Because of his friendship with Ding Hui, Liang Hang always got the direction of Qifan's new customers at the first time, and then adjusted his plan, and soon became one of the only two remaining advertisers who passed the primary selection.
Because of the revision and negotiation of the advertising design, Liang Hang and Gu Xijun have been in and out of Qifan frequently, and some bad rumors have gradually been discussed in the office.
It is rumored that Gu Xijun's design plan is naïve and loose, but Liang Hang took a fancy to her young beauty and praised her for the position. Even an important customer like Qifan is interested in taking her to learn and understand.
In the face of these gossips, Gu Xijun always laughed away. The design assistant of the advertising agency is only a small part of her life plan. After accumulating a certain amount of experience and money, she will continue to follow in her footsteps and set up her own studio.
has been in and out of Qifan many times, and Gu Xijun will inevitably meet Cheng Zihao often. But fortunately, he really seems to have forgotten himself, and every greeting is as light as a gentleman's friend.
Today is the last day of September, and the autumn sun is still shining. In the spacious conference room, Cheng Zihao was late, sitting in the chief position to carefully review the plan that had been revised many times.
Cheng Zihao only wore a light gray shirt today, and the dark blue tie was meticulously attached to his strong chest muscles. The sunlight made his well-defined side face soft and quiet, and it took a full fifteen minutes to compare before putting down the design draft, his eyes swept over the faces of everyone present, and he said lightly.
The design of Yuanyi is more in line with Qifan's style.
In a word, tens of millions of advertising costs are the final word.
After nearly two months of hard work, it was in vain. When Liang Hang and Gu Xijun walked out of the elevator in the underground garage together, they were very depressed.
Gu Xijun wanted to comfort him, but found that he was speechless. As the daughter of the Gu family, she has always been praised by everyone around her like the stars holding the moon, so this feeling of defeat is like a fishbone stuck in her throat, and she is at a loss for a while.
The most unfortunate thing is that when they sat in the car, the depressed Liang Hang couldn't start the car no matter what. He slapped the steering wheel in a violent mood, and his tone was full of loss: Xiao Gu, if you are in a hurry, you can go first, and I will call the repair shop later.
Maybe the blow of losing this election is not small, Liang Hang needs time to be alone, so Gu Xijun responded with interest: Then you be careful, I'll just take the bus back.
The weather in September is unpredictable, and two hours ago it was sunny, but now it is cloudy.
When Gu Xijun walked out of the Qifan lobby, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Barely thinking, she slung her handbag to her head and scurried in her seven-inch heels in the direction of the bus stop.
Her white shirt was already wet, and she shivered in the wind. Looking up at the gloomy sky, she leaned against the bus stop sign in distress, feeling worse than the ghost weather.
A black sedan was parked next to the station, and the splashing rain wet Gu Xijun's pants. She flicked the water at the hem of her trousers helplessly, and just wanted to open her mouth to scold angrily, when suddenly a familiar face met her eyes.
Cheng Zihao sat in the back seat of the car, his tone was cold and arrogant, no different from him when he was in the company.
Come up. The tone of the command is like a conversation with one's own subordinates.