Chapter 311: God is not kind to himself!
"Knock knock!" Feng Wuling hadn't paid attention to him yet, but Gu Yinglan knocked on the table with his fingers first, and said in a cold voice, "Vice President Ren, I have business to talk to him." You go out first. β
She really didn't want to see the two of them teasing here anymore, oh no, it was Feng Wuling who was unilaterally abusing him.
This kid is too damaged, and he doesn't spare people when he opens his mouth.
When Ren Wei heard her words, he couldn't help but be stunned again, please, I am the victim!
As the general manager, if you don't help me as the vice president, you actually help a newcomer?
Is there any mistake?
Thinking of this, he was even more angry, and said angrily to Gu Yinglan, "I'm the vice president of the company, he's a newcomer, you actually help him or not?"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gu Yinglan's cold voice again, "Are you finished?"
"Are you mistaken?
"Fuck off!"
Ren Wei looked at the cold and frosty face of his general manager, and immediately stopped speaking, not even daring to speak out. He clearly knew that this was a precursor to Gu Yinglan's anger.
So, he didn't dare to touch his head again, glared at Feng Wuling viciously, and then went out in a gloomy manner.
Like a lost dog.
What kind of broken system is this, the 'opening dog' sent, if you don't give a 'Tibetan mastiff', you have to send a 'big Caucasus'!
If there is really no 'Greater Caucasus', then Italy's 'Twisted Polyton' can make do.
Even if it's a first-class 'French Bordeaux' again, it's fine.
But what the hell are you sending a lost dog?
Who do you look down upon?
Lao Tzu wants to complain about you!
Just as he kept complaining, Gu Yinglan gently tapped the table with her finger, squinted at him and asked, "Something?"
"Well, yes. Feng Wuling immediately came back to his senses, took a step forward, stood still at his desk, and responded to the eyes of his general manager, "The two copywriters I selected last time have completed the sample and sent it to your mailbox." Please take a look at it. β
Shrimp?
Both copywriting done?
So fast?
When Gu Yinglan heard his words, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then logged in to the mailbox with her hands and feet neatly and opened the email.
Skittles?
It's a very meaningful name.
She admired it in her heart, and then clicked play without pause in her hand: a giraffe, eating a rainbow with its long neck stretched, and then an old man squeezed out a rainbow candy.
Forehead...
It's a big brain!
Still, the idea was brilliant. Just watch it once, and it will be remembered.
No wonder this kid is full of confidence to continue to bet with Sun Haihan. The feeling is that even the pit has been dug up, just waiting for him to jump into it.
Sun Dashao, mourn.
Why did you think of provoking this demon?
Ask for your own hardships.
Gu Yinglan kept complaining in her heart, and opened the second email casually.
White plus black.
This is the cold medicine you chose?
"If you have a cold, eat white and black, eat white tablets during the day and don't fall asleep, and eat black tablets at night and sleep soundly. β
"Treat colds, black and white!"
His copywriting plan broke the traditional way of medicine, using two colors to distinguish them, and each has its own characteristics.
If you eat white during the day, you need to go to work energetically, so you can't sleep off, which overcomes the shortcomings of dozing after taking a lot of cold medicine;
The combination of these two colors is very reasonable, especially for the elderly, it is easier to distinguish, it is not easy to be mixed, and the medicinal effect also has its own advantages.
Especially his two advertising slogans, which are very brainwashing!
I have to say that both of these copywriting plans are wonderful.
Hell, this kid.
Gu Yinglan sighed in her heart as she raised her head and looked at him meaningfully.
Outside of gold, diamonds among them.
Is this his own treasure boy?
God is not thin on himself!
Feng Wuling saw that his general manager had finished reading it, and he had no sense of expectation, so he asked bluntly, "Mr. Gu, how is it?"
"Well, it's wonderful. It is worthy of being a high-achieving student in the Chinese department, and there are many ghost ideas!" Gu Yinglan looked at his calm and waveless expression, and praised him perfunctorily.
This kid is so annoying.
He was confident in his work and knew he would be satisfied. Therefore, he lacks the slightest sense of expectation.
However, you can't cooperate, even if it's acting, so that I can praise people a little bit of accomplishment.
It's so infuriating.
Could it be that talented people are so willful?
Gu Yinglan took two deep breaths, forcibly suppressed the urge to raise her foot and kick him, and then continued, "You hand over these two copywriting plans and samples to Director Hu, and let him hurry up and make the finished product." β
Hearing this, Feng Wuling scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and responded with a smile, "Eh, you should leave it to him." I'm going to take a leave of absence. β
Leave of absence again?
Since you came to work, you have taken more time off work than you have at work.
"I'm going to collect wind and find inspiration!"
"I'm going to collect wind and find inspiration!"
Suddenly, the two of them said in unison the extremely clichΓ©d reason for asking for leave.
Seeing this, Feng Wuling was even more embarrassed, scratching his head with his right hand, wanting to explain, but he didn't seem to be able to talk about it, so he could only smile apologetically.
"Fuck off!"
Gu Yinglan couldn't do anything about him, so she waved her hand out of sight and out of mind.
Then he suddenly remembered something, and shouted at his back, "Wait a minute." β
Feng Wuling heard the shout, stopped, turned around, and looked at his general manager in confusion.
"Ahem!" (To ingenuity) has negotiated a broadcast contract with CCTV variety channel and several top-ranked satellite TV channels, and it will be officially inserted tomorrow. β
Yo he!
Is it so neat?
Gu Yinglan understood his eyes, and explained, "The carved beam woodware workshop can't wait, and it was smashed out at a big price." β
Okay!
To be rich is to be capricious.
Feng Wuling pursed his lips silently, then turned around and walked out of the office and drove to Qingfeng Media.
It's still the little girl at the front desk who blushes when she sees him.
Dressed in a black quiver skirt, it sets off the petite and delicate figure, and when he saw that it was him, a handsome man who had been here several times, he greeted very shyly, "Hello!"
"Well, hello! Feng Da Shuaibi replied casually, and kept walking inside.
Leaving only a handsome back that makes people want to be wrong.
Qingfeng Media has been suppressed by Xingyao Entertainment, and its various business volumes have shrunk, which has led to the employees being very idle.
At a glance, there is no previous busyness, full of depression and desolation. It seems that the late autumn of winter is coming, trembling in the biting cold.
This is very inconsistent with the rumors outside, and even very different.