After hearing this, Song Yingxuan's face suddenly changed, but her words remained tough: "I...I am helping the business to promote and advertise."

Hu Pingtao asked seriously: "Have you ever made an agreement?"

Zhang Jing rushed to answer: "No."

Hu Pingtao looked at Song Yingxuan: "That doesn't constitute what you call advertising."

After arguing for a long time, Zhang Jing refused to give in, and Hu Pingtao also made his attitude clear. In desperation, Song Yingxuan could only take out her mobile phone and pay the bill angrily.

I thought the matter would end here, but just when Hu Pingtao put away the transcript and was about to leave, Song Yingxuan raised her finger and pointed at Zhang Jing and said coldly: "Remember this for me.

It’s not over yet!”

…

On the way back, Wang Gui asked: "Director, that woman is very arrogant! After everything has been resolved, she is still cursing and threatening others... Do we have to take care of her?"

Hu Pingtao took out a pack of biscuits from his pocket, tore it open, stuffed a piece into his mouth, and said while chewing: "Strictly speaking, what she said cannot be considered a personal threat. There were no insulting words, and she didn't name anyone.

How to manage it?"

Wang Gui disagreed: "But looking at her like that, she definitely won't give up!"

Hu Pingtao swallowed the biscuit crumbs in his mouth and licked his lips: "This matter is definitely not over yet. We are just trying to persuade both parties to leave temporarily. In fact, every industry has rules. Merchants open stores to make money. As long as they are friendly and make money.

From this perspective, Song Yingxuan’s behavior of visiting stores and making short videos is very welcome by merchants.”

"But everything has a degree. If you are your Internet celebrity and make short videos for promotion, that is your personal behavior. If you have many fans and great influence, you can go to other people's stores to make a short video, have a meal, and ask for

The merchant waives the bill. As long as the other party agrees, the matter can be negotiated. But Song Yingxuan takes herself too seriously... Her number of fans is only 10,000 and ten thousand, and she cannot meet the merchant's requirements at all, so she is quarreling.

stand up."

Wang Gui was a little curious: "Logically speaking, more than 10,000 fans are not too small."

Hu Pingtao explained with a smile: "Specific issues are analyzed in detail, and fans are the same. When we were at the hot pot restaurant just now, you didn't look at Song Yingxuan's mobile phone. I checked and found that most of the short videos she took were about clothing, cosmetics, and food.

There were only five people visiting the store, and the number of visits was very small, less than 300 on average."

Wang Gui was quite surprised: "Director, do you mean that her fans are all fake?"

Hu Pingtao shook his head: "It's not necessarily fake enough to be fake. I estimate that quite a few of them are zombie fans."

"Zombie fan?" Wang Gui looked confused.

Hu Pingtao explained: "According to the rules of the online live broadcast platform, as long as you click on a short video, you are a fan of the video blogger. For example, if you watch a movie, you become interested in an actor in it, and then like...

Don’t get me wrong, I mean the normal kind of good feelings.”

Wang Gui nodded: "I understand this. I have always liked Wu Qianlian, although she has stopped acting a long time ago."

Hu Pingtao continued: "You have always been obsessed with a has-been star. You are already a die-hard fan. I am talking about the kind that you have seen before and occasionally have some impressions of, but will not take the initiative to inquire about the relevant content."

"For example, in the movie "Avengers", do you remember the actress who played the Black Widow, Scarlett Johansson?"

Wang Gui held the steering wheel and thought for a moment: "I have seen that movie, and I have some impressions."

Hu Pingtao asked: "Do you like that girl?"

Wang Gui frowned: "It's hard to talk about it, she is a foreign woman after all."

"That's right." Hu Pingtao said with a smile: "You have an impression of Scarlett Johansson, but you don't like it very much. But after all, you have watched the "Avengers" series of movies, so from a broad perspective, you

He can also be considered a fan of hers.”

Wang Gui blinked: "Is this okay?"

Hu Pingtao continued: "This is where big data comes from. One thing is very important, because your attention to Scarlett Johansson is very average, so you don't know about her other related information, such as performances and programs.

You will be interested, at least you will not actively search, click, or buy... In this way, you will belong to a silent and inactive group in Scarlett Johansson's fan group, which is also commonly known as a zombie fan."

Wang Gui suddenly realized: "Most of Song Yingxuan's more than 10,000 fans are like this?"

"Yes." Hu Pingtao said seriously: "There is a certain ratio between zombie fans and active fans. Generally speaking, if there are two or three thousand active fans out of 100,000 fans, it is already very good."

The reason why Zhang Jing, the manager of the "Miaowei" hot pot restaurant, refused to give her a free order was because Song Yingxuan's internet celebrity level was too low and she had too few fans."

Wang Gui nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "If Song Yingxuan had hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of fans, they would definitely not be able to quarrel today."

Hu Pingtao smiled and said: "Not only will there be no quarrel, maybe Zhang Jing will turn around and beg Song Yingxuan to eat in her store. Not only will she not ask for money, but she will also take the initiative to give Song Yingxuan a big red envelope. Merchants open stores to make money, as long as they have

If there is a suitable advertising channel, and one that has a real popularity effect, everyone will rush to use it.”

"But if you are an ordinary person, it will be different. Why should I let you come to my store to eat and drink for free? You said you have tens of thousands of fans. No one is a fool. Just look at the number of clicks and you will know that you are actually

How much popularity do you have on the Internet? Only a few hundred people dare to call themselves "Internet celebrities". This term is really cheap."

"But let's talk about it today! I think the attitude of the merchant, that is, Zhang Jing, is too tough. If it were me, I would have a softer tone, and even if I have to charge money, I would give Song Yingxuan a discount.

Peace brings wealth, there is no need to make the relationship so tense."

"Nowadays, there are too many people who make short videos to eat like Internet celebrities. Everyone has their own circle that they are familiar with. Song Yingxuan has a good appearance. Although she has a small number of fans, I guess she still has connections in the circle."

As he spoke, Hu Pingtao deliberately made a gesture like a hungry tiger pouncing on food with his hands forward: "Have you seen "Animal World"? Hyenas on the African savannah always hunt in groups."

Wang Gui understood: "Director, are you saying that Song Yingxuan's last words were not just words?"

Hu Pingtao nodded: "That's not necessarily true. I can only say that Song Yingxuan may have a certain degree of appeal in the circle. After all, she is a woman and she is very beautiful. Many male bloggers are willing to help. And

There are many uncertainties in the Internet celebrity profession. There are only 10,000 fans now, but what about tomorrow? What about in the future? It’s still the same sentence: Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi.”

Wang Gui was a little worried: "So, the manager of that hot pot restaurant is quite troublesome."

Hu Pingtao said: "Anyway, let's wait and see! Everyone can get angry, but as long as it doesn't hinder others and doesn't break the law, it's fine."

This is a bit vague, but Hu Pingtao can only go so far.

Wang Gui still had a few questions in his mind. He was about to open his mouth when he suddenly saw the red light of the pager on the right side of the electric vehicle's steering wheel flashing.

Hu Pingtao reached out to pick it up and pressed the call button: "I am Hu Pingtao, please speak."

Tan Tao's urgent voice came from the microphone: "I just received a message from the command center: the traffic police called for support, and the location is at the entrance of the Changhe Road Farmers Market. I will drive over from the station with someone, and you will handle the matter there.

Is it over?"

Hu Pingtao quickly replied: "It's done. Wang Gui and I will go over right now."

Tan Tao said: "Okay, I'll meet you at the door of the farmer's market later."

…

At around five o'clock, Hu Pingtao and Wang Gui rushed to the scene.

There were people from both sides of the traffic police and the police station. This time period was approaching the evening rush hour, and there were many pedestrians and vehicles on the road. The incident occurred just next to the intersection. The non-motorized lane had been blocked by onlookers, and traffic on the entire road was almost paralyzed.

There were too many people watching the excitement. Hu Pingtao kept shouting "give way" and finally squeezed in with Wang Gui.

Tan Tao hadn't come over yet, but there was a traffic policeman and a co-policeman in the circle. The victims were a couple riding an electric scooter, and their accents sounded like they were from outside the city.

The man was very strong. No matter what the police officer said, he would not relax his grip on the handle of the electric bike and glared at the other person with his eyes wide open.

In contrast, women are very aggressive and scold constantly.

"You police officers are sick! My husband was stopped while riding his bike, what do you want to do?"

"Why are we not allowed to walk on such a wide road?"

"Get out of the way, I want to go home."

The assisting police officers were filming with their hand-held law enforcement recorders, and the traffic police kept discouraging them.

"You ran the red light, which is against traffic regulations."

"You drove your car directly onto the sidewalk after crossing the intersection. Tell yourself what kind of behavior this is?"

The woman was very emotional. It seemed that she was used to being aggressive and would not listen to her advice no matter how hard she tried. When she saw the police officer blocking the way of the electric car, she rushed over and wanted to push the police officer blocking the road away so that her man could take advantage of the situation.

He drove away in an electric car, but he didn't notice that the ground was wet. His feet slipped and he fell to the ground.

The crowd around him burst into laughter.

The woman stood up, her face flushed with rage. Her hair was disheveled, and she rushed towards the police who blocked the road like crazy, screaming: "The police are beating someone!"

The traffic police and co-police were taken aback.

The former shouted sternly: "Why are you talking nonsense when you open your mouth? Everyone is watching, who hit you?"

The latter quickly held the law enforcement recorder with both hands: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm taking pictures of all this! There is evidence."

Seeing this, Hu Pingtao quickly squeezed past and stood between the police officer and the woman.

The traffic policeman's nervous expression suddenly relaxed, and he gasped: "You are finally here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman with a ferocious face suddenly walked around Hu Pingtao, spread out the five fingers of her right hand, and scratched hard at the assisting police officer's face.

All this happened suddenly, and her movements were very fast. The police officer was caught off guard. He subconsciously tilted his head to the side, trying to avoid it, but the sharp nails had already scraped along the base of the ear and along the neck, leaving four bright red lines.

trace.

Hu Pingtao got angry and grabbed her wrist: "Why do you hit someone?"

The woman opened her mouth and said, "What did I hit? Which eye of yours saw me hit someone?"

Seeing that his colleague was injured, the traffic policeman couldn't bear it anymore and angrily shouted: "We have surveillance, why are you doing this? You ran a red light, rode your bicycle on the sidewalk, and now you beat people up. This is a society governed by the rule of law. You can't be fooled by cheating."
To be continued...