Cosmetics company PR

When mentioning Zhao Honglei, Zhan Yifei seemed a little abnormal.Even though Fang Funong has already produced Teng Yun's quality inspection report, the boss's enthusiasm is still not high. Don't worry about it. If you are really bored, you might as well think about how to get Teng Yun to me.After a pause, Zhan Yifei added that he is a very righteous person, the company is full of shameless bastards, and such a righteous person is needed.I admire him very much.

After Zhan Yifei said the last sentence solemnly, he raised his face and glanced at Fang Funong—he must have a fever, his cheeks were as white and crimson as peach blossoms, but his eyes were firm and firm, which shows how much he loves Teng Yun. Appreciation is added.

Fang Funong smiled, but said in a sour tone, aha, does your appreciation also include the additional conditions of "bed partner"?

"Say it, it's invalid." Zhan Yifei glanced at him, then lowered his head again, "After a while, someone will start a video conference with me, he is very important to Mi Ya's future development, so I need you to be there .”

Zhan Yifei's cough became worse, and it seemed that he was indeed seriously ill.He finally completed the company LOGO, which will modify another PPT.

"You don't look well, didn't you go to the hospital?" Fang Funong just learned from Amy that Zhan Yifei hadn't come to the company for a few days, and thought that the delicate and frail rich second generation was resting at home, but unexpectedly Head down to work.

"Going to the hospital with just a little bit of a cold is too much of a fuss."

Zhan Yifei was lying on the bed, his buttocks slightly pouted, and his feet were bare.He is wearing a formal suit that can be seen at any time, so the line of his buttocks is particularly attractive under the wrapping of the fitted trousers.Fang Funong couldn't help but shift his gaze there. Purely from an aesthetic point of view, he also liked Zhan Yifei's part very much. The hips were narrow and neatly narrow, the buttocks were round and full, and the height of the buttocks was appropriate. It was both sexy and pure.

What happened in the women's bathroom didn't just make Zhan Yifei reflect on himself. After Fang Funong got home, he tossed and turned, puzzled.He approached, teased, or intentionally flattered this man just to make money, but there is no doubt that if the conditions allowed at that time, if he changed the place or time, he would directly go to Zhan Yifei.He couldn't help but imagine how ecstasy it would be to have such two long legs hanging on his waist and swinging such a beauty lying under him moaning.

Anything, any trivial matter such as getting drunk at night, or the love between children, once you have played with fire and crossed boundaries, it is more dangerous than meeting each other in battle.

It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening when Fang Fu Nong arrived here, and he waited with Zhan Yifei for more than two hours before seeing the person who is so important to Mi Ya.

Xia Weiming, a Chinese creative master living in the United States.

Fang Funong didn't know this man well, but because he knew that he was going to be engaged in PR work, he specially asked someone to check the bottom of the big names in the fashion circle, in order to be prepared.If he had known that it was the famous and difficult Andrew Xia in the fashion circle, he would have done more homework and investigated all the inscriptions on the inscriptions of the three generations of his ancestors.All he knows now is that this man has been invited to serve as a judge at the Cannes Advertising Design Exhibition for three consecutive years, and as a visiting professor at the Rhode Island School of Design in the United States. He is a world-renowned design master and fashion godfather. Brand consulting services, and occasional fashion consultant for entertainment stars.

Zhan Yifei had already got up from the bed, put the notebook on the desk, sat upright, with an anxious expression, like a student waiting for the teacher to check his homework.

Four or ten minutes later than the agreed time, Xia Weiming, who arrived late, sat in front of the computer at 10:[-] in the morning.His figure is slightly fat, but his appearance is still correct. He is wearing a loose blue sweater, which has been soaked in dark color by sweat. Get some exercise outside of work."

We chose this time to meet online because Xia Weiming is in the United States.Zhan Yifei coughed twice, he didn't mind the other party being four or ten minutes late, and said he would start the meeting immediately.

In his early forties, but with artificial white hair deliberately bleached, Fang Funong had seen this man in a magazine, and obviously the man in the magazine had more temperament.It can be seen from the video that the curtains of Xia Weiming's room are drawn and the lights are turned on. It seems that this internationally renowned creative master pays attention to personal privacy and does not like to see light even during the day.

“Don’t call me Mr. Xia, call me Andrew.”

Sitting beside Zhan Yifei, Fang Funong watched Xia Weiming run the train with his mouth full in the video. From time to time, he came up with some uncommon and complicated terms, some sentences mixed with different languages, and occasionally reported the names of some companies he had served. It is a big fashion brand that can scare people to death.

Zhan Yifei is studying in Australia, and his English is very good, but it is only limited to English.Whenever Xia Weiming communicated with him in French, Spanish, or Cambodian, he had to interrupt his train of thought and ask the other party what he said just now.

And every time at this time, Xia Weiming would show quite contemptuous eyes and exclaim: Mygod!Common sense is the patron saint of mankind and the fountain of inspiration!Young man, save the time for sex and read more, will you?

"I'm sorry..." Zhan Yifei was very embarrassed. Every time Xia Weiming mercilessly accused him of ignorance, it made him very embarrassed.Unnaturally avoiding the other party's contemptuous gaze, he coughed violently again and said, "I thought Mi Ya's blockbuster film would be filmed in Amsterdam, but yesterday your assistant told me that the studio was just set up indoors... I If this is the case, the difference between being in Shanghai or Amsterdam is not too big, because the product will be launched soon, can we speed up the progress and set the shooting location in Shanghai..."

"It's impossible, and it's not possible." The other party's suggestion was not unreasonable, but Xia Weiming refused firmly, and the reasons for his refusal were a bit overbearing and absurdly unconvincing, "Shanghai is too dirty! The whole city is full of A disgusting rustic, even if it is only indoors, this kind of rustic will affect my inspiration. Amsterdam is different, with windmills, boat houses, and the Van Gogh Museum, very foreign, full of intoxicating art Breath. This is the plan I have decided on, if you are not willing to spend money, just go to a small design company on the street and don't waste my time."

"That's not what I meant...Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhan Yifei took a deep breath, the high fever and fatigue from long hours of work made him sick and haggard, and his condition was worrying.

"My main team members will go to the Netherlands with me. There are not many people, [-] to [-], and there are two Toby who are responsible for looking after me. Miya is responsible for air tickets, accommodation and travel subsidies." Toby is He raised a Samoyed. Xia Weiming frowned and challenged again, "Also, the image spokesperson I suggested at the time was Kristen Stewart. Why is it now Tanger?"

"I really hope to promote the Miya brand to the international market, but considering that any fashion brand must be based on the local market at the beginning of its establishment, so I want to use Tang E's idol influence to build momentum in China..."

"Well, Tang E is of mixed race, he is more foreign than the average Chinese, and he can barely use it..." After a pause, Xia Weiming sighed exaggeratedly again, "But your LOGO must be changed! This LOGO is too Dude, the flower pattern is too petty and has no sense of design, no matter how old-fashioned and ignorant conservatives can tolerate such mediocrity..."

"This is something that my brother determined when he was in the company. It has been promoted in major media, and it seems inappropriate to make adjustments now..."

Xia Weiming interrupted him unceremoniously: "Since you invited me over at Sangu Maolu, you want me to repackage Mi Ya and redefine her brand culture, but you don't agree with this or that, our cooperation this time What else is necessary?" After a pause, he pointed his eyes at the other party's left ear, "Look, you are very earthy. Don't think that wearing diamond earrings will make you look foreign, your earthiness is in your bones, blood inner--"

Fang Funong turned the notebook around, facing him.

Another man suddenly appeared in front of him, Xia Weiming frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hungry is from your own village, Min Gener." Fang Funong speaks the northern Shaanxi dialect, with a charming smile on his face, "I haven't seen you for a while, you are blue and gray (why are you stupid again)? "

Xia Mingen is Xia Weiming's real name. He was born in Gansu, and went to Taiwan with his remarried mother when he was seven years old, and then went to the United States.

This man was the least willing to be mentioned about his origin, and his expression changed instantly.

"Move your camera and let me say hello to the girl behind you." Fang Funong leaned close to the notebook as he spoke, let go of his voice and said, "Hi, sweety! Isawyouhidingbehindthecurtain."

Sure enough, there were more than one girl's laughter coming from a place invisible to the camera.

The man in the video frowned even tighter, as if asking: How do you know?

"You are not in the United States now, are you in the UAE, or Mauritius?" Fang Funong pointed to the watch on his wrist with his hands interlaced on the table, Zhan Yifei didn't notice the small surface Xia Weiming himself forgot about the time difference of four hours from Beijing time.

Xia Weiming coughed with a blue face, "Mauritius..."

"That's right." Fang Funong smiled slightly, "The resort, the Hilton Hotel, is still exercising at [-] o'clock in the evening. There is no reason why I didn't find a few foreign girls to accompany me."

Xia Weiming's complexion became even worse, and he said in a calm voice, "Who are you? I was talking to Zhan Yifei just now—"

"I didn't doubt your ability at first, I just doubted your professionalism. But now I don't think you can do Mi Ya's job at all. A person's life will face too many ups and downs, and success may only be temporary. Those who have forgotten all about themselves, who even cast aside their own roots, will one day fly too high and fall too hard. So, the interview is over, and you are passed."

Before there was any sound, Fang Funong closed the window and closed the notebook.

The tolerance everywhere has reached the limit, Zhan Yifei finally couldn't help laughing.

But after laughing, he lost his temper.

"Do you fucking know how many times I begged him before he agreed to be Miya's brand consultant?! You—" Zhan Yifei's cough intensified, his face flushed, and he seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't breathe I have to give up for now.

The other party looked really bad, so Fang Funong reached out to touch the guy's forehead, and frightened him when he touched it with his finger.

It's astonishingly hot, I'm afraid it's burned to forty degrees.

"Put your hands away! Don't touch me!" Zhan Yifei raised his arms ungratefully, blocking all his concern and kindness, then lowered his head and coughed fiercely.

"Aren't you still angry about what happened in the women's bathroom that day?" Fang Funong only felt it was funny when he had such a big reaction after just touching it. people.

"Yes! I'm just very dissatisfied with you. You are too self-assertive and have no concept of superiors and subordinates!" Since taking over Miya, he has gradually discovered that there are too many problems hidden in this company with assets of over [-] million yuan.Troubled things happened one after another, and he was caught off guard. He was unhappy from the moment he mentioned Zhao Honglei, and now he took advantage of the topic and became completely angry.Zhan Yifei sat down on the bed, patted his thigh, "You either take off your pants and sit up today, or shut up and get out!"

Fang Funong shook his head and reached out to help him, "You look so wrong, I have to take you to the hospital right away..."

Raised his hand to push the other party away, and cursed: "Don't think you can tell me how to do things if you touch me! You are a fucking employee, and I am the boss! Don't say 'fingering' is nothing at all, even if I Damn let you get involved, you're just the duck I'm looking for—"

He stopped in time, but Fang Funong was already offended. "Okay! Okay!" He tried his best to smile and maintain his demeanor, "I'm leaving now."

Turned around and left, thinking: If the dog bit Lu Dongbin, if it wasn't for the 2000 million yuan, who the hell would be taking advantage of you here!

When the door closed with a "bang", Zhan Yifei closed his eyes and panted hurriedly.He felt that his lungs had been coughed apart, and his throat hurt like swallowing charcoal. He stood up unsteadily, intending to pour himself a glass of water——

The water glass fell to the ground suddenly, eyes went dark, and then fell to the ground.

Before he fell into a coma, he remembered his childhood.When he was a child, he was also in the same helpless situation. He stepped on the ground and fell down the narrow and dark corridor. After being in a coma for two hours, he woke up and could move his hands and feet, as if he was not injured, but Just can't get up.He called "Mom" a few times, but his mother was away running to support the family, and the neighbors didn't seem to be there.

With hot tears in his eye sockets, the six-year-old boy was lying alone on the cold and wet concrete floor. He saw cobwebs entangled in the corners of the walls, and the ceiling was crumbling, as if it might fall on his face at any time.

Maybe everyone will meet such a person in childhood. You can’t remember his appearance, voice, or everything about him, but you just know that there is such a person. He is like a young man who reads his first forbidden book. Not promiscuous, infinite reverie.

The man picked him up and carried him up the stairs.That person didn't seem to be an adult either, he stepped on the old stairs with a creaking sound, mixed with the sound of light panting.The man put him at the door of his house, watched him walk in, and closed the door without thanking him.

"Mom..." Zhan Yifei, who was in a daze from the fever, wanted to stand up, and touched the floor with his hand, only to be cut open by glass shards.

Before he was completely unconscious, he felt a person approaching him, picked him up, and carried him out the door.