Mu Wanqing didn't know why, so Mark came over with a tablet and showed it to her: "This is the behind-the-scenes of yesterday's shooting. I posted it on my social account. Look at the number of likes, it's over 200,000!"
Mu Wanqing was stunned, looked at him for two seconds, and asked in confusion: "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you sent me a photo?"
Mark had a smile on his face, "I am a photography blogger. I usually take various street photos and post them on my account."
"..." Mu Wanqing was speechless. The young man didn't realize his problem at all.
Yu Qiao saw her displeasure, and quickly stood up to smooth things over: "Mark, you can't do this in the future. I know you are trying to attract fans for your account, but our shooting yesterday was to promote the brand. If you post it on your personal account, be careful. lawsuit."
Mark took a sip of the iced American and said proudly: "I'm not stupid! The photos I posted are all close-up portraits of Sister Qing, and the brand's logo is not exposed."
Mu Wanqing was even more unhappy.
It turned out that he took advantage of the opportunity to take photos and secretly took a lot of private photos.
I feel uneasy when I think about my portrait being collected by others and not knowing how it will be used.
Afterwards, Mu Wanqing mentioned the matter to Yu Qiao again.
Yu Qiao understood her concerns, but considering that this guy was indeed very skilled, and his salary requirements were not high, Yu Qiao decided to give him some more time to see.
Compared with Mark's "trouble", Mu Wanqing is actually more surprised that this "bringing goods" has become popular.
Especially after communicating with the brand, she found that many consumers purchased several items at once, which made her feel even more weird.
"Qiao Qiao... I carefully looked at the background data, and after comparing it, I found that those who spend a lot of money are new fans. Don't you find it strange?"
When asked this question, Mu Wanqing had doubts and judgments in her heart.
There's just no evidence.
Yu Qiao looked up from the computer, with a thoughtful look on his face, "You mean - these new fans are being benefited by others?"
"I think...it's more likely to be forced."
"Forced?" Yu Qiao was surprised.
Mu Wanqing hesitated for a moment before revealing her guess: "After the official account was updated, Wen Zhan called me. I don't know where he got the news from, and he mocked me for being too poor to expose the blame..."
Yu Qiao's eyes lit up when he heard this, "You mean, Mr. Wen mobilized the people around him to buy like crazy for us - oh no, for you - to boost performance?"
"It doesn't feel like...he's very face-conscious, how could he do such a thing of reducing prices?" Moreover, he was very shameless about the way he made money, so how could he silently help her?
"Then..." Yu Qiao frowned and thought for a moment, "Could it be Mr. Zhou?"
Brother Zhou?
Mu Wanqing's eyes also lit up and she suddenly realized!
Why did she forget Brother Zhou?
Yu Qiao saw the understanding on her face, took out her phone and raised an eyebrow, "Don't worry, I'll just call and ask."
After dialing the number, Yu Qiao just said hello, and Zhou Yiru smiled and said, "I was just about to call you, and you called me."
Yu Qiao turned on the external voice on her mobile phone and motioned to Mu Wanqing to come over and listen together. She smiled and responded: "What did Boss Zhou want to say on the phone?"
"Congratulations! I see you have been very successful in bringing goods this time. I didn't expect Xiaoqing to be so suitable to be a model. She is so amazing." Zhou Yiru praised generously, without mentioning that he had been staring at those photos for half a night, and the more he looked at them, the more excited he became.
really!
Yu Qiao raised an eyebrow at Mu Wanqing, meaning that it must be him, and then asked straight to the point: "Does Boss Zhou silently support us? There are many new fans buying this time, and they are generous, spending with one account Tens of thousands of dollars!”
Zhou Yiru laughed heartily, "Have you discovered this? I just thought that this brand is not bad, so I recommended it to my friends, saying that it was my new investment in the self-media industry. My friends were also attracted by Xiaoqing's publicity, and they couldn't bear it for a while. Don’t stop taking action.”
He said it lightly, but Mu Wanqing understood that people must be looking at him as an investor.
After figuring out the reason for the "explosion", Mu Wanqing's mood was a little subtle.
The "financier behind the scenes" is not Wen Zhan, which is good, so as not to owe him a favor.
But neither can Brother Zhou.
She was destined to have nothing to repay, but she had been favored by him again and again. How could she repay him in the future?
Mu Wanqing felt helpless, and suddenly understood the meaning of the phrase "passionate is more painful than ruthless".
When Yu Qiao saw her turning away, he knew that she didn't want to talk anymore, so he thanked Zhou Yiru again and ended the call.
"Why are you frowning? He did it voluntarily and you didn't ask him to do it, so why should there be any psychological burden?" Yu Qiao reassured her.
Mu Wanqing smiled bitterly, "To put it lightly, do you think he can always give unconditionally? For all the hard work, I am expecting something in return. I owe him so much."
"Hey...it's true that he is obsessed with you. If you don't respond all the time, it would be a bit inappropriate." Yu Qiongnu pursed his lips, also feeling that this matter was troublesome.
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Because of the popularity of this soft article, the public account has gained a lot of followers, and the excellent conversion rate has also allowed more manufacturers to see the commercial value of "Yu said it's off". For a while, many advertisers came to visit. Talking about cooperation, the price is also very generous.
Fortunately, both Yu Qiao and Mu Wanqing were sober.
In order to cherish their feathers and go a long way, they do not accept everything as soon as they are hot-headed. Instead, they choose areas that they are familiar with, conduct back-checks from all parties, and try them out personally to make sure that the product has no reputation problems before accepting it.
While her career was in full swing, Mu Wanqing's divorce lawsuit finally came to court.
When she got up early in the morning, she tidied herself up a little.
Divorce is not the end, but the beginning of a new life. She has to make herself look more glamorous than before to prove that divorce is the right decision.
Zhou Yiru came to pick her up early in the morning. When he arrived at the court, he didn't expect to bump into Wen Zhan head-on.
Wen Zhan wore a long windbreaker, with a tall and straight figure and a cold temperament. His handsome face faced the morning light and his three-dimensional and superior facial features seemed to be coated with a layer of brilliance, making him look even more profound and charming.
There was only one lawyer beside him, and the two were talking as they walked, apparently still exchanging opinions.
Seeing Mu Wanqing, Wen Zhan looked startled, and his eyes darkened instantly.
The two sides stood still, and he unabashedly looked at the woman in front of him.
Perhaps it was because she had made money. Her overall condition was much better than before. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, her eyes were bright, and her delicate skin could be broken by blows. Even if she was naked, she was still beautiful.
Wen Zhan secretly thought that if he made money, he would no longer have to show off and show off.
Mu Wanqing looked at Wen Zhan, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she wanted to say hello, but she didn't know what to say.
She and Wen Zhan have been together for more than two years, but they still can't relax freely.
Every time Wen Zhan remained silent and stared at her with his dark eyes, his overly oppressive aura always made her feel as if she was being judged naked by him, which made her well up from the bottom of her heart. I felt deep embarrassment and shame.
At this time——
It was obvious that the two of them were in broad daylight, it was obviously cold and she was wrapped like a rice dumpling, and it was obvious that he had a cold face and looked like he would not let strangers in - but she still felt extremely ashamed of being looked at, as if she had been there countless times in the past. The moment when she and he were in love replayed before her eyes.
