Chapter 108 - Where did this Zhang Ye appear from? (1/2)

At home.

It was getting later and later.

Zhang Ye still did not know how big a name he had made for himself in the advertising circles, both foreign and domestic. He was not even looking at the computer, despite it being in front of him. He had opened the game ring’s virtual interface. He was staring with surprise at the Reputation points surging upwards on the menu!

+266!

+7692!

+2103!

At times, it increased by the hundreds, while at other times, it increased by the thousands!

Just before the advertis.e.m.e.nt was broadcast, Zhang Ye’s had recalled taking a look in the afternoon. His overall Reputation points had been 290,000. Some of it was left from the interview, and the other 200,000+ were from the sales of ‘Ghost Blows Out the Light’ over the past few days. But today, just after a small public service advertis.e.m.e.nt, in a short time span of an hour, Zhang Ye’s overall Reputation points had reached 470,000!

480,000…

500,000…

And it was still growing nonstop!

It was estimated that after tomorrow, it would at least increase to 800,000!

Zhang Ye had another deep understanding of the game ring. That was that the works he produced could keep increasing his game Reputation points, even if the audience did not know Zhang Ye’s name, so long as they satisfied the respect and amazement requirements. How could he tell?

The public service advertis.e.m.e.nt did not have a credits list. No commercial would list it. Only a small number of people will check on the official television website to find out that it was Zhang Ye’s production. The numbers were so small that they were negligible, yet Zhang Ye’s Reputation was increasing nonstop. This explained the problem.

With this rule, Zhang Ye looked at such sideshows with more importance. No, to be exact, this public service advertis.e.m.e.nt was no longer a sideshow. With so much attention focused on it , and it earning him so much reputation, how could it be considered a sideshow anymore?

At this moment, the Arts Channel’s late-night program had just ended. It now broadcast again the public service advertis.e.m.e.nt.

Zhang Yuanqi put down her wine gla.s.s and looked over. She looked at it fully before saying, “You seem to be multi-talented. In the future, when I have any advertis.e.m.e.nts or endors.e.m.e.nts, you can do the planning for me.”

Zhang Ye laughed, “Endors.e.m.e.nt, advertis.e.m.e.nts? Don’t they have professional production companies?”

Zhang Yuanqi answered coldly, “They can’t do it as well as you can. The direction is a little stiff.”

Advertis.e.m.e.nts and endors.e.m.e.nts… They not only bring in the money for the celebrities. If an advertis.e.m.e.nt is done well, it has another advantage. It can bring up the visibility of the celebrity, which is very important. But if an advertis.e.m.e.nt is done poorly and the product performs too lousily, then even if they paid a lot, no big time celebrity would endorse it.

Zhang Ye promised, “Sure. Let’s discuss about it again sometime.”

“What else do you know?” Zhang Yuanqi switched over her crossed legs.

“I know everything, I am an original producer. You can’t do without me.” Zhang Ye started bragging, “Oh, yes. I remember watching a news article about you. In your acting career, no one should be comparable to you; you are considered to be a top star, right? But in your music career, it seems to not be such smooth sailing? Why did the news mention that you are no longer getting ready for a concert anymore? Will you be focusing on movies instead? After conquering the domestic market, you will aim for the international market?”

Zhang Yuanqi said unfeelingly, “I have no good songs.”

“Let your team spend some money then.” Zhang Ye said.

“A good song is not so easy to find. Sometimes you think it’s good, but after people listen to it, no one approves of it.” Zhang Yuanqi related calmly.

Zhang Ye blinked, “Okay, if I have time, I will write you a song. With this song, I can guarantee that you will get back your place in the music industry.”

Zhang Yuanqi didn’t think much of it. She looked at her watch. Probably thinking it’s late, she switched on her cellphone.

When it turned on, a pile of message tones played. Then a phone call came in, probably from Zhang Yuanqi’s a.s.sistant or manager.

“Sis Zhang! My Big Sister Zhang! You are finally answering the phone!” It was a woman’s voice.

“Hur Hur, my phone’s battery was flat just now. It was charging.” Zhang Yuanqi expression had changed, a total difference from the one she wore when she interacted with Zhang Ye.

The woman brushed her off, “You…. Right, who are you trying to bluff! The other time you had disappeared for a night! This time you disappeared again? Sis Zhang, are you in a relations.h.i.+p? At your boyfriend’s place? Let me tell you first, the company’s regulations state that our artistes are not allowed to be in a relations.h.i.+p. Even if they want to be in one, they have to go through the company, get permission and report about it. Of course, the company will not dare stick their noses in too much for someone like you, but you can at least inform me first, right?”

Zhang Yuanqi laughed “You’re thinking too much.”

“I hope that I’m overthinking it, too. If you really had a boyfriend, how many people’s hearts would be broken? It would surely affect your acting career.” The woman said worriedly.

Zhang Yuanqi laughed, “You have really been overthinking it. Alright, I will go back now. Please wait at my home. We will touch on tomorrow’s commercial performance tomorrow.”

The woman replied, “I’ve been at your house waiting. I waited for the whole night.”

“Alright, then please wait for me. It’s been hard on you. I will bring some food back for you. I know you love curry beef rice a lot.” Zhang Yuanqi said kindly.

The woman softly said, “You are always like this, placating me after disappearing. I don’t even have the chance to be angry. Okay, so I will wait for you.”

The phone was hung up.

Zhang Ye asked, “Going off?”

“Going off.” Zhang Yuanqi took and wore her blazer, then put on her sungla.s.s and face mask.

To mention it, when the Heavenly Queen was around, Zhang Ye was a little annoyed. The main issue was that her att.i.tude was bad, with that uncaring att.i.tude of hers, but yet she treated her a.s.sistant in such a gentle manner. But when it was time for Zhang Yuanqi to leave, Zhang Ye felt a little reluctant, “It’s already so late. Why don’t I send you back?”

Zhang Yuanqi said, “I drove here.”

Zhang Ye said “Oh, then, then alright. Drive safely.”

Zhang Yuanqi did not answer. She took her stuff and left in a hurry.

Zhang Ye said to her back, “Come over when you have time.”

Zhang Yuanqi did not look back, but replied, “If we won’t be having instant noodles again, I will consider it. Bye.”

Zhang Ye happily said, “Sure, we will order takeouts next time.”

After closing the door, Zhang Ye couldn’t help but smile. His relations.h.i.+p with the Heavenly Queen was a little unclear. Were they friends? They could not considered to be friends, as she had only come over twice and they hadn’t spoken much. Zhang Yuanqi’s replies were mainly uhms and ohs, or silence. But if we were to say that the two of them were strangers? You can’t say that either; strangers don’t go to each other’s house late at night, do they? She is a female comrade, and even a well-known celebrity. So, their relations.h.i.+p could be considered as something very subtle, yet special.

Forget it, I’m not thinking anymore.

Zhang Ye went back to his computer.

On Weibo, a number of people started to @ Zhang Ye.