Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back

Wang Gang and the others don't understand.

Xiao Yang asked what charades they were playing.

Sister Ying asked them to look at their mobile phones.

Everyone lowered their heads to read the news in the group, and then Wang Gang and the three of them agreed: "I'll go!"

"Okay, okay."

Jiang Yang raised his glass, "Whether Sister Ning is poor or rich, a celebrity or an ordinary person, our romance will last forever, until death!"

Xiao Yang said, can you be more sour?

Jiang Yang can, he can have another glass of wine.

Everyone told him to get out.

After they drank, Wang Gang raised his glass again, "My, my, it's really low-grade to arrange here."

Hou Bing told him not to belittle himself, Jiang Yang took such a big deal, and he was still here for a small barbecue.

They punished Jiang Yang for drinking.

After drinking, they each talked about their jobs. Hou Bing said that he has switched to delivering food now, and he is very satisfied with this job. Good."

As for Xiao Yang.

He's running a business selling software, and they all have bright futures.

"I don't dare to change jobs now."

Wang Gang said with a smile that his priority now is to make money. He now has to support three people, maintain a house, and pay back the money, even if he pretends to be a grandson. Yours may have to wait."

Jiang Yang is not in a hurry.

They then chatted about other things, and then Hou Bing suddenly saw a middle-aged takeaway rider sitting on the seat next to him, with three bottles of beer on the table and no dish. Did not drink down.

His eyes were empty, lost, and helpless.

He has tried his best for life, but it is still a mess.

Someone is passing by.

The middle-aged uncle stepped aside cautiously, afraid that he would disturb others, just like he was afraid that others would give him a bad review.

Hou Bing recruited the waiter and asked the waiter to quietly serve ten kebabs to his colleagues, "When I encounter difficulties in the future, I hope I can get ten kebabs to eat." Hou Bing said.

Jiang Yang didn't speak. He looked at the middle-aged rider. After taking the mutton skewers from the waiter, he looked around in a daze.

He could feel it all too well.

Jiang Yang lay in the hospital for half a year and was used to suffering too much.

He once saw a man who had just become a father kicked the wall on the stairs and scolded his mother when he faced deafness when he took medicine for a premature baby. He once saw a funeral, a worker who had worked hard all his life, and later found out that he had a heart problem, which could be cured with an operation, but he chose to commit suicide by drinking pesticide.

"Why."

Jiang Yang sighed lightly.

Li Qingning turned her head and looked at Jiang Yang. Jiang Yang looked at the middle-aged man without speaking. She heard a song from Jiang Yang, a Japanese song, a sad song, and even death. She didn't know what happened to Jiang Yang. Suddenly this came to mind.

She touched Jiang Yang's hand.

Jiang Yang often has some strange feelings, and she is used to it, which is why she likes to follow Jiang Yang to various occasions, and it feels like a door has been opened for her life and Ge Sheng. Let her see a different world.

In the evening, Jiang Yang and Li Qingning did not stay in the apartment overnight.

They go home.

But before going back, Jiang Yang renewed the rent of the apartment for a few more months, which was a thought.

When going downstairs, Jiang Yang and Li Qingning passed by the family. Jiang Yang turned his head and saw the middle-aged rider holding his daughter and his wife at his side. They didn't go to the apartment, but went to the basement of the apartment.

Li Qingning didn't drink, she drove.

Jiang Yang was not drunk either.

On the way back, the shock that Hou Bing and the others had waited for for a long time finally took off the restrained disguise and let it out in the group.

Hou Bing: "Jiang Yang, you transported this piece of shit away. I doubt it was the shit itself."

Xiao Yang: "Damn it, when did our eyes go blind? We don't even know that big stars are around. Jiang Yang, when will you sign me a dozen names? I'll buy them online, and they will definitely be popular! I'll sell them Fucking software."

Wang Gang: "It's over, the child is stupid, and he can't tell who is the star."

Xiao Yang: "What do you know? This is the ancestor of the toad. From now on, all the toads will have to buy an autograph to go back and kowtow nine times."

Hou Bing felt that Xiao Yang could still publish a book, ""Lao Tzu Is a Toad", friends with small characters, a biography is the most popular."

Sister Ying: "Ah! I forgot to ask for my autograph. Sister Ning is my idol! Jiang Yang, promise me that you will be gentle when you go back at night."

Xiao Yang:——

Hou Bing:——

Wang Gang: "Ahem, I've been pregnant for three years."

Everyone expressed their understanding.

Jiang Yang was about to type to reprimand, when Zhou Hao called, "Director Jiang, we have a big job."

"What big job?"

Zhou Hao said: "Kyoto TV Station is going to make a public service advertisement, and our company has also been selected."

In this world, the country not only has regulations on the number of public service advertisements on TV stations, but also on the quality, broadcast time and duration, and there are even competitions for public service advertisements. For public institutions, this honor is very useful to leaders. Therefore, Taili has high requirements for public service advertisements and has invested a lot of funds.

For advertising companies, accepting such advertisements is not only about making money. If you get a good ranking in the public service advertisement competition, it will not only make the leader look good, but also become the business card of the advertising company.

Now among the top ten advertising companies in China, none of them has a public service advertisement award.

Zhou Hao didn't know how such a small company was qualified to participate, but since he was qualified to participate, he had to give it a try to see if he could win.

Jiang Yang asked him: "Have you ever advertised the rubber product you have?"

"pass."

The planning made the client very satisfied, and the client has signed a long-term cooperation contract with them. However, the contract has a condition, that is, Jiang Yang must be appointed as the creative director of the advertisement, "The client recognizes you now, and your two-version advertisement is very appetizing to them."

Jiang Yang thought this client had really weird tastes.

Zhou Hao asked, "Hey, do you have any thoughts on public service advertisements?"

Jiang Yang thought of Hou Bing just now, and a short video that was not a public service advertisement popped up in his mind involuntarily.

He told Zhou Hao that he would give him a script for a short film on Monday, and let's take a look at it first.

As soon as Zhou Hao heard that Jiang Yang had an idea, he hung up the phone happily.

This short film is from Thailand on earth. It was originally a short film of an insurance company, but because it was so touching, it was spread from abroad to China.

The protagonist of the short film was drenched in water on the road, and worried that others would get drenched, so he used a flower pot to catch the water. He would help a street vendor push a cart, give a chicken leg to a dog, and give money to a little girl begging for school every day, even though others thought he was naive and stupid;

He won't get anything from doing this, he won't be rich, he won't appear on TV, and he won't be more famous, but the moment he sees the little begging girl with her schoolbag on her back, tears will fill his eyes...

Jiang Yang thought of what Hou Bing said when he sent that uncle off, and he thought it would be good to make this short film to make the world more "fools", because the next "fool" to help might be his friend.

A healing advertisement in Thailand should be an insurance in memory.