Cosmetics company PR

Before the exhibition was over, Miya’s public relations officer left the expo center and found a plumber who looked solid near the exhibition hall. He asked them to wait outside the fence of the expo center at 1:[-] a.m. , Bring common tools such as fitter hammer, pipe wrench, adjustable wrench, etc., there is work to do, and there is also a good salary.

There are cameras everywhere in the twelve exhibition halls of tens of thousands of square meters in the expo center, except for the blind spot at the side door.It is close to the toilet, and the privacy of the 10,000+ people must always be guaranteed.

The plumber came as promised, and Zhan Yifei followed. He saw Fang Funong climb over the two-meter-high fence, and then waved to him from inside, signaling them to come in quickly.

The honest plumber looked worried and kept asking, "What is this for? Is this for stealing?"

The three came to the side door of Building No. [-]. Fang Fu smiled and comforted the frightened and honest man, "I don't even need to call you for stealing." He waved the electronic decoder in his hand, "It's my first time here When it was here, it was still under construction. The door locks of these gates are very similar to those of the Honda Accord, and they can be opened with this special decoder for car theft.”

Zhan Yifei showed a terrified expression, and hurriedly asked: "You... are you really planning to destroy Huazhiyue's booth as Xue Tong said?"

"Give it more opportunities to become people's talking points, because 'the brand is too powerful to become the target of peer revenge'?" Fang Funong curled his lips and shook his head, "Don't even think about it."

"Then what are you doing entering the pavilion in this way at this time?"

Fang Fu Nong walked towards the women's bathroom talking to himself, and immediately turned around with a charming smile, "Revisiting old dreams."

"I am very familiar with the workers who laid the pipes at that time, but I don't know if it has been rebuilt in the past few years." He stopped in front of a wall, tapped it with his hand, and then looked at the pipe. The worker said, "Smash it open."

"This...isn't it okay?!" No matter how simple and honest a person is, he also knows that this is public property, and it is illegal to smash it open casually, so he stammered and said, "The sound of smashing the wall is too loud...too loud..."

"It's 25:[-] in the morning. No one will hear you." Fang Funong tapped the wall with his fist again, suddenly pulled his throat, and made an unusually loud and strange sound, then he smiled at the plumber , "See? No one heard."

"But, it's against the law to do this...why break down a good wall?"

"It won't last for many years." Fang Funong showed an impatient expression, "Smash it."

"Then how big of a hole do you have to smash, smashing the entire wall?"

Thinking that the other party's grinding and chirping was too annoying, Fang Funong snatched the wooden-handled fitter's hammer from the other party's hand, took a step back from the wall, rolled up his shirt sleeves slowly, and suddenly swung his arm and smashed it.

"The ancient trees towering to the sky and the shade thick,

It is difficult to overcome obstacles.

The mountain beasts wailed and groaned..."

Fang Funong slammed his hammer against the wall while singing loudly, singing the song "Shanhaiguan" that can make men's blood boil.The broken and peeling wall splashed up and splashed on his face, but he didn't care.

A hole was opened in the wall to allow the arm to pass through. Fang Funong turned his head and threw the fitter's hammer back to the other party, saying, "Pipe wrench."

The corners of the man's mouth curled up in front of him, and his eyes were strangely red. Considering what he did just now, he looked like a lunatic—the plumber was stunned in fright, and always felt that this guy might hit his head hard at any time one time.

"Please?"

The pipe wrench was handed over to Fang Funong, and he swiftly and swiftly opened the main pipe of the water pipe.

A different pipe in another place was clamped open.

With this amount of water, it will be flooded with water when the museum opens tomorrow morning.With the efficiency of the Chinese people, it takes at least half a day to repair it well.

Only then did Zhan Yifei recall Xue Tong's joke about moving the Miya booth to the toilet.Of course, it is impossible to move the booth, but it can force the audience here to come here.

The joint booth where Miya is located is in Hall [-] adjacent to Hall [-], and it is also next to the side door with toilets.

"Please clean up here." Pointing to the debris on the ground, Mr. PR's shirt was soaked, and he threw five hundred-dollar bills to the plumber who hadn't done any work, and dragged his boss away.

When we got back to the hotel, it was already three o'clock.He took off his soaked shirt first, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his trousers pocket, that kind of foreign cigarettes with a strong smell.It hasn't been opened yet.

Fang Funong took out one, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then took off the cigarette filter directly.Because the filter tip will filter out nearly half of the nicotine, the smell of the smoke will be lighter, and it will not lift your spirits.Usually he can not touch one, but once he needs to refresh his work, he will become the worst kind of old smoker.Swallowing the clouds and puffing out the smoke, the cigarette never left his hand, and the cigarette butts fell all over the ground in a blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the man showed no sign of an old smoker on the outside.His teeth are white and beautiful, and every time he sees him laughing, Zhan Yifei feels inexplicably better.

Turning on the computer equipped in the hotel, Fang Funong began to create a brand new channel model on the keyboard, integrating professional and daily chemical two-line operation.The man was an activist to the core, immediately turning his day's epiphanies into concrete ideas.

Zhan Yifei leaned his head over to take a look, these data are too complicated for him, these concepts are too new for him.

As always, I don't understand.

He seemed to know that the other party couldn’t understand, so the PR man didn’t look up, but said, “Have you noticed that neither Huazhiyue’s brand manual nor the host’s live push mentioned unified e-commerce authorization. E-commerce is a major trend facing all FMCG industries. Once Huazhiyue opens the authorization to online merchants, it will definitely cause confusion between online stores and regional distributors. If the price system is out of control, those cosmetics stores can only Waiting to be closed by the impact of e-commerce. "Front store and backyard" is a channel model that can avoid direct competition with e-commerce, combining beauty salons into counter sales, the difference is that online stores provide products, and stores provide services." Jiang Yan Putting it in his mouth, Fang Funong suddenly smiled, and said vaguely, "I'magenius."

Zhan Yifei recalled what Zhao Honglei said to himself during the day. He looked at Fang Fu's side face under the light, and saw this man's serious work face more than once at this time, and suddenly asked: "Money is so important to you. ?” After thinking for a while, he said, “You and Tang E look very similar. There must be more than one person who has told you that. If money is so important to you, you can join the entertainment industry like him. Money is quick and easy."

"Earlier, people thought that being a scientist or a financier would be more valuable to society than being an actor. I don't think so. I just think things that are too easy are boring." Fang Funong took a deep breath of cigarette, Without moving his eyes from the screen in front of him, he held the smoke in his mouth for a while before spitting it out, "Money is actually not very important to me, I enjoy this process of constantly chasing and climbing, it makes me feel that I am not in vain. Live."

"Then where is the end point of your pursuit? In other words, what kind of person can you be satisfied with?" Zhan Yifei still looked at Fang Funong without blinking, as if he would never see him again when he closed his eyes , "Wang Shi? Yan Zhongyu?"

"Ha." Fang Funong laughed, the laughter sounded very disdainful, and then he shook his head, "There is no end, there will always be a higher place."

"But do you know who their father-in-laws are?"

Fang Funong stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at Zhan Yifei, and did not answer.

Zhan Yifei continued, saying a lot for the first time: "Wang Shi always emphasized how he started from scratch and worked hard in interviews, and he kept mentioning that he earned the first pot of gold with a clear conscience by selling corn. But he never mentioned that he was already the son-in-law of the secretary of the provincial party committee at that time. And Yan Zhongyu, Yan Qin’s father, his father-in-law was more powerful than Wang Shi’s father-in-law, and he was the second in charge in Zhongnanhai. You can’t imagine the real estate industry in China How exaggerated is the 'enclosure movement'? Yan Qin once spread a map of China on the wall, and threw darts blindfolded jokingly, and the piece of land that was thrown was theirs. Even my dad, in Before his provincial governor’s father-in-law passed away, everything he did went smoothly, but once the tea is cold, everything goes wrong.” He stopped and looked at Fang Funong with a look he had never seen before, “ What about you? With your handsome appearance and coaxing skills, it is not difficult at all to marry a woman with a good background."

"It's not too difficult." When he was still working in the International Publicity Office, the people he came into contact with were either rich or expensive, and he met a lot of official ladies who secretly flirted with him or even confessed his love directly.Fang Funong curled his lips, "But like I said just now, things that are too easy are boring."

The sky outside the window began to break dawn, and it was another sleepless night.

The two men looked at each other in silence for a moment, and then one of the men said: "Since I was 13 years old, I have heard a woman's voice almost every day, and I still remember her eyes, and heard her advise me: Don't lose your life "Fang Funong stared at Zhan Yifei's eyes, stared at this unique pair of beautiful eyes, from which he saw the mirage of that day, that woman.

"A person's good time is too short, 24 hours a day is too little for me, I can't remember the last time I slept more than four hours. In order to chase what I want, I can steal, cheat, To intimidate, to blackmail, if I feel the need, I think I can also kill people. But I don’t have time to entertain a stupid woman.” Fang Funon smiled, and turned his eyes back to the computer in front of him again. Zhan Yifei behind him said, "It's still early to leave the museum, you can sleep for a while."

"Don't sleep anymore." Zhan Yifei stood up and walked to the bathroom.

Going in, he locked the door inside.Turn on the shower in the shower room, and then sit on the floor outside the shower room.

Slightly raising his face, looking at the white and elegant tiles, Zhan Yifei began to reflect.Ever since I met Yan Qin at the age of 17, it took him ten years to become a dude similar to him, ignorant and incompetent, drunk and dreamy.The strange thing is that he should have hated Fang Funong for coming here for personal gain, approaching him with malicious intentions, trying to please and confuse him.

But now I only feel regret.

Don't miss out on a good day, but I actually wasted a whole ten years chasing women and famous cars.

He muffled the sound of crying with the sound of the shower water.

This man is in a place beyond his reach, Miya is indeed too small.