In line with the principle that if there is more wool, then try to pick up as many handfuls of wool as possible, Li Shixin unfolded his tongue that is not rotten.

From corporate culture to brand positioning, combined with his own few marketing knowledge, it is a good fool.

With the effect of print advertising here, Li Shixin himself felt a little rootless, but Jiang Wenhai was excited.

"Teacher Li, talent! Otherwise, don't be an actor, come and be a vice president for me!"

In the conference room, Jiang Fatzi clenched his hands tightly and invited himself to work in the company, and Li Shixin felt a chill in his confidence.

Sober up to the old man, the old man is fooling the investment!

What is the future for you as a vice president?

What the old man wants is applause, it's a branch!

Looking at Li Shixin's face full of resistance, Jiang Wenhai patted the back of his hand heavily, "Teacher Li, I've heard about you." It doesn't matter! As long as you come, our Jing'an Cemetery will be your eternal home! As long as you live, you will sit in the position of vice president for one day.

In case you really get sick one day, our company has the most generous welfare for employees after death! From the time you are buried to the time you are buried in the ground, I promise to give you the scenery and scenery! Doesn't your son not support you? It doesn't matter! As long as you become this vice president, I will let him send you off with filial piety on the day you leave!"

The Divine Cemetery is my eternal home!

Thank you for the employee benefits!

Go to your whole company to send off filial piety.

The old man hasn't lived enough!

Listening to Jiang Fatzi's emotional invitation to join him, Li Shixin understood why the company's planning department was so recruiting.

The upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked, this is!

Seeing Li Shixin's disgusted face, Jiang Wenhai immediately beckoned to the secretary on the side, "Come on, Xiaoli, take out my self-kept mausoleum, a talent like Mr. Li, you have to leave a mausoleum for him next to my main mausoleum! ”

Looking at the huge scale and magnificent renderings of the private cemetery in front of Jiang Wenhai in front of him, Li Shixin couldn't cry or laugh.

As the saying goes, those who sell straw mats sleep on the kang, and those who sell salty salt drink light soup.

It's good that you don't shy away from making your own cemetery, so you can find a good place for yourself first!

The scale is still so large, and there is a mausoleum.

What kind of family, to be Qin Shi Huang?

Faced with Jiang Wenhai's wooing, Li Shixin hurriedly stopped.

was rejected by Li Shixin, Jiang Wenhai's face was full of pity. He smacked his lips and sighed after a while: "That's okay." But Mr. Li, how do we shoot this commercial you said?"

Seeing that Jiang Wenhai had finally gotten on the road, Li Shixin breathed a sigh of relief and said his thoughts again.

It's actually quite simple.

No one advertises the cemetery, and no one does it, just because it makes people feel unlucky.

Through the story, this concept is reversed, and the perception of death is also a part of life, and the perception of the cemetery changes from disgust to calmness, then the advertisement becomes.

That's the idea at its core.

Hearing Li Shixin's thoughts, Jiang Wenhai nodded deeply and slapped the table suddenly.

"Damn, in the end, ginger is still old and spicy! Mr. Li, isn't it just an advertising film? Shoot! I don't worry about handing over this planning part to others, so I rely on you!"

"That's not a problem. Li Shixin smiled,

What are we doing Lao Li?

The main business is a porcelain side actor, and a part-time screenwriter.

But the old man is verbose with you for hundreds of words, is it your authorization that is missing?

It's your money that's the difference!

"Mr. Jiang, the investment in this advertising film ......"

Li Shixin smiled and reminded.

But he didn't want to, Jiang Wenhai laughed and stood up from the chair proudly, "Mr. Li, you don't have to worry about this! But if you want to make a commercial film, we won't spend this money unjustly! Our company has a whole set of film and television teams!"

“......”

Rao is Li Shixin, no matter how experienced he is, he is also a little confused at this time.

You guys...... It's a cemetery company!

Why do you still have a film and television team?

Looking at Li Shixin's blank appearance, Jiang Wenhai waved his hand.

"Prepare the car! I will take Mr. Li to visit our model cemetery! Let Mr. Li experience the service of our Jing'an Cemetery!"

I beg you to speak normally.

The old man doesn't want to experience this!

......

Taking Jiang Wenhai's Maybach, Li Shixin went all the way out of the city to Jing'an Cemetery in Rongzhou City.

Li Shixin had never seen a serious business cemetery before, and in his impression, the cemetery was that kind of public cemetery.

However, after changing to a special golf cart in the Jing'an Cemetery and following the main road of the cemetery, Li Shixin knew what it meant to live and learn.

I have seen it for a long time.

Although Jiang Wenhai is a rough man, this cemetery is really good.

The whole mausoleum covers a vast area, surrounded by mountains and rivers, in addition to the cemetery area of the cemetery, there is also a memorial hall, a funeral parlor and a supporting package for the sale of memorial supplies.

If you don't look at the black stone monuments in the cemetery, it looks like a tombstone theme landscape park at a glance.

And Jiang Wenhai said that the company has a film and television team, and he didn't brag.

Indeed there is.

Among the services of the cemetery is the production of a memorial video for the deceased.

When Li Shixin and Jiang Wenhai arrived at the cemetery area, there was a group of film crews busy.

I thought it would be a small video shoot, but after actually watching it on the spot, Li Shixin was surprised.

This film crew was unexpectedly professional.

After talking to the team's executive director and cameraman, Li Shixin was taken aback again.

The director who is not very old turned out to be a graduate of Chinese opera!

"How about Mr. Li, this configuration, it's enough to shoot an advertising blockbuster, right?"

Walking on the sun-covered grass and listening to the chirping of unknown birds around him, Jiang Wenhai laughed and asked himself.

Li Shixin nodded.

"That's enough. However, Mr. Jiang, a cemetery has wasted a little bit with a film and television team of this level. ”

"Well, don't you dare to say that!" Jiang Wenhai shook his head and grinned: "People die greatly." ”

"I should be able to see in Mr. Li's eyes that I am an upstart.

In the early years, my family was poor, and my four brothers and sisters were all supported by my father, who was digging coal in the mines. At that time, we all knew that there was no tomorrow to work in the mines, and my father prepared a cemetery for himself early.

But when I was twenty-two, my father went down the mine and the mine collapsed. The whole person was buried inside, and the four of us brothers and sisters dug in the landslide with shovels for more than half a month without finding it. In the end, I had no choice but to bury it in a well-dressed grave.

Later, the boss of the mine was quite particular and lost 200,000 yuan. Later, it was even more fucking interesting, next to my father's grave was found to be a coal mine, and he took more than 2 million yuan of land requisition money.

At that time, it was popular to engage in real estate, and when we had money in our hands, our brothers and sisters worked with the people in the township to build a few real estate, and we made a net profit of 20 million or 30 million in two years.

All of a sudden, when you have money, the people around you don't know how to get better.

Build a villa!

Buy Mercedes Land Rover!

The big gold chain is hung, tens of thousands of pairs of leather shoes, hundreds of thousands of leather bags, and two Tibetan mastiffs are raised at home!

One is more generous than the other, and one is a game of pomp.

In these aspects, I, Jiang Wenhai, have never lost to others. But when it comes to worshipping my ancestors during the Qingming Festival, I feel uncomfortable!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Wenhai's expression fell.

"Everyone else can kneel on their father's grave, cry and wipe their tears. We are four brothers and sisters, what is the use of more money?

I can only go to the small coal kiln that collapsed and was dug up.

The place where the collapse has been hollowed out a long time ago, and my father's bones don't even know if they are inside! Mr. Li, do you know what it feels like?"

Wiping his nose, Jiang Wenhai sighed and looked at the vast cemetery around: "Later, I built a cemetery, and the cemetery was built. Since then, when he went to his grandmother's real estate, Lao Tzu stopped doing it! One after another, he built cemeteries, and he has been built until now.

You say to make money, I'm sure it's to make money.

Look at this cemetery, the golden sand granite designed by French designers, the stone monument is a water and water, the video production film level standard, the Chinese and Western bands when they are buried, what do you want!

Jiang Wenhai swept his big hand across the country in front of him, and then turned around and looked at Li Shixin, "I don't know what the big truth is, but I know a little bit; But he walked in a row, and the living were comfortable. Mr. Li, do you think that's the case?"

Li Shixin nodded, he knew how to do this commercial.