Three months later, Haishi.
In the corner of the office, Gu Xijun stood in front of the photocopier, mechanically repeating the action of putting paper and pressing buttons.
Over the years, turtles have become unpopular, and they are just fighting for their fathers. Gu Xijun had just graduated and had no experience, and it took more than a month to get a position in Yinuo Advertising Company. On the surface, she is a design assistant, but she is actually a tea girl.
Some people say that a great woman can afford a famous brand and can afford to wear a stall; can afford to eat a full banquet of the Han Dynasty, and can also get used to the spicy tang on the roadside.
Taking off her glamorous brand, she is just an ordinary young woman, running around in the bustling city for life. I will complain, I will be confused, and I will be depressed, but I have never regretted it.
Xiao Gu, the manager is looking for you. Xiao Zhao of the design department hurriedly walked over and called Gu Xijun.
She hurriedly sorted out the design draft in her hand and responded with a smile: Okay.
In the manager's office, Liang Hang was sitting in front of the computer screen pondering, his face was tired, it seemed that he had stayed up all night last night.
The door was open, Gu Xijun knocked a few times and didn't respond, and walked in. Manager Liang, looking for me?
Liang Hang raised his head and squeezed out a smiling face, and greeted: The information has been copied? Have a seat.
Gu Xijun was recruited into the company by Liang Hang, and when she saw her for the first time, she felt amazing. It's not all because of her appearance and temperament, but because I saw her on-site exam work during the interview: a hand-drawn drawing.
Gu Xijun's drawings have clear lines, but the color matching is just right, and there is a strong contrast, which is very eye-catching. As a result, Liang Hang strives to take her under his tutelage, hoping to cultivate her in the direction of hand-drawn design, which has become popular in recent years.
The proposal was prepared and the draft was checked three times. Gu Xijun pulled over the chair and sat down, a simple white shirt and black trousers made her look quiet and capable.
Get ready, and follow me to Qifan for a meeting in half an hour. Liang Hang took a sip of the cold coffee, and the bitter taste made him regain a little refreshment. After thinking about it, he added: Secretary Wang took a day off for gastroenteritis, and other colleagues were busy with the design.
Gu Xijun replied briskly: Okay.
Looking at the thin back of the departing, Liang Hang's mood suddenly relaxed. It's been almost two months since he joined the company, and Gu Xijun has never said much, repeating the work quietly every day, and his faint smile seems to be indisputable.
But the quiet smile on his face seemed to be missing something, and it made people feel the urge to know more.
Qifan Conference Room.
The huge conference room was filled with advertising companies that came to bid, and Qifan was involved in a wide range of fields, from the jewelry industry to building materials and medical equipment, occupying almost a quarter of the economic lifeline of the market.
Liang Hang yawned, and his mood became inexplicably nervous. As we all know, if we can win Qifan's advertising business, the performance in the second half of the year and even next year will not be a problem. But with so many competitors, it's not easy to stand out.
Ding Hui, director of Qifan's planning department, is introducing the new products of Qifan's jewelry chain in the second half of the year. After the introduction, she asked competing advertisers to present the first drafts of their ideas on the projector one by one.
Gu Xijun sat next to Liang Hang, intently admiring the picture on the projection screen, occasionally showing a few light smiles.
I heard that Qifan's general manager may come over later. Liang Fan lowered his voice and said to the woman next to him that his requirements were very demanding, and many excellent advertising companies had been killed during the primary election.
Gu Xijun glanced around the conference room, and almost all the people in the audience looked solemn except for her. It's not her to blame, she's just a small role that has been in the company for two months and comes to make up the numbers because her colleagues are not available.
In fact, just try your best to do your own design, and leave the rest to fate. Gu Xijun whispered.
The introductory speech was in full swing, and Ding Hui, who was sitting at the end of the conference table, suddenly stood up, and shouted respectfully in the direction of the gate: Mr. Cheng!