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"Manager Xu, the above is our final plan. May I ask what you think?" The demo staff finally took a deep breath, but the hearts of everyone in the office were raised, and the air was extremely suffocated for a while.

"Well," the account manager flipped through the information in his hand, trying to find a foothold for his wandering thoughts, "the content is very good, but there seems to be less publicity for us, the whole article is about New drops. Also, can’t the logo on the promotional page be bigger?”

Seeing that the colleagues in the art department were about to roll their eyes while smiling, Liang Jing quickly stepped forward and explained: "That's right, Manager Xu, before positioning your company's new products in the market, We have conducted extensive market research. At present, the influence of Laiyin in the mid-end market is beyond doubt. We believe that it is much better to deepen consumers' impressions of Laiyin through product promotion than one-sidedly emphasizing the existence of the company. Especially when this product is positioned as a high-end customer group, it is more advisable to use the product effect to drive the company's reputation. As for the logo issue..."

Liang Jing was about to continue, but saw the director who hadn't said a word press down slightly, which was a code word for pause.He stood up and said, "Manager Xu, we will carefully consider your idea. As Gina said just now, the significance of this product is not to quickly form a market effect, but to serve as a benchmark for your company's product upgrades so that it can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. For such a product with a high market price, the best driving force to promote the development of public opinion is not overwhelming publicity, but through stars or cutting-edge effects, which will affect non-inherent people layer by layer. At the same time, you can see that it is our publicity In the early stage, the scale of follow-up in the later stage will be very large, and it will not be too late to make up for the promotion of your company."

The customer nodded: "In that case, I personally have no doubts. Let's talk about the budget next."

"Since you have already recruited me to join the team, I'm not good at being a vegetarian. I just want to offer some suggestions on layout and printing. You have many ideas, but I haven't come up with one after listening to it for a long time——First, Jize What is the establishment and operation of your alumni foundation, and has the school given its desired publicity guidance; secondly, you all want to induce alumni in the society to pay attention to the foundation itself through the thinking of "black bird feeding back" , but you try to think about it from both the school and the alumni, what is the significance of the existence of this foundation?"

Zhong Shuli touched his fingers and palms together, and patiently inspected the students at a table.

Cheng Sicheng muttered: "What's the point of the foundation? Isn't it just that the school wants to trick former students into donating money?"

"Yes, but if you were an alumni, would you donate?" Zhong Shuli nodded with a smile.

"I won't," said a girl shaking her head. "When will the school consider our students? The price of food in the cafeteria is skyrocketing, and the newly built dormitory building clearly exceeds the standard of formaldehyde and forces us to silence."

"If you have money, you should donate a little. After all, the school is completed, and I will say that I graduated from Jize in the future, and I will have face when I go out."

Lu Sijie held his chin and said, "Then what is the criterion for being rich?"

A girl got excited, and pointed to the school district house outside the window: "For example, if I see a house today, I can immediately withdraw cash to buy it. This kind of refreshment is called a rich person."

The boys present silently looked away from the window, Zhong Shuli couldn't help laughing, and a girl went on to say: "Also, the standard of being rich is probably—"It's cold, let the Wang family go bankrupt Bar.'"

The students present laughed heartily, and Zhong Shuli looked at them quietly, the smile on his face slowly receding.

Lu Sijie thought he didn't understand, so he explained: "Boss, this sentence is an old joke, it's the president in a novel..."

"I know the meaning of this sentence." He blinked: "It's just that our topic went off the rails."

Looking up at the clock on the wall, he concluded: "Let's discuss here today, and everyone will clarify their tasks. Cheng Sicheng will be responsible for sorting out the school history materials and the content of the foundation. Yuan Tianye will contact the alumni association and try to get as many Knowing the current situation of the alumni, Lu Sijie and Qiao Yun tried to write a few copywritings according to the templates on the Internet, and Zhao Yu went to collect the school's publicity logos and styles in recent years. I will be responsible for making several more budget sheets to adapt to different implementation plan."

The students got up and left. He concentrated a little and found a person leaning against the door, half covered with rays of light.As if a stone fell to the ground, there were layers of chime sounds, he stepped forward and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

Lu Shijun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Not long ago, I just talked about the part of 'Tianliang Wangpo'."

He held the corner of his mouth and said, "Let's go, eat first. Where do you want to eat?"

"Go to the cafeteria, didn't you want me to try the serious dishes in the cafeteria yesterday?"

"Oh? You came here just for this sentence?" Zhong Shuli opened his wallet that was almost broken in half, and looked at the balance inside.

"Not really. It's hot, and I don't have an appetite to eat alone."

The two came to the bustling student cafeteria and came to a window in the corner.The two ordered two sets of fried rice noodles, and the chef inside was chopping up the condiments quickly while heating the pan. After pouring an egg on the oil, he heard the clang of the spatula mixing the condiments. Voice.Zhong Shuli looked at the tumbling ingredients in the pot with great interest, and said: "This master is an authentic Guilin native, and he just came to the cafeteria recently. Every time the students see his comprehensive posture and frying posture one by one, the students always think If you don't have the temper to wait, let us take advantage of it."

"When I first came to the north to go to school, I called any strip-shaped food noodles. Generally speaking, the chef at the window would look at me and silently serve me rice noodles, vermicelli, etc. There is only one The thick-backed chef would give me a hard look every time he served it. I found out later that the chef made stir-fried noodles. Every time I ordered noodles, he would run to the window of Yangchun with a grunt and shout The female chef next to me begged for some noodles to fry for me.

"Then this master is really an honest man."

"After I realized that the strips and the noodles are not the same thing, I was embarrassed to go to the master's window. Unexpectedly, he stared at me even more fiercely. When he saw me passing by, his eyes lit up. I often worried that he would come out of the window. He pulled out a 40-meter-long knife. Bite the bullet and walked over. Before he could say anything, he swiped my card at the previous price. "

Zhong Shuli stroked his chin: "Could it be that this chef wants to change his career to make ramen and want to practice with you?" He said and took the fried rice noodles, and the two found a seat and sat down.

A faint mist appeared in Lu Shijun's eyes: "Later, I heard that he married the female master of Yangchun Noodles. I think the children can make soy sauce now."

In my memory, there was a guy who loved to eat Yangchun noodles pressing on him: "Shijun, you see, it's all because of you. I won't be able to eat that aunt's noodles in the future. How can I compensate me, huh?"

The boy with bright eyes turned around and hooked the other's neck, and said with the corners of his mouth flying, "The little hen is hungry for noodles? Okay, call my husband to listen, my husband will eat it for you!"

It's just a brief reflection left on the glass door by the subway submerged in darkness, and after a second, there will be only yourself left under the bright lights.

"Have you been so free these two days?"

"It's okay. After all, I've risen to the position of the bustard, so I don't need to do the briefing myself. I'm planning to report to the headquarters about the Italian project. Can I use it after dinner?"

Zhong Shuli put on a discouraged smile: "Yeah, Boss Lu, I'm doing both random translation and English translation tonight. Is there any overtime pay?"

Lu Shijun looked at him pretending to be surprised: "Are we living in a communist society? Or is it the end of the world? What is overtime pay?"

Zhong Shuli couldn't help stretching out his hand to rub Lu Shijun's hair. After his fingers fully returned to the soft touch, Fang Fang felt that he was a bit overstepped, so he pretended to withdraw his hand naturally, and said, "Not bad, the face of a capitalist has already learned It's all over."

Lu Shijun quietly picked up the rice noodles and put them in his mouth.Three years ago, the most intimate gesture between the two of them was nothing more than rubbing their own hair like a brother.There was no kissing or hugging, because in the eyes of the two of them, these were very solemn steps and should not be used to desecrate the relationship between the pure lower body.

However, when it comes to hugging, it seems to be once.

Coming out of the bathroom, looking at Gao Shuli's slack eyes through the curling smoke, he said, "What are you thinking, don't you want to wash?" He said while sitting on the edge of the bed, wiping his hair.

"I feel a little boring. I was instigated by hormones before, but I had a sense of vanity and expansion. Recently, I feel more and more that the so-called sex in the bed is no different from the estrus of animals, cats and dogs. In the end, it is just dominated by nature. piston movement."

Lu Shijun smiled slightly: "Anything can be beautified, but this is the only one that can't do it. Otherwise, you won't be able to do anything serious all day long. People have long since lost the aesthetics of sex, and modern times have only begun to pick them up. Wake up, it's a pity that everyone in the world knows that beauty is beauty, so it's evil."

Gao Shuli nodded slightly: "making love, it sounds like you will fall in love after doing it."

"But the interest in this matter still exists, and there are different forms. Some are the interest of craftsmen, thinking about making one thing perfect; some are the interest of exploring, like a key, trying to open all kinds of things. This kind of lock; some are the interest of leaving, this matter is just a habit of leaving the same path like online games and reading.”

"Then which one are we?" The other party stubbed out his cigarette and looked at him with interest.

"I don't know what kind of interest you are fading, but for me," he shook his head, "I gave up thinking completely, let the **** control me, and saw that the so-called shame and moral values ​​​​are all To be crushed into fine powder, this is my interest."

"Really?" Gao Shuli pounced on him suddenly, pushed him down on the bed, knelt down and peeled off his bathrobe, groped his chest, and said vaguely: "If you just touch the place you are used to , I don’t think there is anything new and exciting.” He frowned: “Don’t make trouble, I just took a shower.” But the other party had put his hands into the bathrobe and stroked behind him, rubbing down step by step along the ribs, the movement Soft as a prowling cat.

He felt numbness on his back, but the fingertips of the other party were sucking his skin tightly like a branding iron, as if they wanted to go through the skin to comfort the silent joints and pull away the uneasy heart. He trembled a little, and let out a cry He pondered and poured out unexpectedly.

The other party immediately stopped, and put the half-clad body in his arms back on the bed. It was just a joke, but it seemed too intimate: "Sorry."

His mind quickly cooled down, and he lazily said: "It's okay, do you want to continue?" He drooped his eyelids, showing a bit of provocation, he knew this man's stable self-control, once a week, and only smoked at this time Smoke one and never bother him at other times.

But Gao Shuli laughed, perhaps because he wanted to dilute the joke just now, or because he really had unfinished desires. He turned around and tore off the other party's belt, and stretched out his hand towards the dark blue triangle. Kneading, the soft distraction that was originally bound in the clothes was teased and swelled up unarmed, like a fish trapped in a narrow ditch struggling to shake and shake to get rid of.

It seems that the heart, liver, spleen and stomach in front of him are all drawn together, and his entire center of gravity is stubbornly controlled by the other hand.Feeling the heat on his face, Lu Shijun couldn't help twisting his body, trying to escape from the shackles of his lower body, but the opponent's other hand pressed his shoulder, and the opponent's thigh pressed against his base, forcing him to keep opening open.

"Don't, don't do it. I don't want... I don't want it." He said with difficulty, but he met the man's playful eyes, and then his neck was supported by his hands, and his eyes fell on the words that he raised slightly superior.

"Don't worry, it's not ugly at all." As if knowing what he was thinking, the other party comforted softly, but the only cover was roughly torn off with his hands, so the trembling fleshy pillar stood upright without restraint.

"You see, this is the real reaction, it can't be avoided, and you can't avoid it."

He looked at the face of the other party shrouded in the faint morning light, like a white marble emerging from milk, with sharp edges and delicate edges, but no emotion could be seen in his eyes.

Gao Shuli took off his nightgown, leaned down and fumbled for things on the bedside, and said in a low voice: "If it doesn't meet your aesthetics, it's the creator's fault, not your problem. You have to believe , among thousands of its kind, it is certainly not inferior."

He felt that he was going to cry, just like his own words, full as if he was going to burst, so he almost shamelessly begged the person on his body for a little comfort, but at the same time he felt a huge emptiness resting on his back, this This kind of emptiness and fullness can't make up for each other at all, as if they want to squeeze him dry at the same time.Then a bit of coolness seeped in, and a hot thing filled his body. During the bursts of hot tide and ebb tide, he hugged the well-defined carcass, and the bone-piercing coolness finally receded.