The King of Advertising

On New Year's Day, Qiu Xu, who got up early, did not hear a sound of firecrackers a few hundred meters from the hotel to his home.

On the way, I didn't see a few people on the street, it was very deserted.

This made him miss a little, and there was a choking smell of fireworks in the air in his memory.

As soon as he got home, Qiu Xu shouted: "Dad, Mom, the taste is getting weaker and lighter these years."

Qiu Hongqing, who was busy in the kitchen, said with regret: "No, the bigger the city, the less the New Year flavor, only the Spring Festival couplets are left."

"If you are in your hometown in Jiaodong, the sound of firecrackers will go off all night."

Qiu Yong, who helped the lobby's sister-in-law come out of the bathroom, replied loudly: "Uncle, now my hometown doesn't let firecrackers be set off."

At this time, five-year-old Shanshan ran out of Qiu Ran's room.

Seeing her plop, she knelt down in front of Qiu Xu, arched her small hand, and shouted crisply: "Happy New Year, Uncle!"

"Also, good luck! Business is booming! Harmony and Meimei!"

As soon as Qiu Xu bends down, he stretched out his hand to hug this refreshing little girl in a new dress.

"To your second grandfather, has your second grandma celebrated the new year?"

Shanshan nodded her head and said, "Bye, I kowtow."

Qiu Xu smiled, and took out a thick red envelope that he had prepared earlier from his pocket.

"Your new year's money must be collected, and don't let your dad fool it."

Shanshan held the red envelope tightly, and said with a grin: "My mother saves all my New Year's Eve money for use when I go to college."

Qiu Xu is a happy one. As soon as he put Shanshan down, he heard the mother who set up the table shout: "Son, hurry up and call Xiao Ran to go home."

"What time is it, not coming back..."

She hadn't finished her words yet, Qiu Ran had already pushed in.

Qiu Ran yawned and explained, "I slept with Qiqi last night, and I didn't sleep well at all."

"Hey, Mom, Aunt Hao and Qiqi are not here for breakfast."

At this time, Qiu Yong looked at the phone screen in his hand and said helplessly: "Auntie, Qiu Jian and the others drove out in his uncle's car."

"They said they won't come back for breakfast, lunch and dinner today."

Meng Ying gave a cry and said, "In this case, we will make dumplings. Let's eat them. Leave them alone..."

Qiu’s breakfast on the first day of the Lunar New Year has six dishes cooked by Qiu Hong’s fresh and fresh fry, plus a bowl of dumplings per person.

After a night’s rest, my sister-in-law has recovered a lot and can sit on a cushioned chair to eat...

Before breakfast was finished, Qiu Xu received a call from Song Yao.

After greeting each other on the phone for the New Year, Qiu Xu casually asked her what arrangements for the Spring Festival?

"Getting together with relatives, gathering together, eating snacks at home and watching TV."

Song Yao hurriedly added during the call: "There is still learning, and there will be a lot of time for learning."

"I haven't fully understood some of the content in the training class."

Suddenly she realized that she actively asked, "Mr. Qiu, do you have anything to order?"

"Your direct order is that I am a housemaid. For me, working with a computer is more attractive than going out to play."

Qiu Xu smiled and said, "There is a small job. You don't need to rush to finish it. You can wait for the end of the annual leave and do it after work."

"In the past few days, you can think about it first..."

Next, Qiu Xu introduced this little job.

This is what Xia Qi's father said, a print advertisement for the diamond security door.

Qiu Xu's design idea is "opening a wall is easier than opening a door".

This print advertisement says that a team of firefighters has an urgent mission and needs to break in.

However, they saw the installation of a diamond brand security door.

Those who have learned a lesson, didn't spend much time on the door, directly manipulated various equipment, violently damaged the wall next to the security door, and wanted to break the wall into...

Song Yao's New Year call was the beginning.

In the next two or three hours, Qiu Xu's cell phone ringtones continued one after another.

Qiu Xu basically ended a call, and a new call came in immediately.

It wasn't until lunch time that the call ceased.

Qiu Xu came to the dining table and sat down. He took up the cup of warm water in front of him and drank it. He listened to Qiu Yong and said: "Qiu Xu, with your continuous telephone calls this morning, no one will believe that you have already He is a successful big boss."

Qiu Xu laughed and said, "Cousin, the real big boss, how can he answer the phone by himself."

"All the assistants are filtering the phone calls, just listen to the report every day..."

At this time, his cell phone rang again.

Qiu Xu frowned involuntarily.

Who is this, so timeless.

He took his cell phone and saw that it was actually Shen Ling's call, and he answered it very unhappy.

"Teacher, Happy New Year! All the best!"

Hearing this vigorous and pleasant voice, Qiu Xu's anger immediately disappeared.

He hummed and said, "The same blessings are also for you."

"Nothing else, just hung up, just about to have lunch."

"Hey, teacher, don't worry about it, something, something!"

When Qiu Xu switched the phone to his right hand, he heard Shen Ling's voice from the phone, "I took a plane overnight and returned to Xiangcheng from Beijing."

"As soon as I slept until now, I opened my eyes and called you the teacher on the first phone call in the new year. Are you moved?

Qiu Xu grinned and said, "It doesn't feel much!"

He urged again: "Quickly talk about your business, otherwise you can hang up."

"Hey, teacher, first report to you, my dad's investment in the education industry base."

During the call, Shen Ling said stubbornly: "He has signed contracts with 21 educational tuition institutions of different sizes and types, as well as vocational training institutions."

"My dad said that as soon as these institutions move in and various training courses start, thousands of people will gather every day."

"My dad said, as long as there is popularity, everything..."

Qiu Xu directly interrupted and said, "I already know about this situation. Your dad and I also have a phone call."

During the call, Shen Ling heard a timid voice, and then a voice full of grievance reached Qiu Xu's ear drum.

"Teacher, I was bullied backstage during the Spring Festival Gala performance."

"Who?" Qiu Xu couldn't help raising his tone.

"Xie Lan!"

Qiu Xu knew this person, a long-established female singer.

There are praises and criticisms of her online, and she is known as the big sister of the singer.

"She said that a singer like me who has been drafted has no background and poor basic skills, so it will become popular with one or two songs."

"Like a meteor, it disappears after the red."

"Not only that, she also relied on the old to sell the old, relying on the identity of the senior, punished me to stand and set the rules for me."

Qiu Xu asked in a deep voice, "With your temper, can you bear her bullying you like this?"

"Hehe, as a newcomer, this is the first time for me to go to the Spring Festival Gala."

"It's in full view again, and the other party is a senior in the music scene, what else can I do?"

"It can only be a weak pretense, and let her be bullied when Chuchu's poor little cabbage."

Qiu Xu made a light cut and said, "It's never too late for a gentleman to avenge him. When there is a chance, she will look good!"

As soon as his words fell, Shen Ling's cheerful voice came from the phone, "Thank you, teacher, you are great."

"I know, you will feel heartbroken and will protect me..."

After hanging up Shen Ling's cell phone, Qiu Xu received another call from Zhang Yihe.

"Qiu Xu, nothing else, I just asked curiously, is the picture of the galloping horse hanging in your office worth it?"

A bad premonition rose in Qiu Xu's heart, and he said coldly: "That's Master Zhou Qing's work, worth at least 600,000 to 700,000 yuan."

"Zhang Yihe, honestly explain, what have you done to it?"