The King of Advertising

Wu Zhicheng came over and saw the concerned eyes of many classmates, and said loudly: "Guo Weimao is okay!"

"The doctor said that he was only fainted by a moment of excitement, but he needs further examination!"

"He has left here and went to the hospital."

"Students don't have to worry about him anymore, just go to the wedding with peace of mind."

Having said this, he walked over to Qiu Xu and Zhang Yihe.

Many of those who came to the wedding today were doctor colleagues of the groom in the Municipal People's Hospital.

After Guo Weimao fell to the ground, two doctors ran over immediately under the shouts of Qiu Xu.

Under their treatment, Guo Weimao quickly recovered.

Then, he followed the doctor to the changing rest room for the bride and others to receive further examinations.

The squad leader did his part not to let all the students take care of him and understand the condition.

"Qiu Xu, Zhang Yihe, Guo Weimao asked me to convey his apologies!"

Wu Zhicheng whispered: "He said that he was jealous and dizzy for a while, so he would say such things without thinking about it. Please forgive him for his momentary failure."

Qiu Xu said generously: "They are classmates for many years, and there is no deep hatred. I forgive him."

Why can't you forgive me?

Beat him up?

If there is something wrong with him, Qiu Xu would even take himself in.

Anyway, if I don't plan to associate with this guy anymore, Qiu Xu will be so generous once.

Zhang Yihe confirmed and asked, "Hey, monitor, is he really okay?"

Wu Zhicheng smiled and said, "It should be all right!"

"He insisted on leaving by himself. I wanted to drive him to the hospital, but he strongly rejected him."

"I saw that he walked steadily and his thinking was clear, so I didn't insist on it."

"Hey, Qiu Xu..."

Wu Zhicheng said to Qiu Xu: "Guo Weimao also specially asked me to convey..."

"He said that as compensation for the gaffe, he will do his best to promote the cooperation between Global Express and your advertising."

Qiu Xu smiled and said nonchalantly: "There is no need for compensation, and I don't need..."

After a brief storm passed, the banquet hall resumed its cheerful atmosphere.

Qiu Xu sat down again.

Zhang Yihe whispered, "Qiu Xu, do you think Guo Weimao is ashamed and pretending to faint?"

"His body doesn't look that weak, it's quite strong. Could it be that he is so weak?"

Qiu Xu said uncertainly: "The sweat on the head, the red eyes, and the twitching corners of the mouth are not pretending."

"Forget it, don't talk about him."

Qiu Xu suggested: "This guy, if you really don't want to see you, you will stay away from now on."

Zhang Yihe curled his lips and said in disgust: "I have never waited to see him, but he has been pestering me like brown sugar."

Qiu Xu smiled and said: "That Yihe, the semi-permanent outdoor billboard of your fast food restaurant you mentioned before, I have an idea, you go find paper and pen."

"So fast?" Zhang Yihe didn't believe it.

Qiu Xu said complacently: "I want to be creative, and that is famous for being fast!"

"Hurry up and find paper and pens..."

Zhang Yihe soon went back and forth, bringing back a few pieces of paper that he had torn from his notebook.

As for the pen, Zhang Yihe handed Qiu Xu an unscrewed lipstick, and said, "You can just use this!"

Qiu Xu couldn't help shook his head and spread the paper on the dining table.

Under the gaze of Zhang Yihe, Lin Xi, and Lin Zi, he first drew a big rectangle on the paper with lipstick.

"I remember well, you said that your three fast food restaurants are all located in the north of the east and west streets?"

"The business hours are from 5:30 in the morning until 2 o'clock in the evening. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, and supper?"

Zhang Yihe nodded and added: "There is also takeaway!"

Qiu Xu drew a solid origin on the top and center of the rectangle, and then led out a few ray-like dotted lines.

At the other end of the dotted line, the shape of a plate or bowl is drawn.

These plates or bowls are separated by different distances, and the approximate positions can be connected to form an elliptical parabola.

Qiu Xu looked at the schematic diagram, shook his head dissatisfied, and said, "Yihe, I am not used to using this lipstick. The painting is too ugly."

"I'll explain it to you."

Zhang Yihe gave a hum, and listened attentively.

"This solid origin is a long pole inserted on a billboard..."

Qiu Xu suddenly thought of an image, and continued to introduce: "You can imagine it as an ancient corona that measures time based on sunlight..."

"These dotted lines are the shadow of the pole left on the billboard, for example, the shadow left at six o'clock in the morning."

"The image of the plate corresponding to the other end of the shadow is the signature of your fast food restaurant during this period of time, early or special price..."

Zhang Yihe immediately understood, pointing to the dotted lines and saying: "This is the signature dish corresponding to 10 o'clock in the morning, this is the signature dish corresponding to 12 o'clock in the afternoon, this is the signature dish corresponding to 6 o'clock in the afternoon."

Qiu Xu smiled lightly: "That's what it means."

Zhang Yihe pondered for a while and smiled openly: "Qiu Xu, your billboard idea is really novel."

"I'm worried every day when I get to the meal, what shall I eat today?"

"Now I just need to look up at the billboard to understand that the shadow of the sun, which is time, tells me what to eat."

She took out the phone and said, "Qiu Xu, how much is it? You can tell me the number!"

Qiu Xu waved his hand and said, "Old classmates, this design is given to you for free, no money!"

Zhang Yihe just stared, and said, "Qiu Xu, who do you look down on!"

"Hurry up, how much is it!"

She eased her tone again and said softly: "I don't hide it from you. At first, I asked you to show the design of this billboard, which is both tempting and caring..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yihe looked at Lin Xi and explained: "Lin Xi, don't think about it. The care I call is the kind of care between classmates, nothing else!"

Lin Xi nodded and replied, "I didn't think too much!"

After a pause, she whispered again: "Zhang Yihe, I like your character!"

Zhang Yihe pursed his lips in embarrassment, and said to Qiu Xu: "The advertising design you came up with is so good that I didn't expect it."

"You rely on this to make money to eat, I can't take advantage of you!"

"You quickly quote a price!"

"Since you insist on giving money..."

Qiu Xu said slowly: "Zhang Yihe, I am now showing someone a print advertisement design. The lowest price is 10,000 yuan."

"I will give you a 50% discount. Five thousand will be enough."

"After the billboard is completed, you can use Moments, short videos, etc., to stir up the popularity and promote it."

He was very confident and said: "This billboard idea similar to the corona can still attract some attention."

At this time, Qiu Xu's mobile phone screen popped up an unread message prompt.

He opened it and found that he had received a transfer of 10,000 yuan.

Zhang Yihe put his mobile phone on the dining table and said with a smile: "My dad will definitely not feel distressed about this 10,000 yuan in advertising expenses."

"Lin Xi..."

Zhang Yihe stepped past Qiu Xu and solemnly reminded him: "Your family, Qiu Xu, to put it bluntly, used to give everyone the impression of embroidered pillows, other than gold and jade."

"But now, he has made up for his biggest shortcoming and even won."

"The current Qiu Xu, not to mention perfect, is also perfect. You have to be careful and watch it more closely."

"There are so many faceless little girls now."

Lin Xi said with a deep impression: "You are right, thank you for reminding!"

She was complacent again and said: "But, I have already made a good start and have him in my bag."

"Whoever dares to hit his crooked idea, I'm not welcome..."

Qiu Xu, who was caught between Lin Xi and Zhang Yihe, said very depressed: "Can you two respect me?"

"Am I the cargo? Let someone snatch it?"

At this moment, the clear voice of the emcee echoed over the banquet hall, "Dear guests..."