The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing God and Playing Ghosts Day 180 · Ripple Rapunzel: Even seeing one of them is a witness to their publicity!

Young Master Jiang was having breakfast downstairs, and he had just had two mouthfuls when he received a message from his manager.

Jiang Yiming squinted his eyes and was about to watch when he was attracted by a donut handed by Zhong Sheng.

"Breakfast first." Zhong Sheng said.

Jiang Yiming nodded without the slightest objection—it was rare that there were donuts on the breakfast table, so how could he have the time to talk to Bao Qiwen?

Zhong Sheng glanced at the message reminders that kept jumping up on Jiang Yiming's phone screen. In fact, since last night, Bao Qiwen's news hadn't stopped, but Zhong Sheng directly pressed the mute button to extinguish them.

——No one can disturb Young Master Jiang's rare good sleep.

As soon as Jiang Yiming's Weibo post was posted last night, it attracted the attention of loyal fans, and soon caused a bloodbath on the forum.

Bao Qiwen paid attention to the movement on Weibo, and his head suddenly became dizzy. While he was busy calling his own sailors and marketing accounts to wash the square, preparing keywords and preparing possible dark search topics, he took the time to call Young Master Jiang.

The phone call didn't go through, and the first phone was cut off after two rings.

Bao Qiwen thought that Young Master Jiang accidentally made a mistake, so he called again.

The second phone was not cut off again, but it was not answered either, it just kept beeping endlessly until it hung up automatically.

The same was true for the third call. Bao Qiwen twitched the corner of his mouth, vaguely guessing that he was muted?Maybe it was because it was too late, interrupting my rest?

It's just that according to Young Master Jiang's temper, he will probably send a voice first, mocking him for sending messages at night, and then block or mute himself.

It's really not Young Master Jiang's style to just mute like this.

Bao Qiwen thought about it, and it was probably Mr. Zhong who did it.

He thought about it again, it was so late, Mr. Zhong was still at Young Master Jiang's place, what did it mean?Rounding up, isn't it just...?

Bao Qiwen was in a bad mood immediately.

But dare not say anything.

The manager obediently stopped bothering him in the middle of the night, and led an army of [-] sailors alone to fight against the sunspots on the forum—it was not a big problem anyway, and it was fine to mention it to the young master during the day.

Young Master Jiang can post whatever Weibo he wants, and the manager's requirements are already as low as they can be, as long as he sends a letter before posting and asks him to prepare.

After finally surviving the daytime, Bao Qiwen pinched his fingers and watched the pointer go to ten, thinking that no matter how hard he worked all night, he should wake up at this time, right?

Bao Qiwen first used WeChat to test.

Ding Ling sent several messages in a row, but nothing came to light.

Bao Qiwen: "..."

OK, what does this mean?The agent didn't dare to think about it.

When Young Master Jiang sat down cross-legged on the sofa to play with his mobile phone after eating and drinking, he suddenly thought of the manager who was left out in the cold.

Jiang Yiming flipped through the records:

@宝宝一号: Ancestor, are you awake?

@宝宝一号: Is it convenient to call?

@宝宝一号: Ancestor, please get back to me when you see the news.

@宝宝一号: Little ancestor, it’s already ten o’clock!It's time to get up!

@宝宝一号: ... After you see the message, remember to turn off the mute first.

@宝宝一号: Let’s talk on the phone later to discuss the future operation of Weibo.

Jiang Yiming squinted his eyes, Weibo?He recalled it, he posted a Weibo last night, why did he make such a fuss at the slightest sign of trouble?

Jiang Yiming replied with a message, and the young master said that Bao Qiwen could afford to call him his ancestor according to his seniority and age.

@微锋着少: What do you want to do with Grandpa Jiang?

@宝宝一号:  …

The next second, the phone rang.

Jiang Yiming picked up the phone, and the agent asked weakly on the other end of the phone: "Little ancestor, don't you want to take a vacation? What are you posting on Weibo? Take a rest!"

"Open for business and satisfy fans, you're welcome." Jiang Yiming replied.

Bao Qiwen: "..."

There are no photos or videos. Did Young Master Jiang misunderstand the word "business"?

He posted a Weibo, but it even looked like he was threatening fans?

"Then at least post a photo?" Bao Qiwen suggested.

"Photos are fine too." Jiang Yiming agreed very generously.

Bao Qiwen's eyelids twitched because of this refreshment, and he added: "It's a selfie. I want you."

"Nonsense, of course I understand." Jiang Yiming snorted.

"Remember to choose the original picture when posting the picture, and write the three words 'business' in the copywriting, and don't say superfluous things." Bao Qiwen searched for things that need attention, worrying like an old lady.

Young Master Jiang was impatient, and finally waited for Bao Qiwen to stop, as if he was thinking about something, he immediately said: "Got it."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a "slap".

Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Bao Qiwen felt even more uneasy, but for a moment he couldn't think of what else to say.

Jiang Yiming took a few selfies at random, and took a minute to choose. He chose a selfie with a good angle and posted it online.

Zhong Sheng, who was passing by the sofa behind Jiang Yiming, came over, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing with your phone?"

"Selfie." Jiang Yiming replied as a matter of course, edited Weibo and posted it, and showed Zhong Sheng the photo he had chosen by the way.

Zhong Sheng took a glance and saw his hand in the background of the photo.

He paused, and replied lightly: "Very good." And he chose to pretend not to see it.

Fans and Heizi on Weibo are all magnifying glasses. First, they fancied about Young Master Jiang’s rare appearance, and then, each of them held a magnifying glass to observe every hair and every detail of Young Master Jiang. .

[Hey, Mingming, is this at your own home?It feels like the decoration layout is very warm! 】

[Also raised flowers, it looks like a person with a lot of interest in life]

[I see Stanford economics and 1984 on the bookshelf!Still bookmarked!As soon as I saw it, I often flipped through it. The field of Mingming's reading has spanned so much!sharp! 】

[Chi, pretending to be knowledgeable]

Jiang Yiming squinted his eyes. Economics was his elder brother's book. 1984 was a book he thought was talking about the phenomenon of the Chinese dynasty decades ago just by reading the title. Only after he bought it did he realize that it was not the case at all.

The young master snorted coldly, are you blind? Didn’t you see Shan Hai Jing, Zhou Yi, Qi Men Dun Jia, etc. beside 1984?He can't guess right about any book he reads, fake fan.

Jiang Yiming lost interest after just two glances. He was about to quit Weibo, but was caught by a comment that followed.

[Wait a minute, that hand behind you is priceless? 】

Um?which hand?

Young Master Jiang was shocked. This description was like a horror movie, which made him think that something supernatural happened in his family.

When he took a closer look, it was Rapunzel's hand, which somehow got into the mirror, only occupying a small corner at the very edge of the photo, not as big as his little fingernail, but it was seen by others ...

This year's netizen is a microscope?

[Didn't you pick up Jiang Yiming's background before?It’s not a big deal for a luxury watch to be in the mirror, is it? 】

[Luxury watches are nothing, but the key is that this watch is limited to the world, not to mention the price, there are only ten pieces in the world. 】

[I went to check the ten owners of this watch... Just, Zhong Sheng? 】

[Isn't it surprising that Zhong Sheng has it?After all, this person who has been on the Fortune List]

[No, no, the point is not whether Zhong Sheng has this watch, but the hand in the mirror is probably Zhong Sheng's? 】

[Upstairs is correct, but everyone knows...]

【——“In the end” is true! 】

Jiang Yiming twitched the corners of his mouth, this year's netizens seemed to have good reasoning skills.

He looked at Zhong Sheng, who was sitting on the sidelines and having a video conference, with the face of an elite boss. Jiang Yiming thought, maybe Zhong Sheng didn't notice it when he looked at the photo just now, right?

No wonder. ——Bao Qiwen angrily caught the trace of the Weibo account that Zhong Sheng liked. Although he canceled it immediately, he still caught it. God knows if it was seen by netizens.

No matter what, even if there is, he has to suppress it.

While having a meeting, Mr. Zhong was distracted on Weibo, and accidentally put on a large yellow V-skin and liked the young master. Although he reluctantly canceled it after finding out, Mr. Zhong was secretly rubbing it in his heart. I thought, someone will see it, right?

Even if one saw it, it was a witness to their publicity!

(Not)

Bao Qiwen also thought of what he had missed and forgot to tell, and it was because it was so routine that everyone would do it by default that he didn't think about it for a while—"Little ancestor, next time... next time you post Before posting the photo on Weibo, let me review it first."

Jiang Yiming coughed lightly, and responded with a rare breathlessness and guilt.

He glanced at Zhong Sheng who was still in the video conference, got up and walked to the door, sat down on the steps of the villa's door, and said lazily while basking in the sun: "Just take it as an early warning for them, and be a psychological It's good to be prepared."

Bao Qiwen: "...I haven't promised you two to make it public, have I?"

"Need you agree?" Young Master Jiang asked back.

"...It's really not necessary." The manager's momentum suddenly weakened.

Jiang Yiming twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a satisfied smile. He half closed his eyes and raised his head: "Master, I am in a good mood now. If you have anything else to say, let's talk together."

When Bao Qiwen heard the words, he immediately connected: "Okay, wait for me for a few seconds, and I will adjust the work records."

Young Master Jiang froze with his peaceful appearance, as if he had just boasted something incredible.

"Do you still remember the director I met at the banquet at the Liuhe Hotel earlier? His name is Tang Xianli." Bao Qiwen asked.

Jiang Yiming frowned, "Who?"

"Well...just the young man who was almost trampled and injured by the crowd." Bao Qiwen thought for a while and said.

"Oh, I have the impression that the one who spoke weirdly?" Jiang Yiming remembered, this one, under such circumstances, actually talked about young chivalry with him, and he didn't remember whether he had turned towards The man rolled his eyes.

"..." Bao Qiwen choked, and the young master summed it up quite accurately, "Yes, it is him. I told you before that he is a talented director in the industry, and I also intend to contact him. I didn't expect yesterday He handed over the book of the movie in preparation, male number one, the chance is good."

Bao Qiwen twitched his mouth while talking, who would have thought that the biggest reason for Tang Xianli to hand over the book was not the previous life-saving grace, but the sentence "climbing the wall? Broken leg" posted by the young master on Weibo?

According to the director's words, it is unique enough.

"That's the feeling I want." Tang Xianli praised Young Master Jiang to Bao Qiwen on the phone, "Before he dared to roll his eyes at me, I knew he was unusual."

Bao Qiwen: As long as you are happy.

The author has something to say: Agent: Why didn't I realize that this director is an M?