'm not going to eat instant noodles today, Teacher Huo is going to eat!"

"@路人嘉: Mr. Huo has been spared, or has someone else been spared?"

"@醉花阴: This is so scumbag, but it makes sense, I'm speechless! I've been educated!"

……

In front of the computer, Li Siwen and Fan Pengyu, who refreshed Huo Jiang's Weibo, each had their own ulterior motives.

Li Siwen seemed to have been poked into his heart, and at a glance he could see that Huo Jiang was pointing fingers at Sang Huai. It was true that he was using Fan Pengyu as a backup, but this was a willingness to fight and a willingness to suffer, so what did it have to do with Huo Jiang.Did he want to fight with himself to make Fan Pengyu change his mind?What a joke.

Fan Pengyu was also poked into his heart.During the time he and Li Siwen lived together, they had always slept in a room alone, and Li Siwen was also very repulsed by occasional intimate moves... Long-standing suspicions discouraged his enthusiasm for Li Siwen.Could it be that in Li Siwen's view, he is really just a gay man who runs a restaurant, a noble man who treats him well and helps him, but is not a lifelong lover, and is he not worthy of standing in the sun with him?

Li Siwen was provoked and pushed away from Fan Pengyu's room. He didn't know that Fan Pengyu was also checking Huo Jiang's Weibo. He just wanted to end this matter as soon as possible. explain."

Fan Pengyu originally wanted to let this matter go, but when he saw Li Siwen's face, the thought of calculating suddenly flashed by.

Or, why not try Li Siwen with Huo Jiang to see what he thinks.

Although...it's unfair to Huo Jiang.

Huo Jiang hugged the cat lying on his chest, plotting against Li Siwen.

In his previous life, Li Siwen sang out of tricks and tricked himself into it.

This time, Huo Jiang also wanted to retaliate against Li Siwen by pulling out Li Siwen's fox tail...

Meow! ! ! ! !

Huo Jiangshun's hand on the cat's tail was strong, and the silly cat exploded.