Everyone's eyes looked behind them and saw a man in a silver-gray suit, who had been present at the door at some point.
The man was about thirty years old, with a sturdy build and a deep eye. A polite smile appeared on his well-defined face, and he waved his hand and said, "You go on, I'll take a look at it at will."
Ding Hui breathed a sigh of relief and motioned to the advertisers present to continue the demonstration. For Qifan, the general manager with a mysterious identity, since he joined the company a year ago, his vigorous and resolute style of doing things has made all employees fearful.
Cheng Zihao stood for a while, and finally walked over to the remaining vacant seat at the conference table, just sitting opposite Gu Xijun.
Gu Xijun kept looking down at the plan in his hand, and did not look around because of Cheng Zihao's appearance. The tail of the colored pencil was bitten at the corner of her mouth, and she carefully read Qifan's new product introduction book.
Unfortunately, this man's aura is too strong, so that she has always had the illusion of being stared at. Raising her head slightly, she met Cheng Zihao's resolute side face, and couldn't help but feel a trace of inexplicable feelings in her heart.
Why is this man a little familiar? When she saw each other for the first time, Gu Xijun's heart felt like she had missed a beat, and every time she had a bad premonition, she had this strange feeling.
She rubbed her temples, her mind racing, but she couldn't remember where she had seen the man.
Maybe people are similar. She said to herself in her heart, but the faint tension in her heart lingered. Taking a deep breath, she steadied herself and quickly returned to the paper in her hand.
Cheng Zihao's focused eyes fell on the projection screen, occasionally frowning, but he never made a sound.
After all the advertisers finished the demonstration, Ding Hui naturally turned to look at Cheng Zihao, who was sitting at the end of the conference table, and asked worriedly: Mr. Cheng, do you have any views on the company's jewelry series advertisements in the second half of the year?
The frowning brows finally eased a little, Cheng Zihao's bony fingers curled slightly, and rhythmically knocked on the smooth tabletop, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.
Gu Xijun's gaze left the document in his hand, and he couldn't help but look in the direction of Cheng Zihao, and found that the corners of his lips hooked up a smile, as if he was sneering.
The advertising is all luxurious and beautiful, but unfortunately, it is not suitable for our products.
As soon as the words fell, the audience was in an uproar. The advertisers present exchanged their heads and seemed to be stunned by Cheng's remarks.
Mr. Cheng, but all the best advertising companies in the city... Ding Hui was also stunned because of Cheng Zihao's remarks, and her heart was cold to the freezing point.
Cheng Zihao got up from his seat, buttoned the suit elegantly, and said lightly: It is the most suitable advertisement that can move the guests.
It is rumored that General Manager Qifan is known for being strict and picky, and what he saw today is indeed worthy of his reputation. Gu Xijun pursed his lips and pondered, but found that the other party's gaze swept over his body, and finally landed on Ding Hui's body.
If you don't have a plan that catches my eye after three days, try to contact some multinational creative design companies to avoid wasting your time.
Ding Hui's face had already turned pale, so she had to nod and respond: Okay, I'll hurry up and do it.
Heavy footsteps sounded, and Cheng Zihao strode out of the door, leaving everyone stunned.