The King of Advertising

In the morning, Qiu Xu came to the restaurant and sat down. Before he had the first bite of his meal, he heard his father ask, "Son, have you contacted Xixi? Her father and her mother?"

"It's still like that!"

Qiu Xuman casually replied: "We only separated yesterday. How can we restore the relationship so quickly?"

He asked curiously again: "Mom, does this situation of Xixi's parents belong to a mid-life crisis?"

Qiu Hongqing spoke first: "Their family has nothing to worry about, and there is no financial pressure. What crisis will there be?"

"I think it's purely over-eaten, too good, idle, and made."

Meng Ying directly rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Qiu Hongqing, believe it or not, now that there is a divorce agreement in front of me, I will definitely sign it for you without hesitation."

Qiu Hongqing let out a surprised cry, and said pitifully, "Wife, isn't it? I'm a lesson from heaven for you."

Meng Ying ignored him and said with emotion: "I can understand the outbreak of Xixi's mother. The simple life day after day has wiped out a lot of things."

"Nowadays, children don't have to worry about it anymore, but life is still dull. It's normal to suddenly see a strong change of the status quo and change the mood of a different way of living."

Seeing his dad with a nervous look on his face, Qiu Xu smiled and said, "Dad, you don't have to worry that mom will dump you."

"The changes and new life in our family are enough for my mother to adapt and explore for a long time."

"But..."

Qiu Xuxun reminded: "Little romances and surprises in life must be created with heart."

"From time to time, give a small gift, flowers or something, and occasionally have a romantic dinner."

Qiu Hongqing nodded vigorously and said: "My son is right. In the past few years, due to work and financial pressures, I did a poor job."

"Hey, wife..."

He suggested: "After we have been busy for a while, how about a trip abroad? Experience the exotic atmosphere?"

Meng Ying was joyful, but she said nonchalantly on her face: "There are so many things right now, how can there be time to travel."

"Hey, today Berger's first batch of beer is about to arrive in Hong Kong, and all the procedures are completed. There will be no problems, right?"

Speaking of business affairs, Qiu Hongqing also said seriously: "All customs declaration procedures have been completed, and I have specially asked someone to review it."

"When the cargo is unloaded at the port, the customs has checked the documents and performed the corresponding random inspections, etc., the convoy can enter the site for loading."

He looked at Qiu Xu again and said: "Attorney Xiao Guo said that she has been in contact with Berger, Germany, and said that Andreas has found a new investor and is jointly acquiring shares in the hands of other family members."

"Attorney Xiao Guo said, it is estimated that there will be results soon in Germany."

Qiu Xu hummed and said, "This is very good news. Without a solid long-term contract, I would not dare to make big moves here."

He asked Meng Ying again, "Mom, have you ever counted the beer we took from Dong Yazhou? How much money can we make?"

Meng Ying smiled and said: "The gross profit is 3.7 million. The bulk of the cost is storage fees, advertising promotion, taxes, transportation and logistics, plus manpower, rent, office, etc."

"I made a preliminary calculation. Our profit can be about one million or so."

"One million!"

Qiu Hongqing sighed, then shook his head and smiled: "If it were six months ago, if I could make one million a month, I would definitely be crazy."

"Now..."

He glanced at Qiu Xu, and said depressed: "My son can make a million by simply putting out one or two advertising ideas."

"This should be, people are more popular than others?"

Meng Ying glanced at him and hummed: "You can really do it, compare with your own son?"

"You don't want to think about it. Without the support of your son's advice, contacts, funds, and advertising, you can't even make this million, and you're still working hard."

Qiu Hongqing smiled and said: "I'm just pretending to sigh, but I'm actually complimenting my son's achievements."

"son……"

Qiu Hongqing also reminded: "At that time, what we were talking about with Tianyun Wine Industry was that the price of this batch of beer was six yuan."

"Our new batch of beer is coming today, this new price?"

Qiu Xuying said, "I will talk to Jiang Lishan in these two days..."

Speaking of this, Qiu Xu put his hand on the head of Qiu Ran who was eating slowly beside him, and asked curiously: "Little Ran, why are you so quiet today?"

Qiu Ran shook his head weakly, and said weakly, "I feel sick in my stomach..."

Qiu Xu understood and stopped teasing her...

Because my parents were going to prepare for the work of Berger Beer in Hong Kong, Qiu Xu came to Xiangtai Building alone.

As soon as he entered the company, Hao Jia greeted him and reported: "Mr. Qiu, there are two people waiting for you in the reception room!"

"One is Chen Ke from the City Women's Federation, and the other is Song Yao. They said they came for an interview."

Qiu Xu let out a cry and said, "After five minutes, you will bring Song Yao to my office first."

Hao Jia responded, then hesitated, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Qiu, did Song Yao, who came to apply for the job, introduced him by an acquaintance, or?"

Qiu Xu smiled and explained: "I just came here to interview for graphic design positions."

Hao Jia asked Qiu Xu to have some misunderstandings, and then explained in a low voice: "Mr. Qiu, I am not worried that someone will take my place."

"I just want to tell you..."

She moved closer to Qiu Xu and said in a low voice, "I have noticed that her right calf should be a prosthesis..."

A few minutes later, Qiu Xu saw this Song Yao.

She is about 1.6 meters tall and looks twenty-five-six years old. She has short hair that is very energetic and she has light makeup. She is not beautiful, but she can only say that she has good features and looks pleasing to the eye.

Qiu Xu, who was reminded by Hao Jia, noticed that Song Yao's walking posture was a little unnatural.

However, Song Yao wore a professional attire, covered by long trousers and half-height leather shoes, Qiu Xu did not see the difference for the time being.

"Song Yao, hello!"

Qiu Xu pointed to the chair placed at the desk and said politely: "Please sit down!"

"Thank you!"

Song Yao came to the desk, put down her briefcase, and slowly sat down with her hands on the arm of the chair.

"Mr. Qiu, what Mr. Lei said about you, and what I asked about from a friend, the gap is so big that it is unbelievable."

Qiu Xu laughed and said: "Everyone has many facets, which are shown in the eyes of different people."

"Since you have inquired about me, you will save me the time of introduction."

Qiu Xu asked directly: "Song Yao, according to what you said, your current income is pretty good, and your work is free."

"Why are you willing to come to me for an interview for a graphic design job? I must explain that I can't give you such a high salary."

Song Yao said seriously, "I want to improve, I want to develop myself further."

"And designing business cards, restaurant menus, promotional color pages, and even designing a complete set of VIs, these simple and repetitive design work can no longer make me progress."

"The creative variety of advertisements here is exactly the challenge I need."

Seeing the excitement in her words, her eyes became brighter, Qiu Xu knew that she was telling the truth.

"Song Yao, since you have inquired about me in detail, you should understand that I will not be mediocre."

"If you want to impress me, it's definitely not enough to pass the passing grade. You need at least ninety points to be excellent."

Song Yao took a deep breath, picked up the briefcase on the floor, opened it, and said: "Mr. Qiu, I have some of my own works here..."

"I don't need to see your work!"

Qiu Xu stood up and said, "I want you to be on my computer, just follow the theme I gave and make a design on the spot!"

"My subject for you is... desire!"

"There are no restrictions on the form of expression, but I want to see from your design the pursuit and desire that stems from a person's heart..."