The King of Advertising

With a bang, Zhang Yihe closed the car door forcefully, and said angrily: "I am like this now, are you satisfied?"

Seeing her change into a loose thin sweater and slim jeans, Qiu Xu smiled happily and started the car.

For a long time, neither of them spoke, and in the end Zhang Yihe took the lead in breaking the silence in the car.

"When are you and Lin Xi's wedding candy?"

"Wedding candy?"

"Didn't you and Lin Xi make a child?"

Qiu Xu was so angry that he shouted: "Qu Moli, the eighth woman, I will definitely not be able to spare her tomorrow morning!"

Zhang Yihe hurriedly persuaded: "As for? This is a good thing, you are also getting married."

Qiu Xu angrily said: "It's not the same thing at all, Lin Xi is not pregnant."

"Her father came to me for another matter..."

Qiu Xu briefly said, and then said very depressed: "I really don't understand you. There are so many important things that should be paid attention to. Don't pay attention to them. If you have a little personal gossip, you can spread it all over the sky in the first time."

Zhang Yihe said with a guilty conscience: "We care about you, so we pay attention to matters related to you."

Qiu Xu gave her an unbelieving look and said, "Want to see my joke, is it true?"

"Hey, Zhang Yihe, didn't you tell Jiang Wenxin this rumor?"

Zhang Yihe seemed to be insulted, and roared in dissatisfaction: "Am I in your heart, am I such an unscrupulous person? Jiang Wenxin can be regarded as Lin Xi's family."

"How would I tell him this kind of thing!"

Qiu Xu explained in a low voice, "I just want to confirm it, and I don't mean anything else."

He asked again: "We are going to see the client at night, did you tell Jiang Wenxin?"

Zhang Yihe hummed: "I told him about it when we had dinner together tonight."

She turned again and said, "I don't understand it. With your current conditions, it's hard to find with a lantern. Why doesn't her father agree?"

Qiu Xu sighed exaggeratedly, and said: "I can't blame her father, I can only blame me for being too good, and I can't give her father the sense of security he wants."

Zhang Yihe throws a pair of eyeballs at Qiu Xu, and said with a look of disgust: "It's still as usual ass and narcissism."

Qiu Xu sighed: "I'm telling the truth. In the past, it was crap and narcissism!"

Zhang Yihe opened his mouth and finally hummed, "There is no traditional Chinese virtue of modesty at all!"

"Hey, did Guo Weimao contact you after he was discharged from the hospital?"

Qiu Xu shook his head and smiled: "No! I probably hate me to death in my heart, why would you contact me?"

"He came to you again?"

Zhang Yihe gave a hum, and said with contempt: "I still push what I have done to that tumor."

"However, he is in good health now, so I didn't give him a face again, and I gave him a hard time."

"I guess I won't come to see me again, hehe..."

Qiu Xu smiled and said, "He keeps looking for you like this, which shows that he really loves you!"

Zhang Yihe mocked: "What true love is a shameless rascal."

"By the way, you were able to persevere a little bit back then, maybe we won't be separated."

Qiu Xu lightly hummed, "There is another possibility, that we can't even make friends now!"

"This may..."

Zhang Yihe thought for a while, and agreed: "This possibility is really quite big."

"It's not bad to think about this relationship now."

"In today's social situation, the divorce rate is so high, lovers may not last long, but friends can be for a lifetime..."

The two were talking and laughing. Qiu Xu glanced at the rearview mirror and suddenly asked, "Yihe, do you know the big G behind? How do I feel like I've been following us?"

Zhang Yihe turned his head and glanced a few times, then shook his head and said, "I don't know. Maybe he went to the Diamond Club just like us."

Thinking of this possibility, Qiu Xu didn't care.

After talking and laughing, they rushed to the Diamond Building.

Qiu Xu, who has been here once, is also very familiar with the road.

Under the guidance of Miss Yingbin, the two of them came to Feng Zongdian's private room.

Pushing the door and entering, Qiu Xu found that it was a small private room of more than 20 square meters, and there was only a fifty-year-old man with a flat head who was a little blessed.

"Miss Zhang, you are here!" The other party stood up and greeted warmly.

However, Qiu Xu clearly felt that when the other party saw him, his overflowing expression had stopped.

"Miss Zhang, who is this?"

"President Feng, I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting."

Zhang Yihe, who apologized, pointed to Qiu Xu and said enthusiastically: "President Feng, this one is what I mentioned to you on the phone, my classmate, Qiu Xu, the famous Rising Sun Advertising in the advertising industry."

Qiu Xu leaned back and said, "President Feng, hello!"

Chief Feng said, shook Qiu Xu's hand, and said politely: "Good meeting, happy meeting!"

He looked at Zhang Yihe again and asked tentatively: "Miss Zhang, your classmate is a talented person, isn't it your boyfriend?"

Zhang Yihe chuckled lightly: "It's the classmate relationship."

"Mr. Feng, I’m not telling you. Don’t think this classmate is as young as me, but has already designed advertisements for many large companies such as Haitong Electronics, Suqiang Apparel, Luyuan Group, Jiutai Electric, etc. You will definitely not be disappointed. of!"

Mr. Feng laughed and said, "Easy to say, easy to say!"

"Come, since we are here, let's drink first. We are not in a hurry to talk about advertising."

Having said this, he picked up a bottle of foreign wine on the long table and poured two glasses.

For every cup, half a cup is poured.

"You guys are late. To show your sincerity, let's drink a drink first."

Qiu Xu frowned and retorted, "President Feng, I don't have enough alcohol, and I will feel dizzy after this one. When talking about advertising later, I will probably talk nonsense!"

"We can talk about business first, then drink."

President Feng laughed and said, "Young man, when you hear this, you know that you are not very involved in the world."

"How do Chinese talk about business?"

"As long as the wine is drunk and the various services are arranged, the business will naturally be negotiated."

"Miss Zhang, don't you think?"

Zhang Yihe laughed with him and said, "Mr. Feng, what you said is that it's just that my classmate is really not drinking well. It's really not that he deliberately shirk."

"President Feng, I will drink this glass!"

Zhang Yihe reached out to serve the wine.

However, Qiu Xu first reached out and held this wine glass.

Qiu Xu looked at President Feng's face suddenly darkened, and said in a light tone: "I can't control how other people talk about business."

"Talk to me about advertising, you have to do it my way."

The reason why Qiu Xu is not polite, first is that today is not what it used to be, and he is already quite strong, so he doesn't need to ask grandpa to tell grandma for advertising.

Second, he could also see that this guy in front of him was thinking differently.

A sorrow flashed across Feng's face, but he immediately changed into a smile floating on the surface, and said with a slight sarcasm: "Miss Zhang, your classmate is very personal."

At this time, Zhang Yihe already understood that this business could not go on.

She laughed, apologized and said, "President Feng, my classmate is creative in advertising. This thinking is always a bit more independent, please forgive me."

Mr. Feng waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It's okay. I have been in society for decades, and I haven't seen any kind of people."

After a pause, he suddenly asked: "Miss Zhang, how much can you earn in a month when you work in a bank?"

Zhang Yihe was startled slightly, and said, "Excluding insurance, provident funds, and other messy deductions, it's just over 10,000 points."

Mr. Feng smiled, pointed to the bottle of foreign wine in front of him, and said: "Just this bottle of wine costs eight thousand and eight."

"Let's put it this way, my spending one night here will catch up with your income for three to five months."

"Miss Zhang, if you want to live a better life on your terms, it doesn't really need to be so hard."

At this moment, even if Zhang Yihe was dull, he understood.

She stood up straight and chuckled softly: "President Feng, if I want to live the kind of life you say, I have a better choice than you."

Having said this, Zhang Yihe also took a look at Qiu Xu, and then said: "President Feng, it seems that we have misunderstood each other's meaning."

"I'm sorry to waste your precious time!"

General Feng said generously: "It's okay."

"Miss Zhang, to be honest, I admire you very much, but I have one advantage, that is, I never force it."

"You change your mind someday, you can come to me at any time..."

Walking out of the Diamond Building, Qiu Xugang opened his mouth, Zhang Yihe stared.

"Don't talk if you don't want to be beaten. I know what you want to say, but I told you already..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yihe suddenly kicked and beat Qiu Xu.

While hiding, Qiu Xu said aggrieved: "I didn't say anything?"

Zhang Yihe grunted: "You didn't say anything, but you must have thought about it in your heart."

"Thinking about it in my heart, it doesn't work."

Qiu Xu asked the sky silently, he was more wronged than Dou E.

He didn't hide, and was kicked in his calf, grinning in pain.

"Zhang Yihe, you are so violent, be careful not to marry forever."

Zhang Yihe suddenly stopped his hands and feet and asked, "Qiu Xu, is Lin Xi in your family very gentle?"

"Of course it's gentle..."

Speaking of this, Qiu Xu thought that Xi Xi seemed to be punching and kicking his brothers.

He added: "Xixi is so gentle to me, he has never yelled at me."

Zhang Yihe smiled coldly, and said, "No matter how gentle people are, they can become big tigers even if they are offended, let alone Lin Xi."

"Qiu Xu, I kindly remind you that the good days of your suffering are yet to come..."

Qiu Xu rubbed his calf and cut his words: "No matter how angry my family is, it can't compare to your tigress."

After saying this, Qiu Xu was ready for the other party's rage, but Zhang Yihe didn't expect to be angry at all.

She just sneered a few times and it was all right.

Zhang Yihe, who recovered his emotions, urged: "Although things were not settled tonight, I have no credit and hard work."

"Qiu Xu, invite me to eat supper..."