The King of Advertising

After seven o’clock in the evening, Hao Jia packed up as her desk, checked the water and electricity in the bathroom, reception room and office lobby, and finally knocked on the door and entered Qiu Xu’s office.

Hao Jia saw Qiu Xuzheng frowning and standing in front of a white board.

She glanced at it and found that the whiteboard read "Chopsticks, Enlightenment, Inheritance, Gifts, Care, Missing, Good-neighborliness, Watching, Thanksgiving, a pair of chopsticks, recording the emotions of our country for thousands of years, it is delicious, happy and Chinese" Wait a dozen words and sentences.

Hao Jia guessed that Qiu Xu was thinking about an advertising idea, and asked softly: "Mr. Qiu, if there is nothing else, I will go back first?"

Seeing Qiu Xu nodding his head and expressing his consent, Hao Jia turned halfway, but stopped again.

She turned back to her body, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Mr. Qiu, don't bother me. You have quarreled with your girlfriend. As a boy, you have to be more vigorous. Take the initiative to call to ease the relationship and admit a mistake."

"Admit it?"

Qiu Xu repeated it, then woke up, couldn't help but chuckled: "Aunt Hao, Xixi and I have no conflict."

"She ran out of sight after work. She was anxious to go to her home gym to practice martial arts with her father and a few brothers in preparation for the day after tomorrow's commercial shooting."

Hao Jia also laughed and said, "I misunderstood it. It's good if you don't have any conflicts."

She asked again with concern: "Mr. Qiu, I saw that you were a little frowned all afternoon. Is this because you want to get stuck in the advertisement?"

"Or encountered other things?"

Qiu Xu sighed and said, "There are some stuck in advertising ideas, and I have encountered things that make me worry."

Hao Jia let out a cry and chuckled, "Mr. Qiu, I can't help with creative advertising."

"Other issues..."

She persuaded: "One person counts the shortcomings, and the other two counts the lengths. Mr. Qiu, just talk about it if it is convenient. Maybe I can help a little bit."

At this time, Qiu Xu was thinking about the public service advertisement of "Chopsticks", and his brain hurt. Hearing Hao Jia's advice, he simply put down the advertisement first.

"At noon I had dinner with President Wu from Zhongcheng Advertising. He reminded me..."

Qiu Xu reminded Wu Jianwen that several major advertising companies might jointly suppress him, and briefly recounted.

"For this matter, I am also prepared, but I did not think of any effective countermeasures for them to engage in gray trading and do my creativity."

Hao Jia just smiled and said, "Mr. Qiu, you are a fan of the authorities. You got into the horns."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Qiu Xu asked.

Hao Jia analyzed: "Mr. Qiu, as far as I know, except for a few of our current advertisers, they were introduced by others."

"Others are not satisfied with the advertisements or services of the cooperative advertising company, and are conquered by Mr. Qiu's creativity before cooperating with us."

She chuckled: "If other advertising companies do well enough, no one can steal their customers."

"On the contrary, they are not doing well enough, but Mr. Qiu, you can do what they can't."

"It is not so much that you rob their customers, as it is that customers abandon them and take the initiative to find us."

Qiu Xu suddenly felt a sense of openness.

He happily said: "Yes, as long as I continue to provide high-quality advertisements, the customers who have already cooperated will not leave."

"With the spread of fame, customers who are dissatisfied with their advertisements will come to them one after another."

Hao Jia said: "That's it, any company that stands on the top and provides top-notch products and services in any industry is not afraid of competition and does not lack customer resources."

"Mr. Qiu, you are undoubtedly the one who stood at the top of the Binhai advertising industry."

In the face of his own people, Qiu Xu doesn't have to pretend to be humble, and ostentatiously said: "In terms of advertising creativity alone, I am not polite to say that it is no less than anyone in China."

"Aunt Hao, thank you for your reminder, let me clear my mind and stop worrying."

Hao Jia waved his hand and said, "I just stated a fact. Mr. Qiu, you can think clearly by yourself, it's just a moment of confusion."

Seeing that Qiu Xu's face was no longer depressed, Hao Jia was ready to leave.

"Hey, Aunt Hao!"

Qiu Xu yelled at her, "I suddenly thought that for a long time to come, if you are going to be with the advertising crew, you must go out early and return late."

"In this way, you can't take care of Xia Qi."

"Why don't you let her and Xiao Ran be together during this time?"

Hao Jia said embarrassedly: "How can this work? It's not a day or two. It's too much trouble for you."

"I'm going to take Qiqi and her grandmother over."

Qiu Xu insisted: "It won't be troublesome. Anyway, I have a little lamb to be put in my house. It's not bad for Xia Qi's chopsticks."

"Moreover, Xia Qi and Xiao Ran get along very well."

Hao Jia struggled inwardly.

In fact, it was helpless to let her mother come over, and her mother still doesn't know that she is divorced.

Hao Jia thought about it for a while, but didn't continue to decline, but thanked him and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Qiu."

"Then let Kiki try to follow Xiao Ran for a few days..."

Time was flowing unconsciously, and Qu Jasmine, who had been staring at the computer screen, suddenly had some flowers in her eyes.

She rubbed her eyes, yawned, and stretched again.

With her eyesight restored, she saw the time and realized that it was already past midnight.

Turning around to see Yu Min still working, Qu Moli stood up and said, "Yu Min, it's too late. Let's stop here today."

She turned off the computer, cleared her desk, and said: "Let’s take a taxi and go back together, and save a little money!"

"I won't go back tonight."

Hearing Yu Min's reply, Qu Moli turned her head and saw Yu Min opened her small cabinet.

Seeing she conjured a sleeping bag, a pair of pajamas, a pair of slippers, and a set of personal toiletries.

Qu Moli widened her eyes and asked in surprise, "What are you?"

Yu Min smiled and said, "I live a little far away from the company. Sometimes when I work too late, I sleep at the company."

"Let me tell you, sleeping on the sofa in President Tan's office is no worse than sleeping on the bed at home."

Qu Moli snorted and asked curiously: "Then how do you take a bath? It's so cold."

Yu Min pointed to the next door, and said, "Sunrise’s bathroom has hot water and you can take a bath."

"Hey, Jasmine, the sofa in Chief Qiu's office sleeps more comfortably. There are blankets, thin quilts and pillows in his wardrobe."

"Do you want to stay here to sleep tonight?"

With that said, Qu Moli was really moved.

"Taking a taxi home for more than half an hour, washing for an hour, sleeping for three or four hours, and getting up..."

With the decision, Qu Moli said excitedly: "I will go to his office to have a look..."

Through the small door of the two companies connecting, Qu Moli entered Xurisheng from Sijia's advertisement and accidentally found that the light in Qiu Xu's office was on.

"Isn't it still working?"

Qu Jasmine whispered softly and gently pushed open the frosted glass door. At a glance, Qiu Xu, who was sitting behind the boss's desk, was typing on the computer.

After hesitating, she slowly pushed open the office door and entered the office lightly.

Quietly, like a cat, Qu Moli walked to the boss’s table, her eyes couldn’t help but aimed at a whiteboard in front of the boss’s table, unexpectedly deeply attracted by the words on it...

"Hey, how are you?"

"We hide our true feelings and express everything with likes."

"The more crowded the address book, the more empty the mind."

"Everyone has their own story. You are no longer a participant in the story, and you are no longer even qualified to understand..."

Qu Moli had to admit that these few words were quite flavorful.

What kind of story does this slightly sentimental text contain?

Qiu Xu, who was typing in front of the computer, vaguely felt that there was a humanoid object in front of him, so he raised his eyelids...

"what……"

"Ah...ah..."

Qiu Xu, who was slowing down, saw that Qu Moli called louder than himself, and jumped and jumped, and said angrily: "Qu Moli, you come here to scare me, how come it seems that I scared you?"

With her hand on her chest, Qu Moli could detect that her heart was beating wildly.

She yelled angrily: "You scared me! You said you are a big man, what do you suddenly call out?"

Qiu Xu was almost exasperated, and said, "It was midnight, and you found a person standing in front of your bed. I think you called?"

"Hey, it's so late, why don't you go home?"

Qu Moli, who was calmer, also understood that most of the responsibility for this matter lay on her.

She followed Qiu Xu's words and said, "It's not that I'm going to sell my life to you, busy with the promotion of Luyuan Drink."

"Seeing it's too late, I, and Yu Min, just wanted to sleep in the office for one night."

"I am going to come to you to rest. I didn't expect you to be still working."

Qu Moli tweeted: "It's rare to see you so diligent!"

Qiu Xu snorted softly and said, "I have a lot of hard work, but you can't see it."

After saying this, he added with a guilty conscience: "I have a special feeling tonight. It can be said that it is a flood of writing, and I have stayed here to write advertising copy."

Qiu Xu said with concern: "Jasmine, take a taxi and go home. Sleep at the company. How can it be comfortable to sleep at home."

Qu Moli made a soft cut and said, "You don't think your back hurts when you stand and talk. It's so late."

"Besides, if I own a car, I will go back."

She said with envy and jealousy: "Zhang Yihe showed off her new BMW sports car in the circle of friends. This is really more popular."

Qiu Xu chuckled and said, "The list of Luyuan Drinks is done, and the money earned should be enough for you to buy a scooter."

"Of course, you don't think about a sports car like the Z4."

Qu Moli roared excitedly: "A scooter is all you need, I don't ask for it, it's not high at all."

Qiu Xu smiled, thought about it, and then continued: "I have about half an hour to finish writing the copy."

"You can wash up first, or order a supper or something."

Qu Moli's eyes lit up and asked, "Do you pay for the treat yourself, or the company will reimburse it?"

Qiu Xu smiled lightly: "The company reimburses you."

"Well, in the future, the company will reimburse the expenses of dinner and taxi return after work until 8 o'clock in the evening."

Qu Moli happily said, "If you still have a conscience, you haven't become a black-hearted capitalist!"

She ran out and discussed with Yu Min what to order for supper.

Qiu Xu continues to work...