For Zhao Fusheng, he can understand a normal dinner, but if something else is involved, he can't agree.

Unspoken rules have always been only for the weak, and for the strong, people who have the ability to make rules don't need to care about unspoken rules.

"What's the matter, didn't you just arrive in Beijing, why did you get in touch with the vice president of Gree?" Zhao Fusheng looked at Dong Chenxi and asked lightly.

Dong Chenxi smiled bitterly: "I have been in contact before, but the other party proposed to meet this time, and I should have been the companion, but I didn't want to come to see you, so let Sister Bai take a moment first." ”

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, on the surface it was a normal procedure, but just now Dong Chenxi's expression was very weird, he subconsciously felt that this matter didn't seem to be so simple, but it couldn't be complicated when he thought about it, he smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll take a look too." ”

Seeing this, Dong Chenxi had no choice but to sigh, nodded, and took Zhao Fusheng into the car.

When Zhao Fusheng got out of the car, he understood why he felt that this thing was a little weird. Because this is clearly a clubhouse, especially after walking in, he noticed that there is actually a bar on the first floor, which is bustling with a large group of customers.

And as Dong Chenxi led the way in front, in the box passing by, there was a burst of laughter from time to time, there were men and women, Zhao Fusheng frowned, glanced at Dong Chenxi, who had an unnatural expression, sighed, and did not speak.

"Mr. Wu. ”

Coming to a room, Dong Chenxi pushed the door in, and first greeted a thirty-six or seventeen-year-old man in a suit, there were three people sitting inside, Wu always one, and another person, and Bai Jie, whose face was slightly red.

Seeing Dong Chenxi and Zhao Fusheng coming in, Mr. Wu waved his hand slightly: "Xiao Dong, come quickly, sit down with me." ”

Zhao Fusheng frowned, he could see that this guy had obviously drunk a lot of wine, as if he was drunk.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng, Mr. Wu frowned, glanced at it very casually, and then set his eyes on Dong Chenxi, obviously all the attention was on her.

The other party's appearance, Zhao Fusheng understands what is going on even if he is an idiot, not to mention that he is not a fool, he already understands it in his heart at this time.

Sitting quietly on the side, Zhao Fusheng was thinking in his heart about how to solve this matter.

"It's really Chunlan and Qiuju who are good at winning the field, the first time I saw Miss Dong and Miss Bai, I felt that your future advertising is really amazing. Mr. Wu smiled and snorted with wine.

Dong Chenxi frowned slightly, and sat a little farther away from Mr. Wu quietly.

Bai Jie smiled and said: "Thank you Mr. Wu for your compliment, this time the matter is mainly me and Xiao Dong are responsible, for advertising planning, you can tell me, we will work hard to achieve advertising in the future." ”

Zhao Fusheng tried to endure a smile on the side, and when Bai Jie took over the conversation, Mr. Wu was obviously not very happy, but he was probably embarrassed to reveal his purpose, so he didn't attack on the spot.

After a few dry laughs, it was perfunctory, and Mr. Wu looked at Dong Chenxi with a smile: "Miss Dong looks very young." How old are you this year?"

Dong Chenxi replied: "I am twenty-two years old this year. ”

Mr. Wu's eyes were almost out of sight, and he clapped his hands and said, "Twenty-two, I really can't see it, I thought you were only eighteen years old, it's really the best age." ”

Zhao Fusheng tried to bite his lip to keep himself from laughing.

It's not that he's cold-blooded, it's just that this scene is bloody. It was also the first time he had encountered such a situation, but when he wanted to secretly say something to Dong Chenxi, he found that Dong Chenxi had an embarrassed and hidden anger on his face, and slowly put away his smile.

Perhaps, he took this kind of thing too much as a joke and ignored the seriousness?

didn't give Zhao Fusheng more time to think about anything, at this time, Mr. Wu finally turned his attention to the advertising planner, but what he said was directed at Dong Chenxi: "Miss Dong, I heard that your future advertising has recently planned a series of very influential advertisements, and the mysterious advertising planner, known as the hand of the gold, is the pillar of your company?"

Zhao Fusheng is now relatively famous in the entire advertising circle, just like Zheng Yao said, the more he takes the mysterious route, the more advertisers flock to him, after all, no one thinks that their products are worse than others, why can people increase sales with an advertisement, and their own products are not as good as each other?

"Yes, Mr. Wu, Lucifer is the chief actual designer of our company, if we can get your company's advertising plan this time, he will also design the plan himself. Dong Chenxi introduced to Mr. Wu.

"Well, in this case, in fact, this planning case is not impossible to hand over to you, it's just that your competitors are also very strong, and we are also very embarrassed......" Mr. Wu said officially, but his eyes were turning back and forth on Dong Chenxi and Bai Jie.

It is clear that this guy has ulterior motives.

Zhao Fusheng frowned, glanced at Mr. Wu coldly, saw his hand towards Bai Jie's waist, stood up, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and said, "Mr. Wu, I toast you." ”

Mr. Wu was stunned, stopped his movements, and raised his head to look at Zhao Fusheng: "Are you?"

At the beginning, he thought that Zhao Fusheng was Dong Chenxi's follower, the staff of future advertising, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Zhao Fusheng heard Mr. Wu's question and smiled slightly: "I am from the future advertising planning department, and I will toast you for the first time." ”

Mr. Wu was stunned and nodded: "Ah, that's good, have a drink, let's have a drink together." ”

Everyone toasted together, Zhao Fusheng looked at Mr. Wu and continued: "Mr. Wu, I think we are very fateful, you are very like a relative of our family. ”

"Ah, is it?" Mr. Wu put down the cup, originally planning to turn his head and continue to talk to Bai Jie, but Zhao Fusheng pulled him to continue chatting, and his face suddenly became a little gloomy.

Bai Jie and Dong Chenxi glanced at each other, their faces became ugly, but they didn't dare to speak, they knew Zhao Fusheng's status in the company, so no matter what he did, the two of them could only watch.

So, they saw Zhao Fusheng and Mr. Wu talking there, to be precise, it was Zhao Fusheng who dragged Mr. Wu to chat there, and didn't give him a chance to harass Dong Chenxi and Bai Jie at all.

Unconsciously, Mr. Wu's face became more and more gloomy......