Lin Feng and Mr. Zhang got back into the car and drove to the city.

After opening his heart, Mr. Zhang talked a lot in the car, and like a big brother, he chatted with Lin Feng about family life.

He also asked Lin Feng to visit his house when he had time.

Mr. Zhang said that his daughter, who was in high school, especially liked the song "Those Flowers" written by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng also smiled and agreed.

After the car drove to the city, Mr. Zhang sent Lin Feng home directly and let him have a good rest.

Everything went reasonably well.

It's just that when Mr. Zhang sent Lin Feng to Huiming Lane, he took a look at the environment of the urban village here, and couldn't help frowning.

Mr. Zhang immediately said that Lin Feng's residence in this place was not quite in line with his identity.

After all, he is now a senior broker of the company.

If you lack money to buy a house, you can borrow from him.

Lin Feng expressed his gratitude at that time, and he casually made an excuse.

He said.

Half a year ago, he met a fortune teller, and the fortune teller helped him calculate a hexagram, saying that he lived in this Huiming Lane, and his luck would be more prosperous.

When Mr. Zhang heard this, he asked Lin Feng to help introduce the fortune teller.

Businessmen believe that these fortune tellers are feng shui or something.

Lin Feng has indeed performed too well in the past two months, which has impressed Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang really believed Lin Feng's panicked words.

Where did Lin Feng find a fortune teller for Mr. Zhang, he could only think of a reason, saying that the fortune teller was no longer in this generation, and when he returned to his hometown, he couldn't remember where his hometown was.

Mr. Zhang could only sigh, let Lin Feng have a good rest, and drove away.

Lin Feng went upstairs with his bag on his back, and when he walked to the door.

Subconsciously glanced at Xu Youyou's room.

The door to the room was still closed.

There were also several flyers on the doorknob.

Lin Feng walked over and took the flyer from the doorknob.

When I opened the door and entered the house, I had a leaflet in my hand and threw it in the garbage can.

Lin Feng put the backpack on the chair, fell down, and lay directly on the bed.

He looked at the ceiling and began to be in a daze.

When I got home, I didn't even have anyone to talk to.

Lin Feng felt that this world had suddenly become empty.

His psyche produced an inexplicable sense of loss.

Some irritability.

Lin Feng sat up and took out his mobile phone, opened the contacts and looked through them, except for those he didn't know, the people he could contact seemed to be work-related.

Lin Feng showed a wry smile on his face, except for work, he really didn't have anyone to contact.

Lin Feng continued to swipe the phone, and finally fixed on the name Xu Youyou.

Xu Youyou had only been abroad for six days, and Lin Feng felt as if a century had passed.

I miss my previous life a little, and when I get home, I can eat and chat with Xu Youyou.

This kind of frolicking and playful days is alive.

The most fundamental reason why he will continue to live in Huiming Lane is because there is Xu Youyou here.

Lin Feng himself is a workaholic, and his mind is thinking about things at work almost all the time.

Lin Feng likes this job, but he doesn't want his life to be all about work, and he doesn't have a private life.

So he needed someone who could take a break from his job for a while.

Xu Youyou is such a person.

With Xu Youyou, Lin Feng felt very relaxed and happy.

He doesn't need to think too much about work in his head, even if it's chatting, it's very comfortable.

There is a sense of healing.

It's a pity that Xu Youyou is also gone.

When Lin Feng returned home, he felt that something very important was missing.

Lin Feng swiped the screen down again, found a phone and dialed it.

The phone beeped a few times before it was connected.

The fat man's big voice came from the phone.

"Hey, madman, you showed up, why didn't you answer your phone call last night."

"Last night?"

Only then did Lin Feng remember that he had indeed seen a missed call from the fat man last night.

But it was already late at that time, and he was not in the mood, so Lin Feng thought about calling >> the next day

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Fatso.

As a result, I forgot about it.

"Oh, I went to Zhudian Film and Television City two days ago, and I was talking about things last night, didn't I call you just after I got off the plane."

"That's right, Zou Qinghong has found us an advertising sponsor, wants to sponsor our program, wants to tell you, ask your opinion."

Lin Feng was surprised: "An advertiser has come to the door?" ”

Lin Feng didn't expect Zou Qinghong's progress to be so fast, and it only took three days to find advertisers.

Sure enough, he is the elite of the marketing department, and he has more channels than Lin Feng.

The fat man said: "Yes, you don't know that our program ratings have entered the top ten in the early morning of Haicheng, just tenth, I got news from the ratings department last night and wanted to share this great joy with you, but you didn't answer the phone." ”

Lin Feng hurriedly apologized: "I'm not busy with things, I'll call you as soon as I get off the plane." ”

"Forget it, ask me to rub it tonight, I don't ask for much, make a skewer."

"Okay." Lin Feng agreed.

He turned around and asked: "What kind of advertiser comes to the door, won't it be Macho God Oil again, declare in advance, I don't accept this kind of advertisement for Macho God Oil." ”

"It's not macho god oil, Zou Qinghong is looking for serious advertisers, can it be macho god oil? If you think about it with your ass, you know it's impossible. ”

"Okay, ass brother, you hurry up and say, what kind of advertiser is it."

"It's an Internet main business, called Diandian, and it just so happens that their recent app is about to be launched, and they want to find some influential channels to advertise their Diandian app.

Our "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" is very popular now, and it ranks in the top five in the storytelling column of the Hima platform. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Lin Feng was very surprised when he heard this.

He has been busy with other work in the past few days, and he has no time to keep an eye on the project "Ghost Blowing the Lantern".

Besides, if it is handed over to Zou Qinghong to operate, he can rest assured.

"No, boss, you don't know at all, I, Du Wei, now have my own fan group, yelling on my Weibo every day, shouting for me to update quickly."

Lin Feng nodded: "Well, this is a good thing. ”

The "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" project was as he expected, and after investment, word of mouth began to ferment.

"Not really. Crazy, you invited Zou Qinghong, but you have the right person. Do you know? When Zou Qinghong was looking for advertisers, she heard that Diandian.com was going to advertise on major channels, so she made a PPT overnight to find their boss, and the PPT was very detailed, which included the growth of the ratings of our program, as well as the clicks of major media platforms, as well as the listening rate and praise rate of the Hima platform, as well as the prospects of future programs to do various aspects of analysis.

Good guy, I watched the ppt, it was quite professional, and after the boss of Diandian.com watched it, he immediately decided to title our program. ”

After Lin Feng listened to the fat man's words, he began to think.

The station and the storytelling program "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" have a high degree of compatibility, and "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" can also be reversed through Diandian.com, which is mutually beneficial.

That's a good place to start.

Zou Qinghong did the right thing.

"Lin Feng, you know that Internet companies are rich now, I really didn't expect Zou Qinghong to be able to contact such a big customer, we are making a lot of money."

"How much do they pay for naming rights?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

"Guess what." The fat man on the phone deliberately sells off.

Lin Feng could imagine the appearance of the fat man on the phone.

"If you can't guess, hurry up."

Lin Feng didn't have the heart to guess.

The fat man saw that Lin Feng didn't want to guess, so he directly revealed it.

"Sign for a three-month trial run first, the naming fee is 200,000 yuan per month, and then our program can maintain this rating, so we will continue to renew, and sign for half a year if we are long, mainly to see if the effect of advertising can keep up. These Internet bosses are just willing to spend money, which is much more generous than selling divine oil. ”

Two hundred thousand?

Lin Feng was a little surprised.

Local stations, plus the early morning hours, this price is quite good.

Lin Feng knows that CCTV's naming rights can reach up to hundreds of millions of dollars a year, and there are also several large local stations with prime file naming rights of tens of millions a year.

My own small local station, such a poor time period, can sell for more than two million a year.

In addition to the influence of the other party's "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" on TV stations other than other platforms.

Zou Qinghong also contributed a lot.

As the fat man said, Zou Qinghong is really inviting the right person.

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