My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

When you are lucky, you can pick up gold bars when you stumble.

On the morning of Xiaonian, Su Qiao received an advertisement audition notice from Miko.

As a fashion fast-moving consumer brand, Miko is very popular among young people. This time, it launched a zero-calorie peach juice, which is known as pure natural and is mainly aimed at the urban female market.

Su Qiao looked carefully at the audition requirements in the satellite's car.

1. No plastic surgery or fine-tuning, but a pure and natural face.

2. The height is above 183, and the age is 18 to 30 years old.

3. There must be a confident beauty with a unique temperament.

Su Qiao felt that saying it was the same as not saying it, the paper was full of empty words, Satellite shook his head, "Qiao Qiao, you don't understand this."

Satellite was talking while driving, "The first one will get rid of most people, not to mention plastic surgery, who doesn't do fine-tuning these days, isn't it normal to get a few injections? Who do you think is like you, born to be able to rely on it?" This face eats."

"Although everyone's official height is above 178 or 180, they all made false reports..."

"Also." Satellite turned around and glanced at him with a solemn expression, "Do you know what Miko's endorsement means to you?"

"Money." Su Qiao didn't think about it.

Satellite coughed, "Besides money, there are business circles that recognize your commercial value."

"Jojo, for a popular brand like Miko, the previous spokespersons were all first-tier brands with super first-tier traffic. If they really use you, your face will appear in every shopping mall and every supermarket. , which means that you can bring the same commercial benefits as those big names, and you are cheaper than them, so there will be more opportunities in the future.”

Su Qiao frowned, "If they are ordering a bottle of drink for their face instead of really wanting to consume it, then there is no need."

The satellite is funny, I have never seen Su Qiao being so mean, "You don't even make money if I give you money?"

Su Qiao is noncommittal, if he endorses products, then he has to persuade people who like him to think about it, if they want something, there is no need to spend this money for him.

He still has a young master's temper in his bones. He thinks he is expensive, and he is no different from those first-line stars. At most, fewer people know their names.

A corner of Miko's advertising studio.

Director Zhou, the gold medal advertising director, was wearing a photography vest, sitting on a chair with a cigarette in his mouth, and said with a wry smile, "Can you stop letting money interfere with art?"

The head of Miko's marketing department patted him on the shoulder, "Old Zhou, this one is different."

"What's the difference?"

"Because Wu Dong didn't give us money." The head of the marketing department said seriously, "Strictly speaking, Wu Dong also made us a fortune."

"..." Is there such an operation?

The head of the marketing department looked as usual, "Wu Dong's unmanned supermarket pilot abroad has been a great success. The higher-ups have always wanted to share the cake with him. Wu Dong disagreed. This time he finally proposed cooperation. Apart from benefits, the only Requirements are the ambassadors of new products.”

Director Zhou was speechless, "A sugar cane eats two ends, this old man is really good."

"Not old, I heard he is quite young." The head of the marketing department lowered his voice, "The illegitimate son of the He family."

Director Zhou couldn't understand these intrigues, so he held his forehead and said, "No matter how rich you are, you can't mess around!"

"Do you understand art?" Director Zhou thought of some of the artists he had photographed. When smiling, they had their lips wide open, and when they cried, their mouths were wide open. The monkeys in the zoo had more expressive expressions than these people.

Advertisements are often only tens of seconds long, and require absolute beauty, which is the condensed aesthetics. Capturing the most beautiful scene is the ultimate goal of the advertisement. Change channel now.

Director Zhou deeply felt that his aesthetics would soon be forced by money.

Just thinking of this, a young boy came in from the hall and interrupted his thoughts.

The boy does not have a feminine and popular appearance nowadays. Although his lips are red, his teeth are white, and his skin is fair, his eyebrows and eyes have a youthful air, and he has a pure and cold beauty.

As a commercial director, this is definitely not the best-looking director Zhou has ever seen, but it is better than a kind of "aura".

The aura that can only be cultivated in a wealthy environment, the sense of power full of confidence, is very dazzling, and can turn others into his background board.

"Go and change clothes."

Director Zhou immediately forgot that he was slandering him, and his spiritual thoughts were like a diabetes collapse, out of control.

Wu Dong is able to make such a big business, even his aesthetics are so advanced.

Su Qiao was treated like an emperor in the dressing room. The stylist held two pieces of clothes and looked at him with a smile, "Look at your profile for cherry allergies. The studio photographed cherry juice yesterday, and it was sterilized overnight. Don't worry." .”

"..."

Don't be so exaggerated, this service attitude is really good, Su Qiao thought.

Winter in London gets dark earlier than in China.

It was less than five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already dark outside the glass window, and the road was lit up with colorful neon lights, which ran vertically.

The office was full of people. A man in a suit and leather shoes with meticulously combed hair stood up, pointed to the exquisite PPT on the projector, and said impassionedly, "Mr. He, last month, we got Vauxhall A piece of land between Battersea and Chelsea, adjacent to Chelsea, the traditional wealthy community, and Westminster, the royal residence area, plans to build new high-tech residences..."

"Traffic?" He Zhijin sat at the end of the long conference table, staring at the laptop screen.

"The Northern Line subway extension will open next year, and the Chinese embassy will also move here."

He Zhijin clicked his chin, never taking his eyes off the screen, "What about the nearby power station?"

The man took a deep breath, looked at his expression deliberatively, caught a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and felt relieved, "Battersea Power Station will be relocated next year, and the remaining factory area is now planned to be a film and television tourist city, probably It will become a tourist attraction."

"Probably?" He Zhijin was still looking at the screen.

The man's heart tightened, and he looked at Secretary Zhou behind He Zhijin. Secretary Zhou was calm and calm, and didn't give him any hints on his expression.

She was also very bitter.

Boss was watching an advertisement filming video at a seminar on a real estate project worth 30 billion yuan, a situation she had never dealt with before.

However, the boy in the video is really good-looking.

He Zhijin had a leisurely demeanor, pinching a gold-plated pen with his slender fingers, writing a line in his notebook from time to time, but his attention never left the screen.

In order to reflect the "purity" of the product, the studio is covered with white imitation snow. Looking around, the white flowers are like melting cones, cool.

Su Qiao was half lying in the white sea of ​​foam and snow, his white shirt was almost integrated with the foam, his porcelain white and clean hands were holding a ripe peach, his sleeves were lowered to his elbows, his light blue blood veins were dormant Beneath the fragile skin, like a dark river beneath a glacier.

The plump peach followed Su Qiao's force, the sweet juice burst, dripping onto his cheeks, lips, and the slightly raised jaw, the drops of water dripped like pearls on his light-colored lip liner, Moisturized and plumped lips, lightly wet, rolled down the sharp chin, rolled down the slender white neck, meandering into the depths of the collar of the shirt, this should have been a sensual scene, But because of his straight brows and eyes, his cold eyes, and his glamorous touch, people can't think of filth for a while.

Su Qiao turned his head and pointed at the camera. Countless snowflakes slowly fell from the air. He smiled sweetly, and the picture froze slowly. His strength explained what "pure and desire" is.

He Zhijin's heart was dry and hot, his Adam's apple was vaguely floating, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked away, "What about the policy of the Banking Regulatory Commission?"

He looked the same, except that Secretary Zhou could hear the depressing hoarseness in his voice.

The discussion at the meeting was intense, and everyone's eyes were on He Zhijin eagerly, expressing their opinions enthusiastically.

He Zhijin glanced at the WeChat message that popped up on the computer screen, and typed a line casually.

[CEO of Miko Holdings Group]: I am very satisfied with the advertising effect, thank you for the recommendation, what do you think?

[Great Governor]: Button up one button.

[CEO of Miko Holdings Group]: [Retract message]

[CEO of Miko Holdings Group]: Of course no problem, I will take another one right away.

The author has something to say: Sorry, the last chapter has been revised extensively, and I will try my best to avoid this situation in the future.

PS: There are easter eggs in this chapter.