After spending a while at Good Times, Hua Jian found that Jiang Ruiming had no time for him at all.
Hua Jian soon left through another door.
He left his car in the parking lot at Good Times and took a taxi to Bo Lin's company instead.
When he arrived, the workday wasn't over yet.
Bo Lin was in a meeting, so Hua Jian sat in the Rest Lounge attached to his office and edited videos.
Lately, videos from several of the minor influencers at his company had been reaching a wider audience.
Since his account had the most followers, he included a few of them whenever he filmed a video.
That had brought a lot of traffic to all their accounts lately.
Whether they gained followers through videos or drew viewers to livestreams, Hua Jian's ultimate goal wasn't the little money they could make from monetization.
He was doing it for Feng Rong's film, which already had a release date coming up soon.
He had also contacted plenty of well-known influencers to promote it.
In the current online landscape, he knew very well that a lack of traffic could bury a good production, while traffic could turn a merely passable one into a hit.
In Hua Jian's view, Cheng Ruimu's directing was unpolished but full of inspiration.
And Feng Rong's acting, without excessive refinement, was even more compelling.
Hua Jian had a feeling that this film would prove an extremely successful investment.
As soon as his meeting ended, Bo Lin went straight to the Rest Lounge.
The room was very quiet when he pushed the door open.
Hua Jian sat upright, his eyes fixed intently on his computer. Bo Lin paused, then stepped inside and closed the door.
The door made a faint sound, and Hua Jian looked up