The King of Advertising

Approaching the end of get off work, Lin Xi rushed into the office and shouted excitedly: "Husband, look outside, it's snowing!"

Qiu Xu, who was immersed in the creation of ad copy, turned his head and looked in the direction of the French windows.

I saw that the sky outside had not only become gloomy again, but the sky was still floating with small snowflakes.

He got up and came to the window, standing side by side with Lin Xi.

Looking at the Changfeng Park surrounded by light snow, and the pedestrians coming and going in a hurry, Qiu Xu couldn't help sighing: "The first snow in 2019 is... earlier than in previous years."

"Well, this year's snow, it really fell quite early."

Lin Xi echoed, and regretfully said, "Unfortunately, the snow is so small that it melts as soon as it hits the ground."

Qiu Xu laughed and said, "If I really want to see the snow, I have to go to the north."

"One year during the Spring Festival, our family was in Jiaodong's grandparents' house. The snow was twenty to thirty centimeters thick in just one night. Xiao Ran and I made a big snowman, which was very fun."

Lin Xi recalled: "A few years ago, my family used to travel to the Northeast, saw the world of ice and snow, and skied through the snow."

"It's just that it's too cold outside the northeast, and it's almost frozen. However, the room is very hot and it is very comfortable to sleep at night."

Qiu Xu said with some envy: "They have heating, we can only use air conditioners and electric heaters."

"Heating in winter is a good thing."

Lin Xi envied and asked, "Hey, husband, are you going back to your hometown with your parents during the Spring Festival this year?"

Qiu Xu nodded and said, "There is a high probability that you will return."

"You know, riches and nobles don't return to their hometowns, like a night walk in Jinyi, my parents are half a hundred people, there is still this vanity."

"It's just not clear, is this year going north or going south?"

He put his hand on Lin Xi's shoulder and asked, "Why do you, as my wife, accompany me back to my parents' home this year?"

Lin Xi yearned for a moment, and then squatted, "I guess I can't leave. During the Spring Festival, I'm either on the dinner party or on the way to the dinner party."

"Unlike my brothers and cousins, they slipped one or two away, and the others wouldn't care."

Qiu Xu smiled and said, "Hurry up and get your dad. You will be my wife in the future. I'll just leave it alone."

"Hmph, I have the final say."

Lin Xi corrected the sentence and agreed: "Husband, when it snows next time, we will go for a walk in the snow and make a snowman together?"

Qiu Xu gave a hum and said, "No problem."

"We walked together hand in hand, slowly turning our heads back together."

"Slowly whitening their heads together..."

Lin Xi repeated, and proudly said, "My husband is so extraordinary. Any word is so artistic."

"Well, I should leave."

"Tonight's family dinner is bacon and cured meat..."

After getting tired of kissing for a while, Qiu Xu did not forget to tell Lin Xi to be careful on the road and drive slowly.

After watching her leave the office, Qiu Xu sat back in the boss chair and re-improved the advertising copy of "The Chef's Secret"...

After working again, Qiu Xu quickly forgot the passage of time.

When he finished checking the copy with satisfaction and shook his body to relieve his shoulders and waist, he found that the night sky outside the window was already dark and endless.

It was more than half past seven.

Glancing at the time, Qiu Xu got up to tidy up the desk, ready to leave home.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he seemed to find a figure on the sofa in the reception area.

Qiu Xu looked up!

There was a person who was staring at him.

Qiu Xu was taken aback and shouted, "Zhang Yihe, when did you come?"

"Sit there like a ghost without saying a word. Are you trying to scare people to death?"

Zhang Yihe got up, walked slowly over with a small bag, and said, "Is there a beautiful female ghost like me?"

She said with aggrieved words: "When I came in, I saw that you were forgetting my work, so I didn't dare to interrupt."

"Who knows I am waiting for more than an hour."

"Qiu Xu, you can do it."

"When you were in school, the guy who couldn't hold on for ten minutes can now devote two or three hours to work like no one else."

Zhang Yihe came to Qiu Xu, looked at the computer screen, and asked curiously: "What do you write?"

"Blindly ad copy, do you want to take a look?"

Zhang Yihe shook his head and said, "No, I'll just wait to watch TV commercials."

"By the way, let me tell you one thing. Two days ago, I received two bottles of French red wine and a set of high-end wine sets from that guy."

"He should only give it away because of your face."

Qiu Xu chuckled lightly and said with a smile: "This kind of person is very sleek and exquisite. Knowing that he is asking me, I quickly confess my mistakes and take care of me."

"Hey, are you not angry?"

Zhang Yihe shook his head and said, "Not angry."

She hummed again: "Besides, I don't have the right to be angry. Who am I to prevent you from making money?"

"I thought, if I was replaced by Lin Xi that day, would you still take his order?"

When Qiu Xu heard this, he knew that this guy was still holding his breath.

He hurriedly shouted: "It's me who was wrong. Seeing money opened his eyes, I ignored your feelings."

"In this way, this list is also included in your introduction, and it will give you a commission, okay?"

Zhang Yihe glanced at him and said angrily, "Am I the kind of person who can buy it with money?"

"What I care about is..."

Zhang Yihe suddenly stopped, waved his hand, and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about it. What happened that night was nothing. I was too concerned about it. It was too online."

"Qiu Xu, I stopped by to tell one thing..."

Zhang Yihe took out an invitation card from his small bag, "This is the invitation letter for the year-end reception at Binhai Bank."

Qiu Xu took the very beautifully printed invitation, opened it, and found that the time was next Friday night, and he could also bring his companion.

"This is the reception?"

Zhang Yihe gave a hum, and said, "You already have a luxury house. It doesn't prevent you from buying another house for replacement, or buying a commercial real estate for investment."

"There are also some antiques, high-end artworks, precious jewelry, famous watches, and supercars. You can buy some to decorate the nouveau riche!"

Qiu Xule said, "Am I so like a nouveau riche?"

He put the invitation card in the drawer and said, "You come here directly after get off work, you must have not eaten yet."

"Let's go, I invite you."

Qiu Xu casually said: "If you want to eat bacon, my parents will cook a big meal tonight..."

Zhang Yihe said simply: "I want to eat. I accept your invitation."

Qiu Xu was startled.

He was casual, seeing that this girl didn't seem to be joking, so he had no choice but to say: "Then we must go now."

"When I go back at this time, Xiao Ran is almost exactly going home..."

Zhang Yihe followed Qiu Xu out of the office and saw that Song Yao was still outside besides the driver Ou Yuan.

"Ou Yuan, you can drive home, I will take a friend's car back."

Qiu Xu instructed Ou Yuan, and then told Song Yao, "The weather is bad today. It is not a matter of importance, so I will do it tomorrow."

Song Yao roared: "Xiaoxue is okay with this, I am very energetic now, not tired at all..."

After leaving the Xiangtai Building, Qiu Xu found that the snow was denser, and the ground was already muddy.

Seeing Zhang Yihe next to Zhang Yihe raising his face and feeling the snowflakes, Qiu Xu shook his head a little and reached out to put her coat hat on.

"Beware of colds."

Zhang Yihe turned his head and looked at Qiu Xu's eyes, and said, "Remember? It was a snowy night that year. You gave me your coat. When I was moved, I became your girlfriend."

Qiu Xu couldn't help but smiled, "Of course I remember."

"If I promised to be a little slower then, I would probably be beaten by you."

Zhang Yihe snorted heavily and turned to walk to a red BMW sports car parked aside.

Qiu Xu hurriedly followed.

It was snowy and slippery. In view of Zhang Yihe’s painful experience, Qiu Xu insisted on sitting in the driving seat...

On the way home, Qiu Xu received a call from Gu Dewei, who invited him to have a celebratory drink tomorrow night.

Meng Ying and Qiu Hongqing did make a table of cured meats.

Although they were surprised at Zhang Yihe's arrival, they were not too surprised.

This confidante of his son also visited their house more than once in his early years.

Moreover, Hao Jia and Xia Qi were also guests tonight.

With a few people sitting around the dining table, Qiu Hongqing first spoke: "Before eating, I will announce one thing."

"Son, Xiao Ran, tomorrow my mother and I will travel south on a luxury cruise ship, and it will take ten days to come back..."