Feng Shui takes turns, and the man and the cheating woman have become scumbags and scumbags that everyone shouts and beats, and since then they have also realized how helpless the girl was before she died.

That's why when she heard the sour words of the young man, she was so angry, because she thought of the pain that people who couldn't read would feel when they encountered such a situation.

Her previous life really left her with many painful memories, and the entertainment industry seems to be shining under the flash, how many people know how many unspeakable stories are hidden behind it?

After waking up from a nightmare, it took a long time for Lyra to come to her senses. Only then did I remember that I was already Leila Moran and had a new life. But if that happened again, what could she do?

"Weibo, Twitter, Facebook!" she said, reciting these social media that would later become famous.

Moran started out as a journalist and also controlled a number of media outlets. But she knows that with the development of the Internet, print media will gradually be launched into the mainstream stage. It's time to find a replacement and grab territory!

She remembers very well that the occurrence of 911 made blogging an era of national journalists. Any event, no matter how big or small, only takes a short time to spread all over the world through the Internet!

It's only January now, and she still has more than half a year to arrange the next work, maybe this 911 can bring her a new opportunity. No one wants that to happen, she has no ability to change anything, so she can only change the future with her hands!

The blog entered the East in 2000 and has been tepid until the emergence of Mu Zimei, which was finally recognized by many people. However, this kind of enthusiasm did not last long, because the tirade did not conform to the reading habits of ordinary people, so a short Weibo appeared in front of the public.

I'm afraid it's too late for Leila to get a hand in the blog, not to mention that she doesn't have much money right now, and even if she does, it won't be able to be pulled out of the stock market futures in a while. So she set her sights on FB, which would only appear in 04.

It's 2001, and the development of smartphones is still just beginning, and it's not mature enough to use mobile phones to help. But the rise of tablets started first, and the new prototype launched by Microsoft last year is already very close to what the future will look like.

"Alas, a headache. Leila lay on the bed and sighed, she really wasn't the one to think about these things. Knowing the future trend, I just don't know where to start.

"I'd better leave it to my grandfather. "As before, write a plan and hand it in, and then it's up to my grandfather to arrange what to do. Sure enough, it's still more suitable for her!

So when Roy came in from outside, he saw Leila struggling to write something.

"Writing a script again?" In his impression, only when she wrote a script would she put on such a serious face.

"No, I'm writing a plan to do something on my grandfather's website. ”

Because of the rebirth of memories of the future, Leila values the development of the Internet more than anyone else, and under her influence, several of Moran's media outlets have their own websites, and some of them have become news portals, with more readers than other websites that follow suit.

She plans to merge FB and the website together, which can not only promote it, but also increase the popularity of the website, which is really a double win.

"Then you're busy, I'll sit here for a while. Roy had wanted to go to breakfast with her, but now it seemed that room service was better.

Leila answered, and continued to devote herself to the planning of the plan.

It is said that serious men are the most handsome, but in fact, serious women are also very attractive, at least Roy can't take his eyes off Laila's side face at this time.

Until the knock on the door of G!, it almost didn't knock on the door.

"Leila, come and see my new script!" As soon as the door opened, Wu Yuan burst in from the outside.

The hair that was messed up like a bird's nest, the blue stubble, the pickle-like clothes, and a sock that peeked out of the trouser leg......

Lyra was so shocked that she casually picked up the camera that was placed aside and shouted "eggplant" at him and pressed the shoot button.

The flash flashed away, and finally let Wu Yuan, who was hot, cool down, and replaced him with a blank expression: "Why are you filming me?"

"It's nothing, I just think your image is very good, maybe it can be used in future movies. ”

"Really?" Wu Yuan didn't think about anything else for a while, happily put the script on her desk, and then leaned his head over to look at the camera: "Brother is very handsome." You may not believe it, but when I used to go to school, my brother came to school. ”

Leila replied to him with a meaningful "hehe", she really didn't believe it, as far as she knew, no matter which school's school grass didn't have its own comic attribute aura. You can have the crazy cool of a domineering president, or you can be as warm as a prince, but it's funny, don't be kidding, okay!

Roy's face suddenly collapsed when he saw him so close to Leila, if it weren't for the room service and breakfast being delivered at this time, he would definitely squeeze between the two.

"Take a look, I wrote it all night, and I feel like this is the best version!" Wu Yuan estimated that he was also hungry, and he was a self-cooked one, so he grabbed the breakfast in the cart parked next to him and stuffed it into his mouth.

Roy stared at him incredulously, watching him grab three buns in one hand and eat up a cage in less than two bites. It was breakfast he had called for Leila, and he had it with her "by the way". Did this guy come from a refugee camp? And has he forgotten whose place he is now?

It's a pity that the other two people in the room didn't accept his resentment at all, one flipped through the script, and the other ate xiaolongbao, sitting next to her and watching her read the script.

Roy frowned, finally couldn't bear to disturb her work, and called down to ask for two breakfasts.

"It looks a lot more interesting this time, and I think it could be changed here. Leila pointed to the script and said, "Their clash of ideas could be deepened. Then ......"

"That makes sense. Wu Yuan pondered for a moment and then nodded violently: "What else?" What does it mean to listen to your words is better than reading a book for ten years, this is it! Or how can it be said that it is a great director in Hollywood? The brain is faster than ordinary people!

"And this ......," Leila said, writing hints in the margins of the script, and when she closed her mouth to write, a bun or a spoonful of porridge would be placed next to her mouth and eaten by her unconsciously.

Seeing that she had almost eaten, Roy went to eat his share. Because Claire talks about it all day long, letting him know how "bad" her body is, she has always been very attentive to her food. Breakfast is the most basic source of energy to stay active throughout the day, how could he see her hungry for work?