That night, Ye Fei smoked on the balcony.

The apartment he rented is located on the 23rd floor and has a spacious balcony that overlooks the night view of the entire community.

The summer evening breeze is moist and refreshing, taking away the heat and dullness of the day. Ye Fei was leaning against the guardrail made of flower vines, looking at the night sky in a trance, and didn't even notice that the ash was burnt for a long time.

What does Yan Xiao like about him, is it this face?

But within two years, the muscles in his whole body will slowly atrophy, and his face will be deformed and ugly, and finally he can't even be called a normal person.

Ye Fei took a breath and laughed at herself.

He wanted Yan Xiao to stop his losses in time and not continue to waste time on him. But in the tug-of-war, Yan Xiao had no intention of giving up at all. Instead, it was himself who couldn't keep his heart.

He has been thinking about Yan Xiao more and more recently, and he has become more and more soft-hearted towards Yan Xiao.

Every time accidentally met, every time looked at each other, the thought of agreeing to him was just around the corner in heart, and could hardly hold it back.

Ye Fei snuffed out the cigarette butt, her eyes filled with confusion. As of now, he doesn't know what to do.

The buzzing phone interrupted his thoughts, Ye Fei looked down and saw a WeChat message.

[Mr. Ye, President Xiao Ye asked us to give two stars to "Please Wake Up" tonight. 】

Ye Fei was in a bad mood, but this time she found a punching bag.

He sneered, moved his fingers, and sent a few messages back there.

The next day, Ye Fei came to Tianxi on time.

As soon as Gu Ruijia saw him, it was as if he saw the backbone, and he complained, "Damn, someone maliciously gave our drama a low score!"

"Please Sober Up" had 25 million broadcasts on the first day, creating the peak of the premiere of online dramas. But many people thought that this was because of the popularity of Yan Xiao and Ye Fei, and they might not be able to maintain it the next day.

However, to their disappointment, "Please Sober Up" was spontaneously adopted by many netizens because of its funny plot and lively rhythm. The number of broadcasts on the next day not only did not decline, but reached 80 million in one fell swoop.

Since this morning, the news about "Please Be Sober" has not been interrupted, and the major marketing accounts have also changed their previous wait-and-see attitudes, and they have all ended up to grab traffic, which has attracted many new audiences to the show.

Gu Ruijia has been praised everywhere in the past few days, and her beauty is almost floating. Who knows that before he can enjoy the taste of winning in life, there will be people who don't have long eyes to come out to destroy.

"What should I do?" Gu Ruijia took two sips of water and wiped the corner of his mouth, "Let me ask the water army to get the score back? Otherwise, the audience will not want to click on it after seeing such a low score."

"I found out last night," Ye Fei sent a WeChat message to Yang Wenxin, director of public relations, and asked him if he was ready, without raising his head, "It's alright, don't worry."

"Then why didn't you tell me? No!" Gu Ruijia slapped the table, "Who did it?"

"Ye Yao." Ye Fei turned on the computer, clicked on the rating page of "Please Sober Up", and browsed the reviews of the water army. When he saw the above, the corners of his lips ticked, and he motioned for Gu Ruijia to come and have a look.

"What's there to see," Gu Ruijia muttered, but in the end, she came over and read along with the comments, "Tonight at 9:30, I'll give you two stars for "Please Be Sober" - FUCK!"

He widened his eyes in disbelief: "This, this has lost its skin? The current level of navy's business is too poor."

"What are you thinking?" Ye Fei smiled and pushed the computer forward, "When I was in Dingyuan for more than a year, I did it for nothing?"

He is gone, but the employees he promoted are still there. As long as he thought about it, he could grasp Dingyuan's movements in minutes.

"Fantastic," Gu Ruijia gave him a thumbs up, convinced, "What's the next step?"

Ye Fei looked at Yang Wenxin's reply and smiled: "Hot search."

Ye Yao gave him such a big gift, no need to be in vain.

Therefore, under the operation of Yang Wenxin, the entry ""Please wake up a little" was given a low score" climbed up the hot search that morning.

It was the first time that the melon eaters saw such a careless sailor, and when they came over, haha, they also remembered the drama "Please Sober Up".

[Hahahaha, I beat myself! 】

[Which way is this show blocking? I didn't want to watch online dramas, but suddenly I felt a little sympathetic and went to contribute to the broadcast volume. 】

[Putting embarrassment on the screen... poisonous. 】

[Hahahahahaha annual sand sculpture news booking! 】

[Damn, isn't it disgusting, what about the hard work of actors and directors? 】

【Ah, ah, Ye Zongyan is so angry! Going to re-broadcast the drama, the dog Sima! 】

The effect of the hot search is visible to the naked eye. When you click on the first episode of "Please Be Sober", many of the barrages are "from Weibo".

Not only that, the enthusiastic people who eat melons also spontaneously rated "Please Sober Up" because of their sympathy for the crew. In less than half a day, the score of the play was brushed up.

Ye Yao worked hard, but he didn't say anything, but instead made Ye Fei.

"Pfft," Gu Ruijia put down the phone in schadenfreude, "Ye Yao, that idiot is probably going to vomit blood."

"Is this vomiting blood?" Ye Fei closed her eyes on the sofa, lazily like a dozing cat, "It's still early."

"What?" As soon as Gu Ruijia heard this, he knew that he had another move, and eagerly rubbed his hands together, "Let's talk! Talk! Let me get excited in advance."

Ye Fei said casually, "The navy still has the last layer of skin that hasn't fallen off."

Sure enough, not long after he said this, someone picked out their true colors from the past posts and replies of this batch of navy soldiers.

These two-star accounts, all of which Amway praised are Dingyuan artists!

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, Dingyuan and Tianxi are both medium-sized film and television companies, and there must be competition between them. Anything that is upright and open will do, but this kind of secretly rubbing behind your back and doing small things is really disgusting.

[Let the navy score low... Dingyuan's pattern is so small. 】

[I remember that someone picked it up some time ago. Originally, the general manager of Dingyuan was Ye Fei, but now it's his younger brother Ye Yao. Emmmm, Ye Yao seems to have something. 】

[Ah, ah, fortunately, my idol is not from Dingyuan, it's too scary. 】

[Other film and television companies should be careful. Today is Tianxi, and I don’t know who it is tomorrow. After all, they can be cruel to their own brothers. 】

[Is this an unfair competition? Can Tianxi sue? 】

[It's too immoral, is this okay? ? What a fucking shit. 】

Dingyuan's original public relations person was Yang Wenxin, but Yang Wenxin has now joined Tianxi. Ye Yao did not even give a handover time to Ye Fei's people, so he let Yang Wenxin go.

The public relations department of a film and television company is very important. In a hurry, Ye Yao could only hire a public relations director.

This public relations director will only talk on paper, and when it is real, it will wilt. When the public opinion fermented, it didn't react, and it was too late to come up with a solution.

The public opinion on the Internet is almost one-sided, and Dingyuan's reputation is completely stinky.

Ye Yao wanted to sign a few second-tier artists before, and the contracts were almost negotiated, so it was time to sign, but today everything changed.

Not only that, Dingyuan was preparing to shoot a large-scale costume drama. Ye Yao said something, and finally persuaded Li Zhongyuan, the successor of Baofeng Media, to invest. As soon as this happened today, Li Zhongyuan directly withdrew his investment.

In front of his subordinates, Ye Yao was scolded bloody by Ye's father. She lost all her face, and she still had to think of remedial measures. She shivered with anger, borrowed the assistant's mobile phone, and called Ye Fei directly.

"Ye Fei, are you trying to trick me on purpose?"

"That's what I said," Ye Fei put the phone on the table, opened it, and said with a smile, "Don't you know whoever flirts first?"

"Fuck-you-mom!" Ye Yao was angrier, and spit out any foul language, "You are like your short-lived mother, you can't die in this life, I..."

"If you haven't learned the C language well, you will speak some B words," Ye Fei interrupted him lightly.

Ye Fei used to leave everything to Ye Yao, and slowly raised his courage. Even though the two have torn their faces for so long, Ye Yao's mentality has not changed.

Now that he heard Ye Fei's indifferent tone, he suddenly woke up.

"Anyway, I still have a dad," Ye Yao slowed down and sneered, "What about you, does anyone care about you?"

Ye Fei's face did not change, but her eyelids drooped slightly.

"Wait, I didn't think about it this time," Ye Yao stood up with the help of his desk, remembering the big project he had invested in before, "The Road to the Promotion of the Concubine's Favorite Concubine", and the confidence that had shattered slowly came back. You're not so lucky next time."

"Pfft," Ye Fei sneered and said lazily, "Okay, I'll wait for you to scold you the hardest, and attack the most powerful street."

Having said that, he was too lazy to talk to him, and cut off the phone directly.

Because of Ye Yao's mess, Ye Fei was under low pressure all day, and even Gu Ruijia didn't dare to provoke him. When he was about to get off work, he was thinking about whether to ask Zhou Zhensheng and the others out for a drink when he received a call from Yan Xiao.

Recently, their contact has become very frequent, basically Yan Xiao took the initiative.

"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao asked him, "When do you get off work, I'll take you home by the way."

"No," Ye Fei put her feet on the coffee table stool and refused, "I drove the car."

"Take my car," Yan Xiao said immediately, "it will be very tiring to drive after a day's work."

"Who said I'm tired?" Ye Fei raised her eyebrows and began to swear again, "Yan always pushes himself to others because he is not physically fit."

After speaking, he regretted it, it sounded like he was flirting with Yan Xiao.

"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called his name and said, "I'm very physically fit, do you need me to prove it to you?"

Ye Fei knew that the proof that Yan Xiao said was definitely not the proof that she thought, but she still had a feeling of being molested and played in her heart. He coughed and stopped talking, but returned to the topic: "Go back by yourself, don't worry about me."

"I want to go home with you," Yan Xiao was quiet for a moment, then said, "Can I? Ye Fei."

Ye Fei didn't speak, and Yan Xiao didn't continue. He was so silent, as if he was sure that Ye Fei would be soft-hearted towards him.

I don't know how long it took, but Ye Fei was still relieved: "Okay," he said, "Come on."

Yan Xiao said, "I'll be right here", then hung up the phone.

Twenty minutes later, Ye Fei received a message from Yan Xiao that he had arrived downstairs in the company.

Ye Fei grabbed the bag on the table and went downstairs.

As soon as he walked out the door, he saw Yan Xiao standing beside the car. He was wearing a light gray suit, with no expression on his face, as if he was indifferent. However, his eyes kept looking at the door of Tianxi, and seeing Ye Fei coming out, the whole person became vivid.

So Ye Fei's sentence "Don't come again" was held back all the way, but she didn't say it.

Before Yan Xiao's villa was a combination lock, a key was needed to change to an apartment.

As he got out of the elevator, he fumbled for the keys from his computer bag.Because the buckles of the keychain were too small, one of them fell to the ground without holding onto it, just beside Ye Fei's feet.

Ye Fei lowered her head.

It was an old keychain with scratches on the steel ring and a small, miniature white No. 42 dangling underneath.

"Huh?" Ye Fei squatted down, looked at the keychain carefully, and said in a daze, "This thing looks familiar..."