The King of Advertising

Near midnight, Wu Jianwen and Wu Yong brothers left the Diamond Building in a taxi.

"brother……"

Some drunk Wu Yong couldn't help but said, "Qiu Xu's rejection is obvious. Isn't this my illusion?"

Wu Jianwen nodded, and said solemnly: "It's not an illusion. After Yuan Qi finished talking about the cooperation conditions, I noticed that Qiu Xu's attitude and tone changed."

"He left early with excuses, and he has shown his attitude."

He said with sarcasm: "I want to make a contribution to Huyou Qiu Xu. I really think I am a young man who has not been involved in the world!"

Wu Yong asked in confusion: "Brother, did Director Yuan and the company have not discussed it?"

Wu Jianwen exhaled again and slowly said: "Yuan Qi thought, he is operating this matter at the risk of ruin, and the company should strongly support it."

"The boss feels that the company has only assumed an insignificant name. Yuan Qi, as the biggest beneficiary, should pay for it out of his own pocket."

"In this case, I can only fool Qiu Xu with some false gimmicks."

Wu Yong learned some inside information and sighed: "This is regarded as a person who hasn't left. The tea is cold. They all stand in their respective positions and consider their interests."

Speaking of this, he just said, "This month, Director Yuan and his creative team have brainstormed several times."

"I heard that Director Yuan was furious every time and was very dissatisfied with the results, and even exploded with foul language."

"Brother, you said, is this a deliberate inaction by those people so as not to make wedding dresses for Director Yuan?"

Wu Jianwen said solemnly, "Perhaps there is."

"Yuan Qi acted too eagerly, maybe it made his team members feel rebellious."

"Furthermore, high-level advertising creativity is a flash of inspiration, but it is impossible to find it. The more you are so oppressed, the more you will block your thinking."

Wu Yong hummed, and was silent for a while. He suddenly asked tentatively: "Brother, what do you say, the position of director?"

Wu Jianwen turned his head to meet Wu Yong's expectant gaze, and said helplessly: "Your advertising creative talent is enough, but management, communication and other aspects are slightly weaker."

After a pause, he bluntly said: "The most important thing is that with me, the boss won't let you be the director!"

Wu Yong was a little awake and said, "This is office politics, right?"

"You are in charge of the company's customers. If I control the core creative department again, the boss is worried that we will set up our own door and empty the company?"

"So, the director will be hired outside?"

Wu Jianwen nodded and said: "The probability is like this."

He sighed again: "Actually, Qiu Xu is quite suitable for this position. However, he has already started his own business and has opened up the situation. There is no need to bend to work for others."

Wu Yong praised: "Several of Qiu Xu's advertising works are indeed full of aura, which makes people feel astonished by the case."

After being silent for a while, Wu Yong asked softly: "Brother, you never thought about leaving the company for yourself?"

Wu Jianwen chuckled and said: "It seems that the company's customer resources are maintained by me, and the communication is extensive, but I know very well that my resources are all given by my position."

"Change someone to be my position, as long as I do it with my heart, within a year or two, I can achieve the same level."

He looked at Wu Yong and solemnly said: "Of course, with our current resources and strength, it is still possible to work alone and support a small advertising company."

"If you develop better, the company may be bigger."

"But if you are exhausted, you may not make much more money than it is now, so why bother to ask for it."

Wu Yong opened his mouth, and finally muttered a little unwillingly, "Do it yourself, there is no ceiling limit..."

Time soon arrived the next morning.

Qiu Xu finished washing and sat down at the dining table. Just after drinking two sips of soy milk, Meng Ying said, "Son, I will leave it to you to decide where to meet on Sunday."

"Surely you will take it seriously, right?"

Before Qiu Xu could respond, Qiu Ran smiled and said, "Mom, do you worry about this? No one is more concerned about this matter than him."

Qiu Xu didn't bother to talk to Qiu Ran and said, "Mom, I will book a meeting place that is suitable and not bad."

He asked eagerly: "Mom, Dad, you went to see the car yesterday, did you book the car?"

Qiu Hongqing said happily: "It hasn't been decided yet, but I have a BMW 5 series, and your mother has a MINI."

"Son, give me a reference!"

Qiu Xu took the phone that his father had handed over, and looked at the exterior and interior pictures of the car taken above.

Qiu Ran also brought his little head over and expressed his opinions from time to time, "Black, Dad, you are really traditional and mature."

"Hey, mom, the red you chose is so vibrant!"

Meng Ying smiled lightly: "Because of the two of you, life was under pressure before. Now that we have the conditions, it is natural to be more aggressive while still healthy."

"Is it, son?"

"Yes, it should be so!"

Qiu Xu handed the phone back to his father and said, "Dad, you are an old driver. I know how to choose a car better than me. I won't comment."

"It's in the picture, just buy it! There should be a car now?"

Qiu Hongqing laughed and said: "There are all existing cars. I think I will buy them after Tianyun Winery has settled the sales payment."

"Yesterday, your mother and I carefully calculated our own shipment data. The settlement amount was about 1.3 million bottles, about 8 million."

Qiu Xu said to Meng Ying, "Mom, buy your car first. The money goes to the studio's account."

Meng Ying split the peeled boiled eggs into two, gave the egg whites to Qiu Xu, and the yolks to Qiu Ran, who was pouting.

"Son, if you have these words, I will talk to your dad in the morning and bring out my MINI first."

"You can drive a new car in the afternoon and go to Tianyun Winery."

Meng Ying remembered something again and reminded: "Son, Xiao Ran's parent meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon, don't be late."

"I won't be late."

Qiu Xu patted his chest and said: "Little Ran's study and college entrance examination are always the top priority of our family, and I will take it seriously."

Qiu Ran curled his lips in disbelief. As soon as he was about to speak, he heard a cell phone ringing from Qiu Xu's bedroom.

Qiu Xu came to the bedroom and picked up the phone to see that it turned out to be Liang Bing's call.

"Work things..."

As soon as the call was connected, Liang Bing's crisp voice came from the phone, "The print advertisement you made for Global Express has been seen by the leaders of Datong Express, and it feels very creative."

"They just thought, please also put out a print ad."

"Qiu Xu, can you pick it up?"

Qiu Xu felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the other party's tough words, and replied coldly: "If you have money, why don't you pick them up? I don't pick clients."

"However, let me explain in advance that the price of my creativity is not cheap at all."

The voice of Liang Bing's business affairs came from the phone again, "You get what you pay for."

"As long as your creativity satisfies the leaders of Datong Express, they will naturally give money willingly."

After a pause, Liang Bing's voice continued to be heard from the phone, "After work, someone from the Datong Express Marketing Department will contact you."

"What information do you need, or a site visit, they will make proper arrangements."

Qiu Xu couldn't help muttering, "It's really not a bit of courtesy. Is this the eldest aunt here?"