The Era of Hard Work

In Quannan, at the intersection of the highway, twenty black Mercedes-Benz S and a Maybach with colorful flower arrangements were parked on the side of the road, constantly attracting passers-by to look sideways.

These days, such a team is absolutely unprecedented in Quannan and Taidong.

On the side of the road, many people stopped to watch and talked about which family was going to marry a wife.

Beside the convoy, there were also media reporters taking pictures, some from paper media, and some special reporters from Internet portals.

Not far away, Lu Dong sat on the Audi A6 and asked Xu Qin, who was in the co-pilot, "Did the media reporters talk about it?"

"It's all settled." Xu Qin said: "Those two people have the arrogance of Northeast people, and the red envelopes and gifts they gave out together are very happy. Mr. Zhao is basically in the entertainment industry and has a lot of dealings with the media. He himself contacted many people. few."

Lu Dong asked, "Where is the Evening Post?"

Xu Qin glanced at the rearview mirror: "I didn't dare to find your sister-in-law, I found someone else, and we have communicated." She was puzzled: "Mr. Lu, although the other party voluntarily borne the expenses, it used a lot of our contacts. Relationship, I can't see where the harvest is?"

Lu Dong roughly explained: "It's not for Lu's catering, but for Lu's village. Sister Xu, some publicity matters above, celebrity effect is very useful."

"I understand." In fact, Xu Qin still didn't understand, but she was smart enough not to ask again.

Suddenly, the Mercedes-Benz motorcade pulled up a red banner with big characters on it - Warmly welcome the little prince to Quannan!

The people who got off from the car gathered around the banner, as if they were waiting for the important person to come down to inspect.

The reporters took pictures one after another.

Times have changed, especially for the media. Most of the media used to eat public meals.

At the turn of the century, there were restructurings one after another, and the media industry was no exception. Take Quannan as an example, the "Taidong Evening News" was responsible for its own profits and losses.

Those small and medium-sized newspapers and magazines can only fend for themselves and fight in the shopping malls.

Inevitably, money is playing an increasing role in media.

A specially made van came out of the highway crossing and parked slowly behind the Mercedes-Benz. Ma Junren got off the co-pilot, opened the rear compartment by himself, and pulled the mighty and majestic little prince down.

Regardless of the IQ of this dog, at least from its appearance, it is absolutely bluffing, how mighty it is.

"The little prince has arrived!"

A group of people were divided into two rows, deliberately separated from each other, and greeted in the lane: "Welcome! Welcome! Warmly welcome!"

Not far away, with the Tibetan Mastiff's brain, it is true to bite people.

Fortunately, Ma Junren comforted the little prince, and nothing happened.

The media reporters frequently took pictures of the little prince and the people around him from a distance.

During this period, there were constant reminders to keep distance.

This is going to bite the reporter, so it is not propaganda.

During the photo shoot by the media reporters, Ma Junren led the little prince to a Maybach in the middle of the convoy.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the famous artist Mr. Zhao Laogen got out of the car, opened the rear door of the Maybach himself, and welcomed the little prince into the car!

When Mr. Zhao came out, the reporter was undoubtedly more excited, and the sound of the camera shutter couldn't stop at all.

When he opened the car door, Mr. Zhao also stayed away. Others might think he was making way for the little prince, but Zhao Laogen knew that this dog couldn't remember people and really bit people.

After getting in the car, the convoy enters Quannan City from the west, walks east along Jingqi Road with the highest traffic flow - Luoyuan Street, passing Baotu Spring and Quannan Square, the luxury convoy of twenty Mercedes-Benz S is really In the limelight.

To put it bluntly, everyone loves everyone, and flowers bloom when they see flowers.

These days, Mercedes-Benz S is hard to find, so Mu Kun's family is mainly engaged in all kinds of car business, so they can gather 20 Mercedes-Benz Ss in a short time, plus a Maybach, and rent them to Ma Junren and Zhao Laogen.

Along the way, the following reporter vehicles kept taking pictures.

Those who get paid enough are like photographers at a wedding, chasing after, blocking in front, parking on one side to take pictures, and it is bound to make the team appear majestically on some newspapers or websites.

Sitting on a Mercedes-Benz, Zhao Laogen kept looking at the people who were paying attention, the busy reporters and the vehicles, and felt that this method was more and more reliable.

Zhao Laogen is a layman to build momentum for a certain product and engage in commercial promotion, but an old artist who has been famous for many years and a well-known flicker throughout the country, he has considerable knowledge in this industry or how to make stars.

At this point, Zhao Laogen could see clearly that the young man named Lu Dong was just making a star, wasn't he?

In other star-making activities, the protagonist is a human being, but in this star-making campaign, the protagonist is a dog!

No, it is the legendary Chinese God Dog - Tibetan Mastiff!

Thinking of the star-making level, Zhao Laogen is familiar with the road, as if he can see the bottom line at a glance, and can foresee the reaction in the next few days.

sharp! Amazing! It is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, and each generation is more powerful than the next generation!

Zhao Laogen patted the cushion lightly, somewhat admiring that Lu Dong, a person who can make such a fortune is really not someone to be taken lightly.

The old horse keeps bragging that the Tibetan mastiff is a god dog of China, what does bragging represent and what inheritance, what's the use of just bragging?

So, to make a star, make the Tibetan mastiff a star, the Tibetan mastiff has become a star, can the net worth skyrocket?

This Lu Dong is still amazing!

The long convoy passed through Quannan City, entered Century Avenue, walked along Century Avenue, crossed the entire University City, and finally turned north from the central intersection, and went to the original freight center of Sanlian Home Appliances near the lower exit of Quandao Expressway.

The transfer agreement has just been signed here, and part of the procedures have been completed. It is basically regarded as Lu's catering industry.

Later, after appropriate reconstruction on the basis of the original building, the company headquarters of Taifeng Garden Braised Chicken and Taidong Storage and Transshipment Center will be placed here.

After appropriate adjustments, it temporarily served as a Tibetan mastiff garden.

In the huge yard, barbed wire fences enclose one area after another, serving as temporary kennels.

More than 30 specially transported Tibetan mastiffs have temporarily settled down here.

Today, the gate of the transfer center is decorated with lights and festoons, and a long red carpet extends from the kennel in the yard to the road at the gate of the compound.

Many people came to cheer, including Lu Dong's friends, and some rich people who really like dogs.

Everyone has hobbies, especially when they have money and have the conditions to realize their hobbies, they are willing to spend money on them.

Thanks to Lv Dong's extensive personal connections, the news that the Tibetan Mastiff, the "Chinese god dog", is coming to Quannan has already spread in the small circle of wealthy people.

Those who like to keep dogs don't need to be invited, they come to the door by themselves.

Most of those who got along well with Lu Dong came to join in the fun, just like the big guys cheering each other on the groundbreaking, foundation laying and opening ceremonies.

Du Xiaobing, who came back from the May Day holiday, was arguing with Wei Yong at the door: "I said Brother Wei, I haven't been back for a long time, and you will steal my limelight as soon as I come back?"

Wei Yong said with a smile: "It's not that I steal your limelight, Lao Du, don't you look at your level, you are still doing well, what you say is like memorizing lines, will you not feel ashamed by then?"

Du Xiaobing said, "I've made an agreement with Lu Dong."

"It's me instead!" Wei Yongben went to put his arms around Du Xiaobing's shoulders, but found that the old Du was too taller than him, and it was too inconvenient to hug him, so he simply patted his arm: "Tell you to take a look, what is seamless!"

Du Xiaobing was a little embarrassed, after all, he had agreed with Lu Dong.

Mu Kun came over at this time: "Old Du, leave it to Brother Wei, he is bored every day, and he is free to go to court with others."

"Okay, okay." Du Xiaobing had no choice but to say to Wei Yong: "Brother Wei, you are going to screw up and lose yourself in front of outsiders. From now until the Chinese New Year, it will be your responsibility to go out and spend money."

Wei Yong responded immediately: "No problem!"

Lu Dong came back early, came in from the door, and said, "Hurry up, we're here!"

Wei Yong came over and told Lu Dong what happened just now. It was now, and Lu Dong didn't say anything. Wei Yong wanted to play, so let him play.

Soon, a reporter's vehicle arrived first, and Lu Dong asked Xu Qin to take a few of her men down to receive the reporter and help the media friends choose the shooting location and so on.

There is a plan in advance, there is a division of labor, and everyone performs their duties. It will be handled as a large-scale opening event. The people who come from Lu's Catering temporarily have experience, and everything is in order.

The sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the long Mercedes-Benz convoy drove past the door one after another. When the Maybach got a little closer, Lu Dong stopped the sound of gongs and drums quickly, fearing to startle the dog.

The Maybach stopped in front of the red carpet, and Zhao Laogen stepped forward, opened the rear door himself, and then stepped aside quickly.

Ma Junren led the little prince down and walked onto the red carpet like a superstar.

The temporarily hired people from the labor market in the convoy had already got off the car, and they still lined up to welcome them, and made way for a wide enough passage. Ma Junren led the little prince and walked over majesticly, and did not let go until he entered the kennel. tone.

At last there were no surprises.

A group of people stood not far away to watch the dog, many of them commented, and there were also many rich people who really liked keeping dogs, and the majestic Tibetan mastiff was especially appetizing to them.

Not to mention anything else, taking this dog out is enough to show off and save face.

Zhao Laogen came in and followed Lu Dong all the time, knowing the rich people from Quannan.

Listening to the introduction, Guangmei's regional manager, the general manager of Ginza Mall, the vice president of Weiqiao Group, etc., none of the people invited were simple people.

Zhao Laogen said in his heart, people say that people in Taidong are kind, and this Lu Dong is really kind.

Nothing else, pay attention!

At this time, someone suddenly asked in front: "Mr. Ma, is your Tibetan Mastiff called the Little Prince?"

"Yes." Ma Junren saw that this person was unfamiliar, and it seemed that he was not someone who had been arranged in advance.

The person who asked the question was from Sunshine Real Estate. Maybe Lu Dong and the others didn’t understand that in the Quannan business district, they were famously fond of dogs. When they saw the majestic little prince, they couldn’t hold back their love: “Mr. Ma, little Can the prince transfer it? You can make an offer."

Ma Junren smiled but said nothing.

The surrounding media reporters swarmed over, staring at the two of them one by one.

That one held out a finger: "One million, can Teacher Ma give up?"

Only then did Wei Yong remember his own scene, squeezed in front of people, and said, "Mr. Yang, you are too anxious! You don't want to give us a chance? I also like the little prince! Teacher Ma, five million, transfer it to How about me?"

Ma Junren smiled lightly, showing the demeanor he had when leading the Ma family army, and said: "You two, I'm sorry, even if you offer 10 million, I can't transfer it."

With media reporters present, Ma Junren didn't exaggerate too much.

Even so, there was still an uproar in the yard.

The effect came out instantly!