The King of Advertising

Six o'clock in the morning, Century Garden Community, Qiu family.

Qiu Qiu slipped into Qiu Xu's room with his hands and feet. He just wanted to wake Qiu Xu with a small hand and pull out the cold, but suddenly noticed.

In a dimly lit room, a large pair of deep gaze eyes stare at themselves on the floor.

Qiu Yu hurriedly withdrew his hand, which was ready to reach into the duvet. "Brother, you're awake. It's time to get up and eat. ”

That said, she went to turn on the lights in the room.

Qiu Xu groaned and sat on the floor. He put on his coat and leaned against the bed.

“Xiaoyu, I can't go to college with you today and take the self-enrollment exam!"

“Why? Isn't that what you said?"

Qiu Yu's grudged little mouth flattened up!

Qiu Xu sighed and said helplessly: "Xiaoyu, I don't want to, I can't!"

“Look at my feet!"

As soon as Qiu Yu heard this, he lifted the quilt.

The scene in front of her surprised her and said: "Ah, brother, how did your ankle become like this?"

Qiu Xu's ankles were red and swollen, obviously bigger than other areas.

The night before yesterday, Qiu Xu accidentally injured his ankle joint in order to practice space walking. The doctor told him to rest more.

Yesterday morning, he was able to demonstrate space for Li Yabin and Shen Lindo several times.

In the evening, Qiu Xu endured the pain of his ankles to maintain his image of his style at the drinking party at the 57th Hall, so as not to limp and turn himself around.

Besides, at last night's drinking party, he had a cool conversation with every member of the club, but there was a lot of driving.

This exacerbated Qiu Xu's wrist injuries. He suffered a lot this evening.

“Brother, does it hurt?"

Qiu Yu asked with concern and reached out and was ready to touch it.

"Qiu Xu hastily stopped drinking." Xiaoyun, don't touch it!

It was still too late for him to say that. His pain was a sigh of breath.

Qiu Yu saw that his brother was really in pain and turned his head and shouted: "Mom, Dad, come on, my brother's foot hurt really bad..."

Following this shout, Mom and Dad came to Qiu Xu's room.

A pair of red and swollen ankles that make them both sad and worried.

“Yay, you bastard, the doctor gave you a lot of rest yesterday, and you managed to go to some drinking party. ”

“That's good, feet hurt bad again!"

Qiu Xuhao smiled and explained: "Mom, the wine party last night was important. It is related to the company's future development and take-off. I must participate. ”

Meng Ying hummed: "No matter how important it is, it is not important to our own body. We are not short of money now!"

After complaining, she asked angrily: "Son, have you been up all night?"

Seeing her mother worried, Qiu Xu's heart was warm and said: "After sleeping in the middle of the night, she was woken up by pain and has not slept since. ”

In order to earn himself some more sympathy points, he continued: "I thought that today Xiaoyu is going to college to take the voluntary admission examination, and I need to rest well, I will bear with it for a while. ”

That really worked.

Qiu Yu's eyes began to turn red, moving: "Brother, I know you love me the most. ”

“I won't let you get mad anymore. ”

Qiu Xuxu said as soon as he saw good: "The injury to his ankle is not so bad, it is still within the scope of my patience. ”

“I didn't get through this painful and sober time, and I remembered a few good advertising ideas. ”

Qiu Xu didn't lie.

Although his will has been corroded by his comfortable life today, he has experienced and survived various physical discomforts that were tens of times stronger than this pain during the decades he spent trapped in wheelchairs and floors before he was reborn.

Now, this foot injury is really not a big deal for Qiu Xu.

What he said recalls the idea of advertising is true.

What made him even happier was that these advertising ideas did not appear in his mind by air.

He's been slowly polishing it out for hours.

Just Qiu Xu couldn't be sure.

The origin of these ideas is fuzzy memories from deep in other memories, or did he create them independently from nothing and what he knows and learns.

With the passage of time, the number of new memories increases, and the past memories are gradually blurring and fading.

Sometimes Qiu Xu couldn't tell clearly.

Which memories are pre-newborn and which were later acquired by themselves.

At this time, Qiu Xu's voice rang in his ear.

“So, after breakfast, we split up. ”

“Old woman, I called Qiu Jian and you two took your son to see a doctor. ”

“I went to Marina University with my daughter..."

Everyone began to follow Qiu Hongqing's decision.

Qiu Xu, who got up, was helped by his father, and walked a little hard to the bathroom.

Qiu Yu, who looked at her, sighed: "Mom, if you had known, you shouldn't have thrown that crutch away. ”

“If you still have it..."

Before she could finish, she was stabbed in the head.

“How dare you say that? Your father's feet, your brother's wrists, they were probably brought by you that time. ”

“Ah, will it be my turn next time?"

“No, I must ask Daxian to show it to me sometime..."

Just after 10 o'clock in the morning, Cao Jun of Zhongcheng advertisement hurried into a teahouse on Xinmin Road and entered the first room on the second floor.

Before he sat down, he asked, "Mr. Ding, is everything you said on the phone true?"

Long waiting in Yama, Brother Advertiser Ding Yong slowly poured Cao Jun a cup of tea.

“I have confirmed to more than one person that there will be no mistakes. ”

Ding Yong dropped the teapot and sighed: "I really didn't expect Qiu Xu to become a young member of the 57th Mansion without saying, but he was also valued by big men like Mr. Rong and Mr. Zhan. ”

“President Cao, big platforms like Mr. Yong and Mr. Zhan, combined with Qiu Xu's talent, are likely to succeed in holding the visitors' sorority next week. ”

After pausing, Ding Yong coldly said: "President Cao, we must stop it. The plan needs to be launched in advance!"

Cao Hun took a small sip of the teacup and said with some frustration: "According to you, Qiu Xu's social circle has obviously entered the circle that we have never entered. ”

“His takeoff, we can't stop anymore. ”

“Director Ding, let's forget it!"

“How can you forget?"

Ding Yong persuaded: "Mr. Rong and his circle are famous for success. There are various kinds of social honours in them. The quality and reputation of one person are highly regarded. ”

“President Cao, as soon as we launch this plan, the character and quality of the kid will be completely denied. ”

“Climb high and fall badly. ”

“Without his reputation, he would be completely repelled by that circle, and perhaps he would never get up again. ”

“President Cao, this is an opportunity. ”

Cao Jun hesitated: "President Ding, what you are saying is that everything is going well. ”

“What if things don't go well?"

“I can't imagine how much Qiu Xu could fight back with the support of those people. ”

Ding Yong's eyes flashed and continued to persuade: "If the mall competition is not going to go forward or back, we have started a war with Qiu Xu. This is not what we can stop if we want to. ”

“If we don't take advantage of Qiu Xu's feathers, we won't have a chance in the future. ”

“Besides..."

Ding Yong tempted: "This is our careful preparation, how can he find us so easily?"

“What if we find out?"

“This is a means of commercial competition, which can only be called into question and defamed, without rising to the level of the law. ”

Cao Jun just wanted to counter the two sentences, and the other party's hidden threat came from his ear. "President Cao, whether you join or not, we will start. ”

“Once we start, you've been involved in a lot of planning, can you really stay out of it?"

“Why don't we strike together so that the kid can't turn around forever..."