"I'm really curious, what have you been doing these days, suddenly becoming so rich, buying a house and opening a company!"

On a huge floor, there are only a few small areas that are slightly isolated, and in the office of the original owner, Ye Zixin looked at Lin Ruofeng very curiously. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Remember the web novel I wrote?"

Lin Ruofeng smiled. "I have received the manuscript fee in the past few months, and the Chinese Language and Culture Agency has been serializing my "Notes on Tomb Robbery", so I can have the money to start a company!"

Ye Zixin said: "You are a novelwriter, and you actually open an advertising company, don't you think, don't you think it's very surprising?"

According to Ye Zixin's idea, Lin Ruofeng should at least run a literary club, or an online novel website, a company related to writing, but unexpectedly, Lin Ruofeng opened an advertising company with a difference of 108,000 miles.

"Writing is just my hobby!"

Lin Ruofeng shrugged his shoulders, when he started, it was easier to write online novels, or go to the literary club to serialize novels. Now relying on the manuscript fee earned from writing novels, he is fully capable of doing other things! And the advertising company he does is not just an advertising plan, Lin Ruofeng wants to accommodate songs, cross talk, sketches, variety shows, design and other aspects into the company's business, creating a multi-functional advertising company, not just like advertising on TV.

"Oh, by the way, would you like to start a business with me?"

Ye Zixin was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Okay!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Zixin agreed so readily, which made Lin Ruofeng a little surprised, but looking at her appearance, it was probably a joke, and she began to clean up the office area. Fortunately, the place planned by the original owner can still be used and does not need to be modified much.

Soon, Lin Ruofeng and Ye Zixin went to register a company, called Golden Idea Advertising Company!

The company has just started, and Lin Ruofeng can't just go to Jiangnan University to recruit people, the only way is to beat the company's reputation.

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"Modify, modify, modify, modify! This group of old men understand sketches?"

An old man in his fifties, wearing an old-fashioned black liberation cap, walked out of the Jiangnan studio angrily. Behind him, a woman dressed like a girl from a mountain village hurriedly followed.

"Grandpa, don't be angry!" the woman advised. "It's not the first time we've been in this situation!"

The old man snorted coldly and said: "I've been on the Spring Festival Gala for ten years, and I come to this trick every year, and I review it again and again, and it's not funny to review it a few times in funny things!"

The woman is also very helpless, as a frequent visitor to the Jiangnan Spring Festival Gala, a lot of things will be deleted every year when the sketch is reviewed, and these things are basically the essence of the sketch. However, the sketch is reviewed today, the review tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow is another review, everyone's preferences are different, the taste is different, whether to change it is a problem, how to change it is another problem! In this way, it is undoubtedly the greatest irony for the main creator of the sketch, because there is no way to adapt to it.

And the old man is even more angry that there are many funny things in the sketch, after a series of reviews, re-examinations, and re-examinations, they are becoming more and more uninteresting, which is completely against the wishes of the sketch and himself.

"It's a big deal, I'm not going to participate in the Spring Festival Gala!" the old man said angrily, this time the book was "killed" by this group of censors!

"Grandpa, talk angrily again!"

The woman was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and she looked very cute, holding the old man's arm, the grandparents and grandchildren walked all the way, and the woman kept comforting the old man.

"I really can't help it, what do you say those guys know? Do you know what art is? If you change it according to them, it's better to let them go up and talk about politics!" The more the old man thinks about it, the more angry he becomes, it's not his character to swallow his anger, but the Spring Festival Gala is a pursuit, not to mention that this year he still wants to push his granddaughter, but he didn't expect that the book would be "killed".

Suddenly, the old man glanced at it, and on the way home, he actually opened a new company, which is normal here, but the name of the company made him stunned.

"What a big breath!"

Originally, the old man had nowhere to vent his anger, and looked at this arrogant advertising company called "golden idea", and immediately went towards it.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

"I'd like to see what this company is capable of, and it boasts of golden ideas!" The old man walked into the door of the advertising agency, but found that it was empty. "It's still called a golden idea advertisement? I'm really not afraid to laugh off my big teeth!"

The old man continued walking, and at last he saw someone, a young man, talking and laughing with a young and beautiful woman. The old man frowned, and the words "not doing business" immediately popped up in his mind, opening a company, and actually picking up girls, and now the younger generation is so virtuous?

"Ahem!"

The old man coughed vigorously twice.

A man and a woman in front of him immediately came to their senses, and a young man walked over. "Old man, what is the problem with your store?"

"I'm not a shop!" the old man said coldly, looking at the man in front of him, his heart is good, but it's a pity that his virtue is not good!

"Didn't you open a store?"

Lin Ruofeng was stunned. "And who are you?"

"Isn't your company a golden idea? Why? If you don't open a store, you can't come up with an idea?" the old man sneered.

"It's not!" Lin Ruofeng shook his head, helping Li Xing, Wu Changhe and others before, that question had long become a habit. "Then may I ask the old man, what difficulties do you have? As long as we are in our business, you will be satisfied!"

"Heh, the tone is quite big!" said the old man coldly. "Can you help me?"

Lin Ruofeng frowned, this old man's anger is quite big, but looking at the girl who looks Loli next to him, it doesn't seem like he's here to find fault.

"What's wrong?"

At this time, Ye Zixin walked over slowly, and after asking a question, his eyes fell on the old man, and after looking at it carefully, he exclaimed. "You are Teacher Zhao Benhe?"

"Zhao Benhe?"

When Lin Ruofeng heard this, he was stunned. "Is that Zhao Benhe who acted in a sketch?"

Obediently, isn't this the big bowl of the Spring Festival Gala? Although it is not the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, it is also a frequent visitor to the local Jiangnan Spring Festival Gala, and has been on the Spring Festival Gala for ten consecutive years, and almost many of the people in Jiangnan have grown up watching his sketches, and they are deeply liked by the people.

Unexpectedly, some wind blew the big Buddha over, but it seemed that he was in a bad mood.

"I'm Zhao Benhe, a young man, you have to count when you speak, the old man can't see a person who can't speak wildly!" Zhao Benhe said with a smile.

"That's natural, I don't know what kind of suffering Mr. Zhao has?" Lin Ruofeng nodded with a wry smile, and then thought that maybe he could use this big Buddha to help the company earn some fame!

Hearing this, Zhao Benhe said that the Spring Festival Gala was reviewed and the book was killed. "How's that? Can you help?"

When Lin Ruofeng heard this, he was stunned and said, "You always want to vent?"

Zhao Benhe glanced at Lin Ruofeng in surprise, and said in his heart, good boy, this is all visible to you. "What's the anger, the old man's book has been killed, the Spring Festival Gala is approaching, I can't pass the review, and I can't go to the Spring Festival Gala at all!"

Seeing it like this, Zhao Benhe still thought about the Spring Festival Gala in his heart, but when he thought that the book was killed, he couldn't swallow this breath in his heart.

"With Mr. Zhao's ability, it's not difficult to change the book to the Spring Festival Gala, right?" Ye Zixin said beside him.

Zhao Benhe just smiled, and his eyes fell on Lin Ruofeng.

Seeing this, Lin Ruofeng touched his chin, Zhao Benhe wanted to go to the Spring Festival Gala, but he couldn't swallow that breath, if he didn't solve these two problems at the same time, this old man might not be able to deal with it so badly.

After thinking about it, Lin Ruofeng laughed and said, "That's it, I'll write the book!"