My Online Dating Partner Is a Celebrity

   "'I'm worthy of the audience, I'm worthy of myself'... I find that you are more and more like a capitalist now. You can speak this slogan."

  Zhang Yun was sitting on the sofa, Lin Xinyao lying on Zhang Yun's lap, while looking at the phone, she complained about her strength.

  "How can this be called a capitalist? This is called seizing the opportunity. Don't worry about other things, our new world, does this have gained a lot of fans?" Zhang Yun smiled.

   "It sounds good..." Lin Xinyao did not answer Zhang Yun's words.

  Lin Xinyao had to admire Zhang Yun, a Weibo of Chen Xuejing, which allowed him to squeeze out all the value.

  The documentary that he asked Yu Xiaobai to shoot really caught a wave of attention on the Internet. Now, the official Weibo account of New World, which only publishes trailers, has 5 million fans, dare you believe it?

  In three days, more than 4 million fans have been gained. Do you dare to believe it?

  With these millions of fans, if the new world releases trailers in the future, there is no need to buy hot searches. This group of following netizens will naturally put the new world on top of the hot searches!

  Zhang Yun understands marketing too much!

   "How do you convince Yu Xiaobai to shoot this documentary for you? He helped us so much, can't give him a red envelope?" Lin Xinyao asked instead.

   "I have wrapped it, but I don't want it. No way, who will let Xiaobai owe us favor?" Zhang Yun seemed helpless, but in fact he said.

  Yu Xiaobai really owes Zhang Yun a favor, because Zhang Yun has contributed a lot to Yu Xiaobai’s ability to become the deputy editor.

  If it weren’t for Zhang Yun’s help, let Yu Xiaobai get an interview with Lu Zekun, and Yu Xiaobai would basically say goodbye to the deputy editor’s competition.

  Because of Lu Zekun’s interview, Yu Xiaobai was able to stand on the same starting line with Wang Quan again, and finally, relying on his professional level, took the position of deputy editor.

How can Yu Xiaobai not be grateful to Zhang Yun and help him promote the new world?

  Not to mention, the new world is very hot now. To make a documentary for the new world is to increase the capital of competing editors!

  How could Yu Xiaobai be unhappy?

   "Now everyone knows that New World is a company with dreams, and they have great expectations for us. What do you think about this?" Lin Xinyao, standing next to the top, looked at Zhang Yun and asked.

  Zhang Yun thought for a while, and said: "I don't have any thoughts, this kind of thing is expected."

   "You can pretend too, right?" Lin Xinyao curled her lips.

   "How can this be a pretense? This is modesty." Zhang Yun smiled.

   "Then you who are so humble, how do you plan to celebrate being famous in the new world? How do you celebrate the popularity of "Ghost Blowing Lantern"?" Lin Xinyao asked again.

  Zhang Yun thought for a while, suddenly lowered his head, and kissed Lin Xinyao's lips with a movement that was extremely difficult for his patients with lumbar disc herniation. Then he laughed: "I plan to get married first."

   "Huh?" Lin Xinyao blinked, "Who are you going to marry?"

   "Is there anyone else?" Zhang Yun looked at Lin Xinyao, "Didn't it have been an appointment long ago, will you receive the certificate after the filming of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern"?

"Who decides with you..." Lin Xinyao turned around and stopped looking at Zhang Yun, "I never promised you. Besides, my parents have not met with uncles and aunts yet. Hurry up."

   "Did you have memory confusion? We drove back to the Northeast, did you forget?" Zhang Yun reminded.

   "But my dad hasn't met with uncle yet!" Lin Xinyao said with some worry, "My dad has a bad temper, do you think uncle can get along with him?"

"Does my dad have a good temper? You don't care if they can get along well, and I can get along well with you." Zhang Yun said very optimistically, "In this way, let the four of them sit down and talk in a few days. How about a chat?"

   "But..."

   "But what, I'm not worried, what are you worried about?" Zhang Yun stroked Lin Xinyao's cheek and said, "I'll do this. After they meet each other, we will get married!"

  Lin Xinyao bit her lip, and began to understand what it would be like when the parents met.

  Zhang Yun looked at Lin Xinyao and couldn't help but shook his head with a smile. He raised his head, his smile gradually disappeared.

  In fact, Zhang Yun was also a little worried about what the situation would be like when Zhang Yiteng and Lin Guangyao met.

  In Zhang Yun's view, Lin Guangyao and his father, Zhang Yiteng, are completely people from two worlds. If Zhang Yun and Lin Xinyao were not together, they would not have had an intersection in this life.

  Lin Guangyao, Zhang Yun has only been in contact a few times. Perhaps because of long years of business, Lin Guangyao is very tough whether he acts or speaks. Generally speaking, it is difficult for others to change his mind when he makes up his mind. Just like about Lin Xinyao's filming, until now, Lin Guangyao has not given Lin Xinyao even a little help.

  It's so stubborn and stubborn.

  And the father, Zhang Yiteng...Speaking better is called "bohemian love and freedom", and worse, it is old and rude. Zhang Yiteng's playfulness is heavier than Zhang Yun, a young man who is in his fifties, and he is like a child. What he wants to do is very unreliable.

  Different circles of friends, different literacy levels, different personalities...Everything is different.

  What happens when two people like this meet...

  ——Wait, suddenly seem to be looking forward to it?

  "Dingling! Jingling!"

   Just when Zhang Yun was thinking about it, his cell phone suddenly rang.

   "Yaoyao." Zhang Yun called out.

   Lin Xinyao took Zhang Yun’s cell phone from the coffee table next to her.

   "It's Teacher Cheng Hao." Lin Xinyao reminded.

   "It's been so long, is this the matter of the Screenwriters Association?" Zhang Yun was talking and answered the phone, "Hello? Teacher Cheng, what can you advise?"

"What is your name, Teacher Cheng? You are the teacher." Cheng Hao on the phone joked in a relaxed tone, "The new world is so hot now. Before the broadcast of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" is finished, I have booked the best of the year in advance. It’s a TV series, and Teacher Zhang is the real teacher.

   "Teacher Cheng, don't be like this, I'm afraid." Zhang Yun laughed twice and asked, "Is it the screenwriters association that is looking for me at this time?"

Seeing Zhang Yun brought up business, Cheng Hao's tone immediately became serious, but he was a little bit excited: "Yes, I have already negotiated with seven screenwriters. With them joining, the Screenwriters Association is imperative! I will give you today. Calling, I just want you to have a meeting with us to discuss the specific operations after the establishment of our Screenwriting Association. Basically, our group of guys have EQ less than half of IQ, and even less talent in business. Screenwriters Association How to develop depends on you."

What Cheng Hao said can be traced back to the meal at the Magic City TV Drama Gala. At that time, Cheng Hao wanted to get a screenwriters association out only with his passion, but the two questions raised by Zhang Yun immediately turned Cheng Hao into trouble.

  At that time, Cheng Hao said that he wanted to leave the development of the Screenwriter Association to Zhang Yun, and Zhang Yun agreed.

  Don’t think that Zhang Yun just agreed. After he came back, he really carefully considered how to operate this screenwriters association.

  At this time Cheng Hao mentioned it, and Zhang Yun was confident. However, he cautiously asked, "Ms. Cheng, who are the big guys? Let me be a junior, is this appropriate?"

"No big boss, what big boss can a screenwriter have? And what kind of a junior are you? With "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", no one in the screenwriter circle dares to look down on you." Cheng Hao said loudly, "Just say it anyway. It's fixed, don't think so much, as long as you tell us at the meeting how our screenwriters association should develop, you have it!"

  No big boss?

No way……

  Seeing Cheng Hao's words, Zhang Yun was a little worried, but decided to take a look first. He promised: "Well then, when shall we meet?"

   Cheng Hao said: "Tomorrow, at five o'clock in the afternoon, Yue Laixuan."

   "No problem, see or leave!"

  After speaking, Zhang Yun hung up the phone.

   Thinking back to Cheng Hao's words, Zhang Yun smiled helplessly.

   "How do you feel like you are ill-intentioned?" Lin Xinyao couldn't help saying when she saw Zhang Yun's smile.

   "Are there?" Zhang Yun was surprised.

   "Yes, your smile is like the villain in the movie, especially bad." Lin Xinyao described.

   "Really?" Zhang Yun asked.

   "Really." Lin Xinyao affirmed.

   "Then I can still be a little worse..." Zhang Yun smiled evilly and rushed towards Lin Xinyao.

  ……

  ……

  The next day, at exactly five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yun appeared at the door of Yuelaixuan.