How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

Jingheng's marketing department has always been known for its strength. The marketing director has a terrible temper. He is so angry that he will not eat lunch three or five times a day.

This is the style in front of Ye Kangning.

When he came to him, Director Ye had a gentle breeze every day, as if there were no mood swings. When he smiled and looked at you, his eyes always gave a creepy feeling. He spoke slowly, did not rush, and the efficiency was not bad. .

Almost all advertising companies in the industry like to cooperate with Jingheng.

Nowadays, most of Party A's temper is dare to compliment. A little-known enterprise group is soaring, and even a small young phone who has just learned one or two years after graduation can spray people on the phone. At this point, Jing Heng’s quality as Party A is almost impossible to pick out any problems. Even if there are any opinions or areas that need to be revised, their communication is clear and polite, so that Party B feels enough respect.

Moreover, they rarely compare drafts and basically believe that one is one, without long-term partners, you can find the freshest companies and ideas at any time.

Therefore, Lu Hongsheng's long-term cooperation recommendation, Ye Kangning actually has reservations, and before, they have actually contacted an advertising company.

This means that Zhuo Si is now coming through the back door, ready to cross the foot.

Although Jing Heng and another company have not yet settled.

Zhao Mei is a person who is very proficient in public relations. She can also see his doubts. She is calm and graceful, and the smile on her face is elegant and calm: "Our Zhuosi is also famous in the advertising circle for five or six years, and the team level is not humble In other words, it can definitely be ranked in the top few in the industry, and its ability is guaranteed. It will definitely not smash its own signboard. If Director Ye is really uneasy, we will accept the draft."

The secretary brought in coffee, the door of the meeting room was opened and closed, and the keyboard was pushed for the first time, looking at the pink shirt: "Will this kind of talk come early in the morning?"

"No, maybe I want to get it done as soon as possible," the pink shirt whispered. "This is the line led by the vice president. You may not know it yet. Do you know that President Lu and vice president are both surnamed Lu?"

At first, Shaichi shook his head, then he froze for a moment, blinking: "Is Jing Heng all the bosses surnamed Lu?"

"No, just these two, and the one with the most heads."

Hakuchi was pale.

She still remembers the man she met at the door of the office last time. The supervisor also called him Vice President Lu. At the time, Chuichi felt that although this man looked handsome, the inexplicable total gave people a very awkward feeling, it seemed not Especially serious.

To put it simply, it looks like a temperamental feeling of being passionate about sexual harassment in the workplace.

At first, Shizuo shuddered at the table: "Are those two fathers and sons?"

The pink shirt tilted her orchid finger and groaned: "You little elf."

"..."

Chuchi small face was pale, closing his eyes in despair and fright.

The pink shirt over there still said: "It is rumored that the relationship between them has not been good. After his son returned from America, he directly squeezed out the position of Lao Tzu. It feels that his operational skills are not good, but after all, for many years, the board and the above should still be a bit of a network. Before that, he was alone in the company. Now his son is back, nervous, and anxious to start doing things, rich We don’t understand the human world anyway."

Chu Garden has already heard the breathtakingly: "I feel you understand."

Pink shirt: "Whoever doesn't know how to brag, if you listen more, you will know more or less."

Chu Garden nodded: "Where is our boss Ye?"

The pink shirt did not answer the question: "Which side do you stand on?"

Hatsuki wanted to say that you are not nonsense?

She paused and said with no sincerity: "I choose handsome."

The turtle sitting opposite her was very loud, and he snorted clearly.

A few hours later, the people in the meeting room finally came out. Three people came here this time. The product manager sent them to the door of the office. Houchi looked out and glanced quietly.

It just happened to meet Xiao Yi's eyes.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Zhao Mei's eyes just turned.

She was surprised when she saw Hakuchi: "Hakuchi?"

At first, Zhi Zhi froze, realizing that he had counted his sights in the office and cast himself on himself.

The director has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he often observes and observes one person. At a glance, she can see the surprise and disgust in her eyes and a little magical emotion similar to jealousy. She looks over her eyes and sees Chuichi.

The supervisor felt puzzled. One was a recently graduated intern and a senior female executive who had been in the workplace for many years. I don't think that there is any intersection between the two.

The product supervisor laughed: "Does Manager Zhao know?"

Zhao Mei smiled and turned away: "Well, I had an internship at Zhuo Si before," she paused, seemingly unintentional, "a little unpleasant happened, little girl, maybe the temper is a little bit tempered."

She seemed to mention it casually, and she didn't want to say anything. The product manager didn't ask. She sent the person to the elevator and returned. She looked at it for the first time.

Chuichi was a little uneasy, and was patted on the back of the chair by a pink shirt: "What's the matter, do you know?"

Chu Zhi scratched her hair, and she didn't really want to mention this matter, just dryly said: "I had an internship in Zhuo Si when I was a junior."

The pink shirt shrugged and continued to work on the matter at hand.

Until the afternoon meeting, Ye Kangning told them about the morning thing. He didn't agree, but after all, Zhuosi's business strength was excellent, and he showed his sincerity. Lu Hongsheng also took the lead, and finally decided to ask another advertising company's views. If the other party also agrees to compare the draft, then discuss it in detail.

In any case, Chuichi felt that this thing was a bit unkind, and that his thoughts were too simple.

She studied advertising and had a little internship experience in an advertising company. Of course she knew how annoying it is to advertise.

There will be a variety of problems and errors in the draft, and in general, if there are problems in the end, most of the parties will suffer.

Compared with Zhuo Si, Yuema is not as well-known and short in time. At first, it was only a small studio, but it was expensive and small. The project it handles is very creative and personal. It has been more than a year. The momentum is strong.

Within two days, Yuema came to the news and agreed to the draft.

Zhuo Si said that he wouldn’t mind comparing the drafts. Provocative and self-confident would be close to his forehead. At this time, if the jumping horse didn’t do anything, it seemed like there was too much, and it didn’t dare to be tough. Anyway, it would be a little small accurate.

At first, there was a feeling that the advertisers were not fighting for buns or breath.

At dinner that night, Chuichi and Lu Jiaheng talked about this matter.

Lu Jiaheng was reading a book at that time, almost didn't lift his head, he first poked the back of his hand with the end of the chopsticks, he took a bite mechanically, waited a while, then poked again, he took another bite.

It was so repeated that Chuichi finally got fired, and the chopsticks were lost: "Lu Jiaheng, do you still eat or read."

Lu Jiaheng raised his head and looked at her: "Why are you so angry and unhappy?"

"Who's unhappy," Chuchi deflated, "It's not easy for my parents to not have a meal with you at home today. Can you take care of me? I'm telling you something serious."

Lu Jiaheng said, "Well," I heard, what's so unkind, have you ever been a house? We are Party A, of course we want to pick the best, and we haven't decided yet with another advertising company. It’s just this intention."

He closed the book, put chopsticks with a piece of sauce and stuffed beef into her mouth. "Recently, Lu Hongsheng has nothing in his hand, that is, an entertainment company, and a piece of land in Linshi. After some time, the Urban Construction Bureau approved it. There was no sound. He thought that there was a new economic development zone over there. In fact, he broke the land and could not make waves."

From the lines in his words, Chuichi could not feel that this person was recognized as a "father".

She had never seen Lu Jiaheng and his father face to face, but just thinking of it, she felt very, very sad.

It is said that parents and families are the most solid harbors for a person. If these are no longer available, how can many difficult days that one cannot support how to spend.

Chuichi was a bit sour in his heart, but he didn't show it, but he was still very worried, and he still felt a little incomprehensible: "If you lose, will your dad really give you a penny?"

"Maybe not, and even if he doesn't give me a penny, I can make it myself, but that's different."

Chuchi blinked, focusing on "I can make it myself": "You are quite confident."

Lu Jiaheng seemed to be a non-smile: "It is enough to raise you anyway."

He paused, chopsticks hanging over the rice with his chopsticks: "Why, worry about me becoming a poor egg?"

At the beginning of the garden, I caught a green vegetable, swallowed it after chewing, and shook my head very seriously: "It's okay, I really become a poor egg. I will feed you."

Her face was serious and lovely, and she looked at him with round eyes, which caused him to laugh lightly, and didn't take it seriously: "OK, then I'll eat rice at home."

Chori had already raised chopsticks over there again. Various dishes were put in his plate. The two were at his house. Lu Jiaheng also learned a few dishes in the past two years, plus Churi’s food at the entrance of the community. The braised chicken wings and the like bought two or four dishes, but it was quite rich.

She gave him a dish while nagging, and she was like a little parrot: "Lu Jiaheng, work is busy, you should eat well when it is time to eat. I feel that you have lost weight recently."

He eats quickly, and after a while a bowl of rice goes down, turning his head: "I am chased and fed by you every day, how can I lose weight."

Hakuchi raised his eyes, squeezed his jaw with an empty hand, turned around, and looked up and down: "The dark circles are heavy again, and the beard was not shaved this morning," she showed a disgusted expression, pinching His face, "Both hands, Lu Jiaheng, you don't shave, you're so dirty."

Lu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows with a meaningful and slightly uncomfortable grunt, and chopped his chopsticks at the table, leaning his spine on his back, stepping on the floor, and the chair rubbed a little back: "Come."

First gardener bit the bean sprout and raised his head: "Well?"

He patted his thigh: "Sit up on your own."

The first bean sprouts fell on the table.

She blushed, chewed her mouth twice, and whispered: "Why..."

Lu Jiaheng said slowly and slowly: "Isn't it too dirty for me? Play dirty with you."

"..."

At the beginning, he swallowed his saliva and made a mental preparation for more than ten seconds. When his eyes closed, he put down his chopsticks and stood up.

Lu Jiaheng was originally sitting in a chair with Buddha-like legs, and was shocked by her. She just wanted to sit upright. At that time, Hachiri had walked up to him. His thin legs strode and sat directly on him.

He slumped down a bit, and she just sat on his sensitive part.

Lu Jiaheng had originally teased her casually. Unexpectedly, she really came, Master Lu was frightened, clasped her waist with one hand, and rubbed her back to sit straight, letting her slide down and sitting on his leg on.

In this posture, he couldn't reach the ground at first, so it was so melodious, his small white arm lifted up, wrapped around his neck, bit his lips and blushed, and looked at him with his head raised.

Lu Jiaheng looked down at her, eyes lightly faint: "Little girl graduated from the film, courage day by day?"

At the beginning, Hachiri's arm around his neck was tightened. She was a little nervous. Her legs were also clamped, and her arms were starting to tremble.

But she still stuck her neck, and she didn't admit losing, "I just want to do something today".

Chuchi licked his lips for the first time, whispering, "Can I get a little bigger..."

She said, hooking him and raising her head, the whole person rushed upwards and kissed his lips.

At first, she took the initiative, pecking like a rice bird, and pecked gently with one click.

Lu Jiaheng let her play, for a while, he finally couldn't bear it, gritted his teeth, and raised his hand behind her head, the other hand pushed away the bowl on the table.

At the end of the day, he was pressed on the table and exchanged saliva for a while. The man chuckled and turned his head away, buried in her neck: "There is progress, now I will breathe."

Chuchi blushed and kicked him with his legs, and he grasped his ankles and pushed upwards.

The knees are bent and folded, and the thighs are pushed towards the body.

At first shame, he yelled at him: "Lu Jiaheng!"

He was unmoved, holding on to her ankles and continuing to press upwards, his voice full of bad intentions: "Dare you fat?"

She hurriedly said: "Not fat or fat."

"Still deliberately provoke me?"

"Don't mess with it."

Lu Jiaheng was finally satisfied, let go of her and straightened up, lifted her waist down to the dining table, pressed it back on the chair, and moved back the meal that had just been pushed into it. She also sat down and ate the empty bowl The previous push, opened the book.

Hatsui hadn't responded yet, still looking at him with a red face in a daze.

Lu Jiaheng lifted his eyes from the book and pushed the chicken wings and beef in front of her. The tip of the chopsticks lightly tapped her bowl: "Look what, eat quickly, and go to bed after eating."

"..."

Chuchi reddened again, compulsively calming down: "Lu Jiaheng, my parents should come back very late today and late."

He bowed his head and continued to read, pretending not to understand: "Don't be afraid, if you guess you are with you, send me a video if you are really afraid."

"..."

Chuichi felt like he had suddenly lost his skin recently.

What's going on?

Why did the roles of the two of them suddenly reversed?

He used to be like this before.

But she has all graduated now, and she is no longer a child.

Forget it, what's the use of cheeks.

What's the use of face! ! !

Chuchi raised his face, took a deep breath, and dared not look at him. He closed his eyes tightly, and broke his face.

When he spoke, his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "I mean, I can go very late today..."

He raised his eyes: "What did you just hide?"

"Meal... on the table..."

He finally laughed softly: "No."

She froze: "Ah?"

Lu Jiaheng squeezed the book lazily and turned another page, looking casual and indifferent: "You are going to work tomorrow, I need you to give me a whole day, 24 hours," he lifted his eyes and looked lightly A glance at her, "Otherwise not enough."

Chuichi: "..."

The author has something to say:

"Otherwise it is not enough."

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