The King of Advertising

Shuntai Building, Rising Sun Studio.

In the general manager's room, Zhang Yihe, who was packing with Xiao Huya, felt a little tired, got up and twisted Xiaoman's waist.

She looked at the clothes piled up on the sofa, shoe boxes, bed quilts and other items, and said with some doubts: "Little Huya, I don't think I have a lot of things, how come so much pops out as soon as I tidy up."

Xiao Huya curled his lips and said, "Don't talk about other times, just the Spring Festival these few days, don't you buy and buy every day?"

"Qiu Xu, as well as the tens of thousands of year-end awards that Binhai Bank has issued to you, have all been spent by you?"

Zhang Yihe smiled, distinguished and said: "It's not all spent, there are still twenty to thirty thousand on the card."

Little Huya made a soft cut, debunked: "If you didn't want to keep the money to pay off the mortgage, you might have spent it too!"

"Just as you spend money like water, you must find a husband who is as rich as Qiu Xu in the future."

Zhang Yihe hesitated and said, "Spend more money with more money, spend less money less, don't spend money if you don't.

Little Huya rolled his eyelids silently, and urged: "Don't be idle anymore, and work quickly."

"We cleaned up in the morning and moved to the hotel where you worked in the afternoon."

"Today is the Lantern Festival, so we will move early, and we will have time to have a good meal and relax in the evening."

Zhang Yihe replied dazedly, looked around the office again, and suddenly sighed: "The time to live here is not short."

"Although there are a lot of inconveniences, I am really unwilling to leave this time."

Little Huya teased: "Is it someone who is reluctant to bear here?"

"After going to work with Liang Bing, Qiu Xu is still your big boss, and you can still meet often."

"Zhang Yihe, quickly clean up for me!"

The urging didn't matter, Zhang Yihe fell directly and fell on the pile of clothes on the sofa.

"Moving tomorrow!"

"Little Huya, I'm here to celebrate the Lantern Festival tonight. There are two bottles of red wine in the refrigerator. We drank it, and Qiu Xu was angry."

Xiao Huya put down his work, sat down next to Zhang Yihe, and whispered softly: "Yihe, Qiu Xu is very good, but he already has his heart. You'd better stop thinking."

She persuaded: "Qiu Xu's remarks are right. Once you cross the line, you will want more."

"The final ending is to hurt others and yourself."

Zhang Yihe turned over, looked at the ceiling blankly, and muttered: "I also know that I can't do that intellectually."

"But emotions and impulses always make me want to recklessly recklessly..."

Zhang Yihe sat up and sighed again: "But in the end, I lost the courage to be crazy about love. I always wanted to let Qiu Xu take the initiative, so I half-pushed and half-heartedly followed him."

"Little Huya, is it hopeless?"

"There is rescue, there is rescue, time is the cure for all diseases."

Xiao Huya made a perfunctory sentence and quickly changed the subject, saying: "Yihe, in fact, I know that your family came to you before the Spring Festival."

"You didn't go home deliberately to accompany me."

"Yihe, you might as well take this opportunity to move home. I can stay at my cousin's house for a while."

Zhang Yihe hurriedly shook his head and said, "I'm not going home."

"Little Huya, don't you know, I show my parents the rate of return of the real estate company with a shame."

"I wanted to stimulate them not to borrow money."

"Where do I know..."

Zhang Yihe said with a bitter face, "In exchange, it was their scolding and scolding."

"They still complained unanimously, knowing such a good project, why didn't they try hard to persuade them in the first place."

"I am completely speechless to my parents and brother."

Zhang Yihe excitedly said: "Little Huya, we will stay in the hotel for three or four months, and the Nanjiang Youth Building will be handed over."

"That's two rooms, you live in one, I live in one, what a wonderful life..."

After Qiu Xu talked with Li Xinmin and Zheng Xin, they found out that the house was very lively.

In addition to Xia Qi, Lulu and Mo Mo, the foreign teachers who had invited to spend the Lantern Festival together.

These people gathered together in the restaurant, and under the guidance of my mother, they were making various fillings for the Lantern Festival.

Qiu Xu walked over, Qiu Ran hurriedly carried a very beautiful hexagonal lantern made of bamboo and paper, and said as if offering a treasure: "Brother, look, Sister Mo Mo and Sister Lulu sent a pair. The revolving lantern, is it beautiful?"

Qiu Xu noticed that the six faces of a lantern shade were painted pictures of beautiful ladies in different poses.

The other one is a general in costume on horseback and dancing with spears.

Qiu Ran whispered again: "Brother, we have tried it. Candles are lit inside, and the outer lampshade really turns."

"It's turning pretty fast."

Qiu Xu touched the top of Qiu Ran's head and said with a light smile: "When it gets dark, hang it on the balcony."

At this time, Lulu picked up a soup pot and began to vigorously shake the ten yuanxiao in it back and forth, in order to make it more glutinous rice flour and become big and round.

But Mo Mo is making dumplings like dumplings.

Rolling Lantern Festival in the north, making dumplings in the south.

This kind of intertwined food with north and south styles is commonplace in Qiu Xu's home.

As for the blond foreign teacher, he was standing beside his mother with Xia Qi, looking at her with admiration and surprise.

See how she turned a ball of dough filled with fillings into a cute animal...

"Mr. Qiu, I was shopping with Sister Mo Mo last night and saw a store selling this kind of lanterns. I thought it was beautiful, so I bought a pair."

Lulu embarrassedly said: "Knowing that your home is not short of anything, I can only give this kind of gadgets that are in time."

Qiu Xu said politely: "Thank you for your kindness, I have troubled!"

He asked again: "Hey, the urban fashion TV series of Legendary Pictures, will it start tomorrow?"

Mo Mo, with some glutinous rice flour on his face, replied: "The notice I received is that we will report tomorrow. We will hold a start-up ceremony and have a dinner together."

"The official shooting will start the day after tomorrow."

She added: "We don't have many scenes, they are scattered. It is estimated that the filming will be over in one month at most."

Mo Mo asked curiously again: "I heard that "Soldier Assault" is a man drama. There is no female actor?"

Qiu Xu snorted and said: "Military TV series, those love and love are all small details, just don't all."

Mo Mo couldn't help but sighed, "That's Qiu Xu. It is estimated that other screenwriters would not dare to write scripts like this."

"Beauty, there are emotional dramas, but they are two magic weapons to increase ratings."

Qiu Xu laughed and said, "It's an extremely pure military TV series, maybe it can be used as a propaganda stunt..."

After chatting for a while, Qiu Xu asked casually: "Lulu, do you have a friend named Zheng Xin?"

Lulu nodded, and said, "I've known each other for many years in the same community, and they are very good friends."

"Hey, she also works in an advertising company."

"Mr Qiu, do you know her too?"

Qiu Xu hummed, and listened to Lulu with a smile: "She has a lot of experience and has given me a lot of advice on many things."

Qiu Xu didn't keep asking.

It is enough to confirm that what Zheng Xin said is the truth.

Mo Mo and Lulu had eaten Lantern Festival and glutinous rice balls, as well as some southern pastries made by their mother, and then left.

At nearly four in the afternoon, Qiu Xu received a call from Zhan Hejun.

He was told a good news.

The sales of Fuchi Real Estate exceeded 120 billion yuan.

In the words of Zhan Hejun, during the Spring Festival period, the power of the whole people as a broker has become stronger.

Relatives introduced relatives and friends introduced friends, causing an explosive peak in real estate sales.

After hanging up the phone, Qiu Xu jumped excitedly.

50 million has been confirmed.

Today, there is still more than a month and a half before the agreed deadline.

A goal of 100 million yuan is in sight, as if within reach.

The goal of 200 million yuan seems not so far away...