||After the meeting, Murphy returned to the office, full of anticipation when he thought about the upcoming training. [Ran^Text^Library] []

For Mo Feilai, this is really great news, these days, although with Yan Wei's help, however, she still accumulates a lot of questions, if you can ask these successful seniors face to face, it would be great!

So, she took out her usual notes and rearranged them to see what the problems were......

The first day of teaching was Mr. bu from Taiwan's Delta Advertising, whose full name in Chinese is "Bu Tong".

Murphy thought the name was weird. But there is nothing strange about him, a high-end dark striped suit, with a blue silk tie, a thin face, slender eyes, like the peach blossom eyes in the legend, those eyes are usually nothing special, only the inadvertent flash of essence in the eyes reveals his wisdom.

"Creativity is divided into three categories: concept, idea, and material. It's hard to develop new ideas, and most of the ads nowadays just change the material. But the real bigidea is such a concept,......"

At this point, Bu Tong set his sights into the distance, as if that bigidea was the goal he followed.

There is a 10-minute break in the middle of the class at 2 o'clock.

At this time, everyone was relaxed and casually talking, and some people got up to go to the bathroom. Murphy got up and brought some water and snacks like potato chips and chocolate chips to give everyone some energy.

Bu Tong stood up and walked out, and when he walked to the door, he glanced at Mo Fei meaningfully.

Mo Fei's heart moved, could it be that Mr. Bu Tong had something to look for her?

She hesitantly followed.

Outside the door, Bu Tong stood at the end of the hallway, his hands on his chest.

"Mr. Bu Tong, do you need my help?" Bu Tong turned around and gave her a casual look, "Is there a smoking room?" ”

So that's it! "Come with me,"

Mo Fei took Bu Tong to the reception room of the customer service department on the 5th floor.

He sat down on the couch, "snapped" open the cigarette case, and skillfully picked up a cigarette with his bony fingers and put it in his mouth. The cigarette case was casually thrown on the table, and the match was picked up, lit it, and the flame was pulsed to the cigarette in his mouth, and soon the green smoke rose. His face was blurred for a moment under the smoke.

Get up, the men around Mo Fei generally don't smoke, but when she was studying advertising, she often saw the case of Marlboro cigarette advertisements, and she once fantasized about the romance and passion of riding a horse with the western cowboys......

Just as Mo Fei was standing there, thinking about it, Bu Tong suddenly raised his head and looked at each other, Mo Fei smiled apologetically and withdrew. When she came out of the reception room and got on the elevator, she lowered her head and sniffed, and her body seemed to be tainted with the smell of tobacco - just a little bit if there was nothing in it, I am afraid that it was a haunt in her heart!

When Bu Tong continued to lecture, everyone prepared a lot of questions and discussed them with him, his words were very charming and infectious, but he cleared his throat a few times in the middle, as if his throat was a little uncomfortable. The next day, he told everyone a lot of cases, and during the break, Mo Fei saw that he went out alone, probably smoking, and when it was time to give another lecture, he began to clear his throat again

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