The King of Advertising

On the morning of the 30th of the twelfth lunar month, Qiu's house in Century Garden Community.

Qiu Xu, who was stretching and yawning, came to the restaurant and sat down. He just picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat breakfast before he noticed a problem.

"Where's Xiao Ran? It's about to have breakfast, and haven't gotten up yet?"

Meng Ying handed him two hard-boiled eggs, "I didn't eat breakfast, and I went out early in the morning, saying that I had an appointment with my classmates."

"Her eggs for you too."

Qiu Xu uttered, knocked the egg on the dining table a few times, and then said: "I already sent her the New Year red envelope last night."

"On the New Year's Day, when she asks for it again, Mom and Dad, don't talk on her side."

"New Year's red envelope?"

Qiu Hongqing confirmed and asked: "Son, did Xiao Ran prepay you the New Year red envelope in the name of visiting the teacher?"

Meng Ying also hurriedly asked: "Husband, Xiao Ran also prepaid you the New Year red envelope?"

The three of them looked at each other in pairs, confirming this fact.

"6666!"

"8888!"

Qiu Xu whispered: "Five six!"

As soon as he reported the number, he was criticized by his parents, "Xiao Ran is just a high school student, how can you give her so much money?"

"Can't let her develop a big-handedness..."

After talking about Qiu Xu, Meng Ying worried again and said, "Isn't it the dead girl who made up the matter of her teacher's husband having cancer?"

Qiu Xu shook his head and said, "Xiao Ran will not lie stupidly about this kind of thing that is easy to disassemble."

"When Xiao Ran comes home, ask her again."

Meng Ying nodded, and then sighed softly: "Xiao Ran is almost eighteen years old, and he is going to college again. We are at an age where we are concerned.

Qiu Xu couldn't help but smiled, and said, "Xiao Ran has always been very well-behaved, so don't worry too much."

Meng Ying glared at him and said: "What do you know, the more sensible a child, the easier it is to suffer and be deceived."

"If Xiao Ran has been naughty like you did at the time, we won't worry about her much after college."

Qiu Xu was speechless.

Qiu Hongqing persuaded: "She was going to Binhai University. At that time, we also lived in the colorful mansion near the university."

"What's going on in her, we will all know."

"That's what you said."

Meng Ying, who was worried a little bit, sighed again, and said: "My son has the ability now, I don't expect Xiao Ran to be more talented."

"As long as she finishes college smoothly, becomes a doctor, and finds a husband who loves her, I will be satisfied."

Qiu Hongqing smiled lightly: "This is at least seven or eight years later, you think it's a bit early."

"Let's talk about today's arrangements first."

Meng Ying looked at Qiu Xu and said, "Son, your sister-in-law's surgery is scheduled at eleven in the morning."

"It's a minor operation, and you can get out of the operating room in half an hour."

"The doctor also said that after staying in the hospital for observation for a few hours, he can be discharged in the evening. I just thought, take your sister-in-law in the lobby and stay at home for a few days."

"The hotel just looks at the sanitation, it can't compare to the home..."

Under Meng Ying's arrangement, Qiu Xu and Qiu Ran both went to stay in the hotel, vacated the room and gave it to the three members of the lobby brother.

Qiu Xu has no opinion on this.

Qiu Xu was also instructed that Dad will stay at home to prepare New Year's Eve dinner this afternoon. He will go home as soon as possible to help him.

He suggested: "This year there will be more lobby brothers, second cousin and his fiancée, dad, can you be busy?"

"Just let the restaurant send a table to home?"

Qiu Hongqing confidently said: "Little meaning, I can come here busy."

"Do it yourself for the New Year's Eve dinner, to have the flavor of the New Year..."

After breakfast, Qiu Xu first joined his parents to paste spring couplets and blessings at home, and then hung up some festive decorations.

Then, the three of them carried the New Year gift to Lin Xi's house on the Cayenne car in the underground garage.

The first time I gave my fiancée’s New Year’s gift, the gifts were so generously prepared that I almost filled up Cayenne’s trunk and back seat.

High-end red wine, exquisite wine and tea sets, high-end tea, boxes of sea cucumber and abalone, sliced ​​deer antler, whole sticks of cured ham, five catties of wild ginseng wine, fresh large lobsters and large blue crabs... …

These gifts are just a few they prepared by themselves.

Most of the New Year gifts received by Qiu Xu from Zhan Hejun, Gu Dewei and others...

At nearly eleven in the morning, Liao Hui came to the Dingtian Club on Liuhua Road and saw the man who had invited him in a private room.

This person was in his early fifties, with a big back.

He has three-dimensional features, if he is ten or twenty years younger, he must be a handsome guy.

Even when he was older, this man was still a charming uncle, with a very good figure and no fat on his belly.

Liao Hui walked up to this person and leaned politely: "Cao, hello."

This person is Cao Jun, the owner of Zhongcheng Advertising.

Cao Jun raised his head and glanced at Liao Hui, then pointed at the seat next to him, "Sit down."

Liao Hui thanked him and sat down cautiously.

"Liao Hui, you have been in close contact with your old colleague recently!"

Liao Hui felt tight and said with a guilty conscience: "It's the Chinese New Year, please greet each other."

"is it?"

The fine sweat on Liao Hui's forehead came out when he heard the other person's faint question.

He hesitated for a moment, and said bluntly: "Mr. Cao, I did send them an invitation on behalf of Mr. Qiu."

"However, Mr. Cao, you must be aware that Zhongcheng International, as one of the five largest advertising companies in Binhai, its employees are invited by Binhai and even advertising media companies across the country every year."

"Mr. Cao, as long as Zhongcheng advertises itself without problems, he is not afraid to dig people."

Cao Jun took a sip from his teacup, and said calmly, "I naturally don't worry about your digging."

"It's not an exaggeration, if ten people are poached, a hundred people will apply for their vacancies."

After a pause, he pointedly said: "I heard that you have joined Rising Sun for a month or two, and an advertising idea hasn't come out. You just ran around to shoot ads for others?"

Liao Hui nodded and said, "It is true."

He added: "Qiu always asks for my opinion, I also want to try it, is it possible for me to change my job as a director!"

Cao Jun gave a light sigh and asked, "Is it possible to find it?"

Liao Hui shook his head and sighed softly: "I think the job of director is simple."

"After Director Wang was deeply involved in the shooting and production of the commercial from beginning to end, I realized that I still lack a lot."

Cao Jun was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "One million!"

"What is a million?" Liao Hui was very confused.

Cao Jun said slowly: "The reward for being a commercial espionage."

"Promptly pass Qiu Xu's information, especially his advertising ideas, as soon as possible."

"You don't need to do it for too long, just half a year."

He added: "It was exposed during the period, and one million will be paid."

"The resulting litigation and compensation will be borne by the company for you."

"Afterwards, you can return to Zhongcheng to work, and I can also arrange for you to go to university to study directing."

Cao Jun waved his hand again, stopped Liao Hui who wanted to speak, and continued: "Qiu Xu is recruiting troops. If you don't do this, someone else will definitely do it."

"You think about it."

Speaking of this, he faintly threatened: "You have worked at Zhongcheng for a few years, and I actually know everything you have done."

"If I want to pursue it, Liao Hui, what the consequences are, I think you know very well yourself..."