4. If there are conditions, you must go up, and if you have no conditions, you must face difficulties

Jiang Yi had a very fulfilling weekend as usual, writing the manuscript of his official account, translating two foreign media articles part-time, and going to the hospital. By the end of the week, she had only a fraction of her salary card left.

Her pockets were empty, and she was naturally in a bad mood. Jiang Yi lay down on the single bed, and out of the corner of his eye was the two JimmyChoo shoeboxes on the cabinet that were stacked together.

Jiang Yi scored ninety-nine points on his Friday night watch, one point less because he was afraid of his pride. In the face of JimmyChoo, she didn't bend her waist, and she flirted just right, so decently that she was moved. The result? Zhao Zheng accompanied her to the neighborhood of her home, and she didn't even say that she wanted to add it to WeChat when they were separated.

Forget it, Jiang Yi insisted on not accepting those two pairs of shoes in the end. It's really not that she is upright and sticks to her principles, but that she wants to stay with him to give him a thought, and let her have a voice for herself. Anyway, when she went out on Saturday, she was stopped by the guard uncle: "You are Jiang Yi." Someone left something for you. "She looked, hey, he left his shoes here.

It really hit a steel plate solidly.

Jiang Yi rolled on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. She's not someone to get discouraged so easily.

There is an old saying: "If there are conditions, you must go up, and if you don't have conditions, you must also go up if you don't have conditions." In any way, this sentence is Jiang Yi's creed.

Since she was born in hard mode, she has to fight for her self-worth. Some people say that she is competitive, but she is too happy, and it seems that there are people in the world who are willing to lose.

Opening the shoebox, Jiang Yi took out his high heels and smiled. He gave her two pairs of good gear.

This kind of thing is not in a hurry.

In the heavy rain on Monday, Jiang arrived at the company in full gear with a pair of shoes and raincoats, and she would have several sets of clothes and shoes and bags in the office in case of emergency. There is a morning meeting every Monday, and Jiang Yi always arrives half an hour early to sort out the tasks for the next week and arrange them according to priority. As soon as she sat down that day, she was caught by the director and said that she was going to Beijing on a business trip tomorrow, and she had a customer to meet, and she happened to meet with a few major fashion media in Beijing.

Fly at 9 o'clock in the morning, stay in Beijing for one night, and come back at 9 o'clock the next day. Such short-distance business trips are commonplace for Jiang Yi. In the first two years, the body will protest, and occasionally there will be dizziness and cold. In the past two years, I have cultivated the skill of "let's go", and the plane is a taxi.

This rhythm of life makes it difficult for Jiang Yi to maintain a stable relationship, and of course, Jiang Yi didn't really want to tie himself up. The relationship is two people, and it is inevitable to give in to each other and spend a lot of time. Jiang Yi didn't have time.

There is a great price to pay for being distracted.

And Jiang Yi even felt redundant to explain what public relations was with a person with unrelated interests.

In the real urban area of Beijing, in fact, it is only a day and a night. After meeting with the client, drive to the café, have an all-you-can-drink coffee with the media, and then have dinner with another media. After dinner, go back to the hotel and turn on the computer to deal with daily mail. The next day was another round of coffee meetings during the day and into the evening.

If you want to talk about anything with the media, it is nothing more than what the editorial content will be in the future and what opportunities for cooperation there are. Mix a familiar face, so that in the future, there will be a suitable magazine topic to consider your own brand. To put it simply, it's about building relationships. But how real is this line of work? Most of them are just mutual needs, and there are only a few who really have deep friendships.

There are thousands of brands that want to gain a foothold in the mainland, and a magazine must first take care of advertisers. Many customers of Party A have the thinking of Party A, feel that their brand is the most amazing, and the new series they have launched is the most unique and beautiful, how can the media not like it? If the media doesn't give the page, it means that you have a problem. As Party B, when he heard this argument, he smiled on the surface, and looked like everything the customer said was right, and he could roll his eyes to the Tianling cover when he turned his back. Don't advertise or do activities, just based on the content, a single product recommendation or a message is enough to look at you, and you want a large layout, unless the angle content is really unique enough, otherwise, hehe.

In short, side A and side B have their own difficulties. Therefore, it is an important job of public relations to put all aspects in place, establish a positive brand image, and make the media brand happy and happy.

When he came back from a business trip, the plane at Beijing Airport was delayed, and Jiang returned to the apartment at one or two o'clock.

The wooden staircase creaked and the sound of the wooden stairs was clearer at night, and she carried her travel bag and had to go upstairs half-sideways. At night, this building is too clean to speak.

Put down the bag, take out the dirty clothes and throw them in the washing machine, and put away the clean clothes. Remove makeup in a small bathroom, take a shower, and blow your hair. Although the place is small, Jiang Yi keeps it very clean, and he will definitely find time to clean the corners and corners every week. She tidied up her room with the rigor of the schedule. In a place like Shanghai, where every inch of land is valuable, it is a sin to waste a square meter.

Before going to bed, Jiang Yi opened the circle of friends, gave a circle of likes to the media teachers and customers, replied to the comments he posted about the Beijing trip during the day, and turned off the lights to sleep.

By standard, Jiang Yi has been a long-term lack of sleep, sleeping up to six hours a day. She couldn't remember what it was like to sleep in.

On this day, too, she went to bed at three o'clock, and she got up at six o'clock and went for a morning run.

The plane had stopped the night before the rain, and the city that had been washed for a few days was much fresher and fresher. Grandparents who wake up early are already washing downstairs, aunts in pajamas are stretching by the window, and students in class are whizzing past in school uniforms and ringing bicycle bells

Jiang Yi ran all the way, there were more and more pedestrians on the road, and the city woke up with the rising sun.

Turn from Nanjing West Road to Yuyuan Road, run all the way, 4 kilometers, to Zhongshan Park. Jiang Yi often eats breakfast there, with a rich choice, and can eat for a month without repeating the same.

Her favorite is a wonton shop on the corner. The store is about ten square meters, and it is the kind of husband and wife shop you can often see on the small road in Shanghai. The owner of this shop is a local, the owner orders wontons, and the proprietress takes the table. It is said that the store has been open for more than ten years, and the owner's Mandarin is still very poor, mixed with a thick Shanghai accent.

Jiang Yi doesn't speak Shanghainese, but he shuttles a lot through the streets, so he can naturally understand a lot. In short, every time she came to this store, she could hear the proprietress blaming the boss in Shanghainese, and the boss did not show weakness in replying, coming and going, making this small place more lively. This kind of quarrel seems to dislike each other, but it is more like a kind of feeling that is ashamed to express, and it has to be expressed by conflict.

Of course, Jiang Yi didn't like it here to watch the quarrel. The boss's wontons are cheap and delicious, and the filling is not stingy at all.

There was an iron pot on the side of the cauldron, and there were several steel banknotes in it, and Jiang put a certain amount of change in it, and said, "Boss, a bowl of small wontons." ”

"Okay, sit down. Nong (you) have been here for a while. ”

"Well, it's busy." As soon as Jiang finished speaking, she was about to step in when someone patted her on the shoulder behind her.

"Early."

Jiang Yi turned his head, his eyes raised, and his pupils dilated: "Why are you here?" ”

Zhao Zheng was dressed in sportswear and brought half of the earphones, at this time he took off the other earphone and put it in his pocket.

"It's supposed to be the same as you, morning jog."

Jiang Yi can't say that he is not surprised, he has become a living person! It's just that there is such a coincidence in this world? Two chance encounters in seven days?

"Do you live nearby?"

"At Changle Road, Zhenning Road."

"That's not close."

"It's fine."

"You two, what do you have to say? Cutting (no) is going to stand in the way of my shop. The boss waved at the two of them and drove them in.

"I'm sorry." The two of them hurriedly apologized.

Jiang Yi sat down at the vacant seat in front of the store and asked Zhao Zheng, who followed up, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

"Nope. What's better here? ”

"Wontons. Stuffed meat? I'm in for a treat. ”

"I have change."

Zhao Zheng was about to dig out his pocket as he spoke, but Jiang Yi stopped him: "JimmyChoo doesn't follow me, and wonton won't let me ask for it, then you really look down on me." ”

Zhao Zheng immediately stopped his movements: "Then you choose, I'll eat them all." ”

Jiang Yimei got up with a smile, returned to the boss, and put a banknote in.

"Boss, give me another bowl of big wontons with shepherd's cabbage and meat filling."

The boss looked at her, and then looked in the direction where Zhao Zheng was sitting: "The young man is quite handsome." ”

Jiang smiled: "I think too." ”

"You look like a good match. Can Vaguna (but how) call you to pay? ”

Jiang Yile was happy, she said: "Because he is the little white face I raised." ”

"Sprinkle (what)? Oh, you young people can't do it. ”

Jiang Yi didn't say anything more and returned to his seat. Zhao Zheng curled up on his long legs, reluctantly sat on the stool, pulled out two paper towels, and then took out disposable chopsticks and spoons from the jar and put them on the paper towels, one set in front of Jiang Yi's eyes, and the other set in front of himself completely facing him. Jiang tilted his head to watch him do this series of actions, and he couldn't hold back his smile.

"What's wrong?" He asked, not understanding what she was happy about.

"No, I'm glad to meet someone in this place." Jiang Yi lowered his eyes and restrained his smile.

"Indeed, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Say, why haven't we met before? Since they are all running in this area. ”

"I'm not eye-catching enough, it's normal that you didn't notice me."

"What do you mean, you've noticed me before?" Jiang Yi approached him and asked.

Zhao Zheng's expression was stunned, and there was silence for three seconds.

"Little ravioli. Large ravioli. The boss carried two smoking bowls, one large and one small, across between them.

Zhao Zheng said thank you. The boss stared at him, looked up and down, sighed, shook his head and left.

Seeing Zhao Zheng's uncertain face, Jiang Yi was overjoyed, and even laughed.

Zhao Zheng looked at her coldly: "What did you say to the boss when you bought wontons?" ”

Jiang Yi shook his head: "I didn't say anything." Eat fast, eat fast! Don't be cold! ”