celebrity effect

Xing Yang's desk is the one closest to the window in the row of desks at the door of Zong Zhengqian's office.The desktop is tidy, with a laptop, a pot of green radishes, three file boxes standing side by side and a pen holder.There were a bunch of figurines, stickers, and plush ornaments on the desks of other colleagues. Fan Shanshan complained about Xing Yang's desktop layout, as if she was ready to run away with money at any time.Xing Yang spread his hands: "This is convenient for wiping."

What Zongzhengqian is worried about is Xing Yang's point. If he doesn't let go of anything, it means he has no sense of belonging.Just like the house he lived in, it was empty, no matter what he moved in, it would be like what he moved out, one didn't have much furniture, and the other didn't have much.

"Buy a pillow, isn't your back sore from sitting on a wooden chair?" Fan Shanshan said, shaking the coral blanket on her knees, "Look at me, how warm I am."

"Fortunately, it's not that you can't sit down." Xing Yang said, "You really take charge of the company."

"Sister Qian said, the company is my home, and everyone cares about it." Fan Shanshan said.

"Lend me the blanket, I'll lie on the sofa and sleep for a while." Xing Yang said.

Fan Shanshan handed the blanket to Xing Yang: "Are you going to the sofa in the pantry?"

"It's too noisy, I'll go to my sister's room." Xing Yang took the blanket, "Thank you, call me if you have work." He closed the computer, knocked on Zong Zhengqian's door, and said in a drawn out voice, "Sister .”

"Come in." Zong Zhengqian said.

Xing Yang pushed open the door and asked with a smile: "What are you doing?" The sweet voice sounded like a naughty little boy looking for a child to hang out with.

"Swipe Weibo." Zong Zhengqian saw the blanket in Xing Yang's hand and understood, "Sleepy? Let's take a nap in the room. I'll turn on the warm air."

"Okay." Xing Yang swaggered into the inner room with a blanket in his arms. The inner room is a hidden reception area with a long sofa and two single sofas.Xing Yang stretched out his body and lay on the couch, covered with a blanket, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Ten days have passed since the half-month consideration period, and the written email has been lying in the draft box for a week, but he has not pressed the send button for a long time.It's not that Xing Yang regrets that he can't sleep with others. For him, it doesn't matter if he sleeps with anyone.What he was hesitant about was Shao Zhixing. Shao Zhixing was a reporter, and he got involved with public relations. It was only a matter of time before the two of them had differences of opinion. The quarrels ranged from quarrels to serious fights. Why did he find such a person to put him in trouble.

There are a lot of obedient people outside, and Xing Yang doesn't like any of them, but he just wants to make a fool of Shao Zhixing.All men have the desire to conquer, and they are also the ones who pursue him. Lin Yizhe and Shao Zhixing, Xing Yang is willing to play tricks on Shao Zhixing in every possible way, and does not lie to Lin Yizhe.

Unable to fall asleep with the blanket in his arms, Xing Yang closed his eyes and thought about the scene of them walking out of the bar side by side ten nights ago.Xing Yang hailed an express car and said to the driver, "Go to Tiantongyuan first, and then go to Laiguangying."

"Okay." The driver said.

"Send you a ride." Xing Yang said, "Where do you live in Tiantongyuan?"

"Just get off at the subway station." Shao Zhixing said, taking advantage of the darkness and no lights in the car, he quietly held Xing Yang's hand with one hand, shoulder to shoulder, and carefully peeked at Xing Yang's face.

Xing Yang remained calm and allowed Shao Zhixing to play tricks to get close to him.The scenery in the car window receded, and Xing Yang asked, "What is your KPI?"

"Hot money." Shao Zhixing said, "and influence."

"Explosions are uncontrollable." Xing Yang said, "What is influence?"

"The weighted sum of the number of readings, comments, and reposts." Shao Zhixing said, "It would be better if there were topics and hot searches."

"Then what you reported about Ran Xiao, is it enough for your KPI for half a year?" Xing Yang asked.

"Almost." Shao Zhixing muttered, "Otherwise, where would I get the money to treat you to dinner?"

Xing Yang glanced at Shao Zhixing, and compared the two of them secretly. They were about the same height, and kissing was very convenient, without bowing or looking up.He evaluated Shao Zhixing's suitability with himself like evaluating goods, and came to the conclusion that everything would match.

He also likes the personality, mature and pure feeling, like a deer with huge horns, light and nimble and a little naive.Some people say that love makes people dizzy. Xing Yang's calm assessment is obviously not love. Xing Yang himself feels the same way. He doesn't love Shao Zhixing, he just likes it.Like liking a lotus flower, a rabbit ornament, or a movie, I believe Shao Zhixing has the same feeling, and the impulse to collect is born from liking.

And human beings are not ruthless and desireless dead things, Xing Yang has a lot of worries.

Thinking over and over again, Xing Yang vaguely remembered Shao Zhixing saying when he got off the car: "Hurry up and send me an email, whether you accept it or reject it."

"Dong dong." There was a knock on the door, and Zong Zhengqian said, "Yangyang, are you awake?"

"Hmm." Xing Yang stretched his waist, his voice was sticky, "Wake up." He put on his shoes, opened the door, rubbed his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Ning Weiran is outside." Zong Zhengqian stood on tiptoe to straighten Xing Yang's sleepy hair, "Do you remember him?"

"Oh, he's here." Xing Yang said, "I thought he was going to make it public directly."

"He can't take such a big risk." Zong Zhengqian said.

"Hey." Xing Yang sneered, "I'll go and have a look."

Ning Weiran is a popular actor in the summer. He participated in the web drama "The Pigeon's Letter" and acted as the male number one. Sunny Entertainment spent a lot of money and joined forces with Fanyun Studio to hype the national boyfriend character.He has always declared that he is single and has no intention of falling in love. CP drafts are flying all over the sky, and anyone who cooperates with him will stir up a wave of love drafts.

Last night, Qianlang V Qigua revealed that Ning Weiran and a mysterious woman were holding hands and kissing at a certain golf course, like a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend.Ning Weiran is not the artist Xing Yang is in charge of. He just glanced at the news, threw the screenshots and links in the company group, and went to sleep.

The office area was crowded with people, and it was not so lively on weekdays. Xing Yang took a closer look and saw that Ning Weiran had only five or six bodyguards with him. He walked over: "Tsk tsk, Ning Shaokuo."

Ning Weiran sat on the sofa without saying a word. His manager Zhang Pei said with a smile: "In special times, Xiao Ning has more fanatical fans."

"It's not that you have to collect money from young fans." Xing Yang's tone was light, he was not very happy, anyone who suddenly took over the job that was thrown halfway would not be in a good mood, besides, as early as the late spring of this year, he and Ning Weiran So the beam was formed.

Ning Weiran is good-looking, there are no traffic stars who are ugly, even if they are not good, they can be fooled with a few knives.He looks good, but his mentality is not particularly good. He is full of thoughts of making a quick buck to trick a rich woman into marrying him.

Xing Yang has seen this kind of people a lot, and he is not surprised by such a mentality. The problem is that Ning Weiran always feels that Xing Yang's plan is not good, and the speed of attracting fans is slow.Half a month, four sets of plans, all of which were dissatisfied, and I kept calling back to redo before I could tell what was dissatisfied.Xing Yang couldn't take it anymore, and voluntarily handed in half a month's salary to apply for a replacement. Zong Zhengqian didn't say anything, and didn't deduct Xing Yang's salary, and replaced Ning Weiran with a mild-tempered girl.

Later, the girl poured a cup of herbal tea on Ning Weiran's head, Zong Zhengqian talked about it, and Xing Yang invited her to drink milk tea for a month before resigning.

After wandering around for more than half a year, Ning Weiran returned to Xing Yang's hands.

Zhang Pei said that the bodyguards were to guard against fanatical fans. Xing Yang thought it was the combination of new and old hatreds and Zhang Pei was afraid that he would knock Ning Weiran on the ground and beat him up.

"Conference room please." Xing Yang said, without looking at Ning Weiran, he beckoned two interns, "Make two pots of tea." He said to Zhang Pei with a smile, "There are disposable cups in the room, you pour them yourself .”

Zhang Pei responded while pinching his nose. He had seven or eight small people under his hand, but he brought Ning Weiran to pour the tea himself, and the treatment plummeted.

Emotions belong to emotions, Xing Yang sat at the conference table with a notebook, serious attitude: "Tell me what you want to achieve."

A group of people began to talk about work, and the sound of clacking and typing on the keyboard was endless, and the hour hand moved one by one. It was about five o'clock, and only heard a loud explosion downstairs.

Xing Yang froze for a moment: "What happened?"

Zhang Pei and Ning Weiran were also confused: "I don't know."

"Buzzing."

"Buzzing."

Xing Yang's cell phone vibrated crazily on the desktop, and the caller displayed [Shao Zhixing] on the screen, Xing Yang pressed the phone down: "Let's continue."

"Buzzing."

"Buzzing."

"Yang Yang." Zong Zhengqian pushed open the door of the meeting room, "Come out, I need you."

"Here we come." Xing Yang closed the computer and said to Zhang Pei, "Sorry, wait a minute." He walked out of the conference room, "What's the matter?"

"There was an explosion downstairs." Zong Zhengqian led him towards the door, "It's related to Ning Weiran."

"Explosion accident?" Xing Yang frowned, "Someone wants to kill him?"

"Let's go see if anyone is injured," Zong Zhengqian said.

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure rushed into Fanyun's studio and crashed into Xing Yang's arms: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine and I'm going to be bumped into something by you." Xing Yang put his arms around Shao Zhixing's waist and patted him on the back, "You're sweating profusely, you won't be able to climb the stairs?"

"Well, they stopped the elevator after the explosion." Shao Zhixing panted heavily, his eyes were dazzled and his feet were weak.

"Twenty floors, you climbed up, it's amazing." Xing Yang praised.

Zong Zhengqian saw their jerking movements, took two wrong steps to the side, and did not speak.

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