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When Zhong Shuli finally bound and sorted the printed documents one by one, and completed the order on the mobile phone, the pointer had passed nine o'clock.During this time, Lu Shijun was dealing with work, but he didn't say a word to him. This kind of hospitality was really contemptuous. He asked, "It seems that I forgot to eat. Would you like to go out to eat now?"

Lu Shijun looked up from the screen: "I'm not hungry. If you want to eat, I invite you to eat at a nearby restaurant."

"It's all over now. The only food stalls that are open for business outside are the only food stalls. How about this? You said that you came here for the first time after graduation. I don't know much about the changes in Jize's structure. I will take you all the way to see. The school's The supermarket should still be open, so it shouldn’t be a problem to deal with it.”

Zhong Shuli held several documents, pointed Lu Shijun to see the situation of the reconstruction, arrived near the dormitory area, and said: "I have some documents to send, you wait at the door, I will put the documents downstairs On the desk in the duty room."

Lu Shijun watched him sink into the entrance of the brightly lit dormitory building, and his heart suddenly sank.The two passed several dormitories together, and Lu Shijun said, "I remember that the access control time of Jize's dormitory is 10:30, and you usually deliver materials to students at this time?"

"Usually it is delivered at [-] o'clock. Some students are inconvenient to go out and print on the same day, so they place an order on my WeChat, add one yuan, and I can deliver it downstairs to their dormitory that night."

"Then you just run around the campus for a dollar every night?" Lu Shijun's tone was cold.

"It's not running all over the campus, it's just a few dormitory buildings. I'm negotiating with a company that makes self-service printers. In two days, I will set up one under each dormitory building, and I will share the commission."

"Apart from the students on campus, does the print shop have any other sources of customers?"

"Yes, the middle school student training institutions near Jize, all the learning materials are printed by me. The official account on the school also has thousands of subscriptions. I plan to talk to the takeaway outside the school after a while, and put some on it. Advertisements and coupons can earn about 0.5 yuan per order." Zhong Shuli confirmed the order while swiping his phone.

The corner of Lu Shijun's mouth couldn't help but twitch: "My subordinates all think that I count pennies and pennies. It seems that I haven't seen Boss Zhong's kung fu in every minute."

Zhong Shuli stopped and looked away from the phone: "How do you know my surname is Zhong?"

The other party shrugged slightly: "It's written on the car outside your printing shop, Boss Zhong."

Zhong Shuli was noncommittal, and the two went to the supermarket to buy some food. He asked, "Can I drink? Or did you come by car?"

"I'm here on foot. I live just over 20 minutes away from here. However, the supermarket in the school does not allow the sale of alcohol. There have been more than a hundred times in my four years in college, and I have only seen fruit beer here."

"We're not students, so what are you worried about?" As he spoke, he opened the soda cooler, reached into the depths of the neatly arranged coke cans, pushed aside the drinks, and brought out a few cans of beer.

Lu Shijun suddenly became enlightened, and helped to stack the broken drink cans, and closed the cabinet door.

After leaving the dormitory area, the street lamps on the side of the road became much more lonely, and the milky white halo was surrounded by trees on the road, and only scattered and swaying spots of light fell.

Zhong Shuli asked: "Can you see the road clearly, do you want to turn on a flashlight?"

The other party lowered his head and smiled: "It's better not to turn on the lights here, otherwise a beam of light will hit the past and startle a bunch of mandarin ducks."

"Besides, my myopia is only [-] or [-] degrees at night, and the difference between east, west and north is always light." As he was speaking, his body suddenly tilted and was grabbed by Zhong Shuli.

The two of them looked down and saw that there was a small hole on the flat roadside. Zhong Shuli said: "The school is renovating the green belt recently, and a lot has been dug on the side of the road. Don't walk aside." Holding the silky cuffs of the suit, holding the other's wrist, said: "I'll pull you away, don't go astray."

Walking to the embankment of the artificial lake in Jize, looking for a Fatong tree, he sat down on the stone pier. In front of him was the glistening and flowing night, and the cool breeze passed through his fingers when he was pulling the ring.

Lu Shijun asked, "How are you doing recently?"

"It's okay, with enough food and clothing, I almost have to live a life of 'wife and children on the kang'."

"Almost?"

"Oh, I accidentally pissed him off, and the chicken flew into the egg - oh, no, there are no eggs at all."

Lu Shijun took a sip of cold beer, felt a diffuse burning pain in his stomach, and felt relieved, and said: "I never thought that one day, you would say such a thing."

Counting the heads of the shadowy lovers feeding mosquitoes by the lake, he said, "Don't talk about me. How are you? When did you come to work in Liucheng?"

"Just last autumn, I was paid by Zhijing Company, from nine to five, never arriving early or leaving late, and I was able to handle it."

"Landscape is a good foreign company. Although it has only been in the country for a few years, it can hardly find any competitors in Zenan Province. I think its salary must be much higher than that of Gao Jing."

With a stab in his heart, Lu Shijun fixedly looked at Zhong Shuli, who subconsciously turned his face to look back at him, suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled out a tung tree seed from his hair, held it in his palm and shook it Shaking, the dry seeds turned twice with the layered fluff, and were thrown on the ground again.

His words also seemed broken amidst the rustling sound of blowing leaves: "It's all over, I don't care anymore, why are you nervous?"

In the meeting room, the projection was already showing the concluding remarks of "Thank you for watching". Everyone lowered their heads and pretended to be looking at the plan, and a few sneaked a glance at the silent director at the table from time to time.

Lu Shijun put the document back on the table, and said slowly: "The crowd needs to be more refined. This time, there is no need to promote the product itself or its concept, but to focus on the 5% of loyal consumers." For influential users, the choice of spokesperson should be a singer or musician who has never endorsed in this field; the introduction is too complicated, and each picture should not exceed 25 words; the visual department filters the color, except for the product itself , no more than three. I need this plan to look flatter, but more tense, and at least more than 80% consistent with the target audience’s resonance and demand rate. In short, the plan is good and can be finalized.”

As soon as the words fell, everyone booed in relief.

Lu Shijun said: "Everyone continue to work hard, and the presentation will be at the same time tomorrow."

When he walked out of the office, the colleagues in the room stood up and clapped their crowns to celebrate. Liang Jing was rubbing two dark circles under the eyes that could no longer be covered by BB cream. After so long, I finally escaped death, do you want to go out with me tonight to corrupt?"

Liang Jing smiled wryly and said, "Don't think about it, I didn't hear the director say that I have to hand over the revision to him tomorrow?"

"It's okay, it's okay, didn't the director explain the problem clearly, and it can be solved if we rush to work a little bit." He shook his head and said with emotion: "I really love the director of Dead Road, and no team leader has ever expressed the request so clearly Standardized."

Liang Jing nodded and felt the same way. In the past, when she was working under other managers, she was often frightened when she received the feedback of "peaceful, not innovative enough, and more mellow", and went back at a loss to figure out what the leader's so-called "tension" was. The standard, working overtime, ushered in yet another blood shower. After repeated several times, he had to desperately restrain his urge to copy his notebook and smash the opponent's head.

"Old Lu, I've seen your group's plan. It's not bad. A group of children can perfect the plan to this point. When I passed by just now, I heard them say you're coming." A man with slightly curly chestnut hair in the middle part tweeted Enter the door.

"What are you talking about, Lu Papi?" Lu Shijun was still looking at the computer.

"How can it be? They are all praising you, Master Lu, for your wisdom and martial arts. I am so moved that I want to enshrine you in my heart, and use your voice and smile to replace the koi desktop of my inspiration king."

Lu Shijun quickly saved the document, got up and said, "By the way, Xiao Zai, did you mention the Jize University Alumni Foundation Publicity and Planning Contest last week?"

"Yeah, I thought you were from Jize. If you were put in charge, the communication would be easier. Didn't you think that this project was a waste of the company's reputation? Did you push me with a few words?"

"Then I changed my mind. The project at hand is almost at the implementation stage, and I have spare energy to take charge of this project."

"Director Lu, you are really the mainstay of my LS. The current project is not over, so you volunteered to take the initiative to pick up the mess of the draft competition, what a model worker..."

"It's not as good as General Manager Xiao's day-to-day management."

"Are you really interested in this? Franklyspeaking, if the headquarters didn't force us to get in touch with the local college, I don't want to waste time on this thing—what can a group of students make?"

"Although Jize has its own major in advertising, the college is too small to be successful. If we want to produce high-quality products in the event, we can change our thinking. If we only regard Jize as the host or co-organizer, we can expand the solicitation to the whole country How about non-advertising practitioners?"

"This is more reliable, but I don't know if Jize will blame us for going back on our promises."

Lu Shijun opened the preliminary cooperation proposal and said: "Zhijing helped Jize review the plan, and promoted it nationwide by the way, confiscated a penny from it, and lost money to make money. It still has the nerve to not listen to us of?"

Xiao Zai pursed his lips: "Sure enough, you are a rational person under the control of capital. I thought you would value Jize more. Then you can continue to work. I'll go and book a bar for everyone tomorrow night. I hope it won't be wasted by then. "

Lu Shijun raised his head, pointed at him like a gun, and said, "Don't bring the US emperor's concept of drinking today to these young people, the house prices in the third ring road are already [-]. "

"Okay, okay, I'm going to be high this month." Xiao Zai stuck out his tongue when he closed the door.

Lu Shijun opened the blinds behind him, and the subordinates no longer had the bitterness and hatred of the previous few days.After Liang Jing said something, the male colleague at the next table stood up, walked around behind her and stretched out his hand, pointing something on the screen.

"what happened?"

"The team leader also said that the copywriting and graphic design are too boring and not outstanding enough, and I am re-editing."

Lu Shijun rubbed the center of his brows, and complained again: "Protruding, protruding, how does he want me to protrude? I won't make a plane anymore. Does making a three-dimensional model stick in his eyes count as protruding?"

"Shijun, that's not the case. Although you feel that what he put forward is just your own subjective feelings, the decision maker is different from what you see. Your copy is written for customers, but what he said The lack of prominence is based on the user experience. You have just entered the industry, and you may not be able to understand the actual measurement required by the superior's words. In fact, it is not a very vague thing. In this way, leave the planning for now, and you can temporarily take over as my assistant Rita's work, look at how it should be done from a different perspective."

"Lu Shijun, I found that your sensitivity to color is very poor. The color is too light. Does the customer want to see your sketch work?"

"Perhaps the customer is also color-blind." Lu Shijun lay down in front of the computer desk and pretended to be dead.

The other party leaned down behind him, reached out to touch the side button on the computer screen, and wrapped him in his arms, his chin unconsciously rubbed against his shoulder, the faint smell of perfume filled the small space, and his heart suddenly fell silent for a few seconds , and jumped up violently.

Zhong Shuli still focused on looking at the parameters on the computer display menu, pressed the "-" button, and said a word.

"Reduce the saturation of the computer display by 20%, so that the actual effect will be much more vivid than your eyes."

"Well, boss, what did you say?" A student who was about to press the print option menu turned around and asked.

With the newspaper in his hand, Zhong Shuli fanned it repeatedly, and said, "Didn't you adjust the saturation of the picture just now? The pixels of your picture are not very good, and the effect of the poster printed will be much weaker. You should turn off the computer first." The saturation of the display is lowered, and then the picture is adjusted, and it will come out brighter."

After hearing this, the other party frantically looked for the setting bar of the computer. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and pressed the button on the display screen to bring up the menu.

At this time, a well-dressed middle-aged man walked in and said, "Hello, Mr. Gao, are you still busy?"

He squinted at the man, then turned to the student and said, "It's ok. After adjusting the picture, don't forget to tell me the number of copies to be printed, and I'll turn on the machine."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the side and turned on the printing machine, and someone who came from the side followed with an apologetic smile.

Zhong Shuli said: "Secretary Qiao, there is no Mr. Gao here, and you don't have to bother to find this person. If you want me, the owner of a printing shop surnamed Zhong, to talk about business, my place is small and I can't keep up with your big company. supply, please come back."

"Okay, okay, Boss Zhong, have you considered what I told you last time?" Secretary Qiao said helplessly.

"Didn't I already say it last time, I said 'you don't have to see me on Huangquan Road', so why should I go against his wishes." He still rolled up the paper in an orderly manner.

"Xiao Li, what Lao Gao said at the time was angry, can't you turn it around? People always live more and more like children when they get older. I have obviously asked about you for so many years, and I always mention you in private. , I just can’t bear the shame to come and go there myself. If you are willing to go back, everything will be as usual, and we can arrange for you any job or position you want, and you don’t have to guard this shabby shop all day long. Joe Uncle has never cheated on you since he was a child, at least he was against you at that time, so just listen to me this time."

Zhong Shuli was about to have a fit, but he couldn't turn his face when he heard Secretary Qiao's "Xiao Li", so he couldn't help but smile: "Uncle Qiao, what status do you think I'm going back this time? The bereaved dog is still the illegitimate son of his current happy family who wants to tell the world; how can I face his wife when I go back? Do I have to salivate and call my mother?"

Secretary Qiao couldn't answer for a moment, and after a long time, she just sighed and said in a low voice: "President Gao really hurt people too much in this matter about sister-in-law. She often sighed for a while, saying that she didn't know about her past. How's it going?"

"My mother is doing well, don't bother you." He replied blankly, took out another unopened mail from the sundries, handed it to the other party and said, "Take it back, my car is parked at Outside, there is a place to sleep at night, and three meals a day are full, he just wants to live a happy life for his family of three, and he doesn't have to chew these tongues after dinner to make himself uncomfortable."

Secretary Qiao took the mail, seeing no room for change, and said in a low voice, "They are exactly the same in terms of temper and mind."