019 is gone

Hwang In-sung is the president of Shinhan Advertising, but there is no president's office in the office building, and he often participates in the management of the creative department as an 'Executive Creative Director', or 'ECD', according to the interpretation of 'contemporary advertising', which is the executive creative director, and the office is on the third floor of Lim Weiran's office, not far from his office area.

There is no secretary at the door of the office, no one just needs to knock on the door, after meeting with the Shinhan advertiser at the roadside stall, Lin Weiran's deepest impression is that he does not put on a show, looking at the current situation, he seems to be going to do it to the extreme.

Pushing open the door, a burst of dynamic music entered his ears, and Lin Weiran instinctively heard the sound, only to see a concert playing in the forty-inch plasma screen hanging on the wall.

"It was 'DreamConcert,' the annual big concert in Seoul." Huang Rencheng raised his head and said, seeing Lin Weiran's ignorant face, he then smiled, "You don't know what to do?" Also, you're just getting started in the advertising industry beyond reporting, and that's not something you can blame. ”

He stood up behind his desk, walked to the screen and faced Lin Weiran, crossed his arms and looked at the screen and said: "'DreamConcert' is now the most influential public concert in South Korea. It's like a party, making the first project from six years ago to the second largest advertising agency in South Korea today, and the net profit of nearly $10 million a year comes from the right to host a concert, can you believe it? ”

Lin Weiran blinked, obviously not understanding the situation at this time, he coughed lightly, and said embarrassedly: "It's really unimaginable." ”

"I'd rather you say it's a wonderful story, a choice made six years ago that laid the foundation for today's glory, and learning about some history will always reveal something thrilling." Huang Rencheng said with a smile, he stared at Lin Weiran with interested eyes, as if he didn't know that his eyes like this would make any normal man hairy, "Don't you want to lay the foundation for glory in a few years because of a choice now?" ”

Lin Weiran forcibly endured the coolness behind her back, and just smiled awkwardly.

Saying that this is an office inevitably carries too much subjective impression, Lin Weiran has a easel on his right, the works on it have just been half-completed, directly opposite the creative materials that are covered except for the window, there is a huge bookcase behind the desk, and next to it is a blackboard with a plastic texture. Could this be the fox den of the 'yellow fox' in the mouth of Guoda Hua? It looks more like a place for weirdos to create.

"Tell me, why did you come to me today?"

Huang Rencheng returned to his desk and sat down, putting aside the work he had just done. Seeing him crossing his hands and listening carefully, Lin Weiran suddenly couldn't open his mouth.

Seeing that he wanted to speak and stopped, Huang Rencheng smiled and said: "I have always thought that you are a determined young man, but now it is better and more humane." He picked up another document on the table and put it in front of Lin Weiran, and continued, "This is the new project you will be responsible for next, no longer a public service advertisement for those who hone new talents, but a real case, the creative department will give you support, if you do well, you can officially work here, and I will help you get it done by Chaoya Investment." ”

Be an ordinary person, earn a lot of money, work 9 to 5, no longer have to face those obscure secrets, no longer have to tremble to leave. Seeing Huang Rencheng treat him like this, maybe this job still has a lot of potential for development. Lin Weiran has never been able to figure out why the superheroes in Hollywood blockbusters are always so yearning for the lives of ordinary people, and before coming to South Korea, he only regarded it as a bloody means for screenwriters to show humanity and build a dramatic climax. After coming to South Korea, he realized that the words "those who can work more" and "work harder" are really cause and effect. …,

"I don't think I'm a good fit for advertising, and I'm not here to talk to you about a project." Lin Weiran opened the briefcase as she spoke, and handed the copy over from the table.

Huang Rencheng smiled even when he was explicitly rejected, he said, 'Don't be so arbitrary, no one can say who is suitable for what', but the moment he saw the copy, the smile on his face instantly stiffened.

He turned off the stereo, looked down at the material, and asked in a calm tone, "You really want to join our circle completely." Right? ”

Lin Weiran said calmly: "I just think it's better to check the things on the accounts, after all, it's not a small amount." ”

Huang Rencheng raised his head and looked at Lin Weiran seriously, just two meetings were not enough to make him appreciate the young man in front of him, he didn't have a pair of wisdom that could distinguish a peerless genius, and he was not a hermit master who wanted to find a disciple to inherit the mantle. He could see the almost stubborn seriousness in Lin Weiran's eyes, which was rare among the countless young people he had seen that could impress him.

He straightened his face and asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

Lin Weiran still replied flatly: "I want to find out what went wrong, and then solve the problem." ”

"It's easy." He directly picked up the phone and dialed the internal line, and said in a serious tone, "It's the same as calling Minister Fang to come to my office, and besides, he has a staff member surnamed Jin who tells him that he doesn't have to come to work tomorrow." ”

Hwang In-sung, who didn't have the president at all a second ago, and it can even be said that he didn't have any majesty, suddenly changed and became the speaker of Shinhan Advertising. The speed of the change did not shock Lin Weiran, because he had seen Guoda Hua on his honeymoon with a roommate from Chongqing, and he was given a ticket back to China on the back foot. Some things only need to be experienced once, and then faced, it is not so surprising.

The silence in the office didn't end until Fang Zhihe walked into the office with an anxious face, and when he saw Lin Weiran, the anxiety on his face immediately turned into consternation, as if the birthday gift he received when he was five years old was not a game console but a Barbie doll, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Now, what do you want to do?" Huang Rencheng opened his mouth and asked, not to the other party Zhihe, but to Lin Weiran.

Once the-for-tat situation is formed, it will be difficult to get out, Lin Weiran stood up, picked up the copy on the table and faced Fang Zhihe and said: "Minister Fang, this evidence that you used the exchange rate issue to make profits in international trade operations has been submitted to Chaoya Investment and President Huang, according to the feedback I received this morning, in fact, you have been carrying out similar operations before I submitted the proposal, and the company now needs you to explain, I hope your reply will satisfy Chaoya Investment and President Huang." ”

This sudden attack made Fang Zhihe swallow with difficulty, and his face became more and more pale as Lin Weiran's formulaic declaration grew. That businesslike tone made him clench his fists, and if it wasn't revenge, he would never believe it.

Fang Zhihe pretended to be calm and said: "Those reports are fake, they are all copies......"

Lin Weiran interrupted coldly: "The receipt faxed back by the Chinese side cannot be fake, this receipt is now on President Huang's desk, and another copy should also be pending review in the investment department of Chaoya Investment." Now the matter can be handled in a low-key manner, but if it is really necessary to verify the authenticity, I think it will eventually go to legal proceedings. ”

Fang Zhihyuk stared at Lin Weiran with wide eyes, he didn't think that one day this kid would wait for an opportunity to fight back, he just felt that the special status of Xinhan advertising could make him have no worries. In fact, Lin Weiran's nearly a month of dormancy did make him relax his vigilance, and the Chinese's powerlessness in the face of his own difficulties even made him enjoy the joy of being in a high position for a while. …,

"Society, president......" he stammered, the seriousness of the matter is self-evident.

Huang Rencheng raised a hand, signaling that he didn't need to say any more, and turned to Lin Weiran: "It's none of your business here." ”

Lin Weiran nodded slightly and steadily withdrew from the door, the door had just closed, Fang Zhihe seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, he walked quickly to the desk, his feet were unstable and his figure was slightly staggering, his head was sweating like rain, and his tone was mixed with pleading: "Brother......"

Huang Rencheng closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to see his embarrassed appearance.

"I know that you are using the exchange rate to make a little money, I thought that after Lin Weiran entered the company, you could be more restrained, but I didn't expect that just a week ago, you actually borrowed the name of the company to give you a personal tax return! And it's through a small clerk who has just been in for two years! ”

Huang Rencheng sighed, his face was full of anger, he opened his eyes and looked at Fang Zhihe, who had been with him for nearly ten years, and said softly: "I don't blame you for not knowing the situation of Ludao Company, but if this matter is reported, you will go to court." ”

As soon as Huang Rencheng's words fell, Fang Zhihe's feet went soft and he almost fell to the ground.

From the beginning of the man surnamed Jin in the finance department to sort out his personal belongings, the news spread in the company, and Fang Zhihe, who is also the head of finance and administration, walked into his office accompanied by a security guard, and threw a heavyweight bomb into the company. The high-level turmoil that had been completely silent before made everyone who saw this cruel result tremble, and the staff who opened a bet on when Lin Weiran would leave a few days ago had to focus their puzzled eyes on this unusually low-key newcomer.

Fang Zhihe left, and the man surnamed Jin, who had a hot fight with him before, was affected by Chiyu, and these two people have only been involved with Lin Weiran recently.

When the company employees learned that he went directly to work without submitting resumes, interviews and other links, the term "parachute" that never fell on Lin Weiran's head became synonymous with him.

The finance department in charge of Fang Zhihe was completely shrouded in an eerie silence at the moment, the appearance of the man surnamed Jin packing his luggage alone looked embarrassed and pitiful, and the curly-haired woman who usually fought with him was sitting in her place at the moment, as if nothing had happened around her.

Everyone's eyes occasionally swept over the man surnamed Jin, but in the end, they all fell on Lin Weiran who was standing by the wall. He crossed his arms and looked calm, as if he were watching from the sidelines. The colleagues who thought they would hear the cynicism faced disappointment again, and Lin Weiran didn't say a word until the man surnamed Jin finished packing up his things. Just when the man surnamed Jin walked to the door with the box in his arms, Lin Weiran made a move.

"Senior, I'll help you get it."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Weiran had already helped the man surnamed Jin lift the computer bag, and the man surnamed Jin looked at Lin Weiran with a puzzled face, but he didn't expect that the face facing him was still full of calm.

The two went out, and the employees in the office looked at each other, because Lin Weiran still maintained an eerie silence here, as if as long as they talked about him, they would be notified that they would not have to come to work tomorrow.

got on the elevator, and the two didn't talk a word along the way. The man surnamed Jin occasionally secretly looked at Lin Weiran's face, but he never found any schadenfreude. The cynicism he thought he would face was gone, and Lin Weiran seemed to be really just here to help him carry his luggage, and he didn't have the intention of beating the water dog at all.

Out of the company's gate, Lin Weiran handed back the computer bag to the man surnamed Jin, bowed slightly, turned around and walked back.

Back in the hall, Lin Weiran was not in a hurry to go upstairs, he stood in a corner of the hall and waited quietly, it didn't take long, sure enough, he saw Fang Zhihe walking out of the elevator accompanied by two security guards, and his embarrassed appearance seemed to make him a little shorter in height, and he couldn't afford to be the four words in Guodahua's mouth.

Quietly watching Fang Zhihe walk out of the company's gate, Lin Weiran couldn't help but ask himself, where does he have to go so that he can not be called like this, come and go as soon as he is called?