For several days in a row, she used her noon break to look for a house on the Internet, An An's requirements were very low, as long as she had a full set of homes, she could move in alone! However, after searching several small shops for rental houses, she still did not find a suitable new home. It's either too far away from the company and her parents' house, or the house is too big, three-bedroom? Obediently, what does she want such a big house to do alone? Just packing it up can exhaust her!

Whew! I'm so tired, it's so difficult to find a house that suits my heart! This world really doesn't make people live well!

Gently spit out a helpless word of revenge, and Feng An lay on the table dejectedly. Although she has returned to the Propaganda Department as she wished in the past few days, she is no longer the assistant to the former department manager, but the deputy director of the entire Propaganda Department. An An still doesn't know how Tang Ning did it? But she knows that the work of this deputy director of Ya is not done by people at all! Especially the director above is still the cool Yuan Wei! Ya's kid is even meaner than that Huang Shiren, but all the difficult things are thrown to my sister and me, and he has more important things to deal with!

How do you say that sentence, the main job moves his mouth, and the deputy job is tired and breaks his leg! This is really a truth that will never change! Ya's Tang Ning is a dead boy, and he has been gone for so many days, and I don't know if my sister can still live and wait until he comes back?

Feng An'an was lying on her large desk and was about to fall asleep, when the internal phone rang and screamed, and out of instinct, she quickly grabbed the phone and fed it.

"Vice President Feng, Mr. Yuan is waiting for you in the small conference room!" The sweet voice of the secretary of the director's office made An An shake off the goosebumps as expected, and at the same time made her regain a trace of clarity. Raising his wrist and looking, Feng An'an couldn't help but curse loudly!

Damn, there is still half an hour before work time, he is a damn workaholic, he doesn't rest, and he doesn't let others rest!

Low spell to low curse, An An still picked up the folder on the table and walked out. As scheduled, Feng An'an became a thorn in the side of the staff who gathered together to chat. Every time she walked down the passage in rhythmic high heels, if the eyes on both sides were collected, it would surely be a little brighter than the sun outside, and this realization made her raise her beautiful little chin high.

She is like this, the more she fights, the more courageous she becomes, and she will never bow her head in the face of difficulties! Even in the face of her own feelings and lovers, she will not have a trace of dragging. For this reason, Gu Zifeng once scolded her in a hoarse voice for being cold-blooded and ruthless! She didn't say anything, just looked at Gu Zifeng quietly, and complained with her eyes, it was not her who was cold-blooded and ruthless, but everyone in his Gu family! She had no choice!

Feng An'an walked quickly through the long passage of the human wall, she had heard too much of those comments about her, and she was not interested in listening to them again.

Feng An'an stepped into the small conference room and said hurriedly: "Mr. Yuan, what's the matter!"

It's not that Feng An'an is looking forward to something happening every day, but she clearly knows that Tang Ning's good brother, Yuan Wei, the current executive director of Fengxing, will not come to her for tea and chat!

Yuan Wei glanced up at Feng An'an, picked up a document in his hand and handed it over: "Vice President Feng, did you approve this promotional copy?"

Feng Anan sat down, and took the so-called propaganda copy in Yuan Wei's hand, if there was no problem, she should have approved it, because she hadn't done anything else in the past few days, so she approved those propaganda copywriting. She really doesn't know what Yuan Wei is doing all day long, why does he accumulate so many copywriters that have not been reviewed?

At this time, An An finally understood why one of her copywriting proposals would take a week to come out at the earliest, and those directors had to save up to see it!

And Yuan Wei's dead boy is a workaholic, and he will definitely not save it and watch it again, so it is clear that he is not satisfied with Feng An'an taking over the position of deputy director, and he is tired of her stupid girl in a different way! No matter, since he took over the position of deputy director from Tang Ning, he can't smear Tang Ning's face! When did it become a smear for Tang Ning!

Feng An'an quickly skimmed through the copy, raised his head and said, "That's right, is there any problem?" Yuan Wei met Feng An'an's gaze and asked, "What's the problem?

Listening to what Yuan Wei said, An An smiled! She wanted to tell Yuan Wei very much that it was his good brother who had to sit in this seat by herself, but after thinking about it, this was a work problem between her and Yuan Wei, so why did she have to pull Tang Ning in?

"I would like to hear Mr. Yuan's high opinion!" An An snapped the document he was looking at shut, put his hands flat on the folder, and stared at Yuan Wei with a poker face in the upper seat. She couldn't figure out how much of a young and ambitious person like him would have to worry about it, and he would be scary everywhere with a black poker face every day!

Yuan Wei didn't react as much as Feng An'an, but still just said lightly: "Do you think there will be advertisers to undertake such vulgar and uncreative copywriting?"

Regarding Yuan Wei's comments, Feng Anan was noncommittal, she admitted that this advertising copy was indeed vulgar, but what she valued was its vulgarity.

A good advertising copy is nothing more than to make people remember after reading it, so it needs to do two things, one is to be elegant to the point of refinement, so that people will have a sense of comfort in their hearts after reading it, and they can't bear to forget. There is also vulgarity, because if you don't have the ability to make a copy of a copy new in many powerful hands, then only vulgarity can make people remember it quickly. Just like the Brain Platinum advertisement, I believe that as long as you have seen that advertisement, you will remember the dance of the two puppet old men who twisted their waists and swinged their hips with stunts.

"This one doesn't work, so which copy does Mr. Yuan think is feasible?" An An asked Yuan Wei with a rare good temper, isn't she born to be difficult to speak. And if you can't even get such a copy in your own hands, but you still have to sit there and point out that other people's things are not good here and there, then she will not give him a good face!

In this world, it takes strength to speak, not the clouds behind you.

When Feng Anan walked out of the small conference room, it was already two hours later, this time she taught Yuan Wei a thorough lesson, being a director is not just about education and background, the most important thing is to have work experience, like him, a director who pursues perfection in everything and doesn't know how to be flexible in case of things, she Feng Anan will never be polite to him. Because she was polite to him, it meant that she herself would be very unceremoniously squeezed.

Feng An'an walked into the staff bathroom, but as soon as she walked in, she heard a low conversation coming from inside. An An looked back and forth, left and right, and didn't find anyone, so she smiled clearly, it turned out to be the gossip about the wall when she was squatting! An An took a haircut in the mirror, and when she was about to step inside, the content of the gossip on the wall made her stop.