because i'm pretty

Most advertising companies have free working hours, and Muga is no exception.

Except for every Monday, in order to make employees less presumptuous, it is still necessary to count the arrival time symbolically.

Of course Li Yikai is not of the presumptuous type, but he is definitely not the insider who arrived early.

He clocked in 10 minutes early at 28:2, just as Zoe was standing at the front desk holding a small notebook—everyone who arrived after 10:30 had to write down the reason for being late on the notebook, and then handed it to Feng Xin for the afternoon Tea readings, appreciate those strange excuses for sleeping in.

"It's always early, Kevin, and he's so handsome today!" Zoe said hello when they met.

"Morning", Li Yikai nodded, then suddenly remembered - "Then what..."

"What's the matter?" Zoe raised her head with a smile, and understood: "Tomorrow is the last day stipulated by Mr. Feng. I have already arranged three interviews for you. This time I have carefully asked about your work experience, don't worry."

"It's hard work, I just want to ask." Li Yikai took the shoulder bag off his shoulder, "Yuan Zhiming, have you contacted him?"

"Not yet, I'm going to send a rejection email today." Zoe replied.

Li Yikai said "hmm" and said, "Then wait a minute, give me his cell phone number, and I'll tell him."

"Huh?" Zoe froze for a moment, and then the DNA of the gossip started to move, but just as she was about to ask again, the alarm clock on her phone rang.

——It was 10:30, and her late supervision work officially started, and Li Yikai had already left with long legs.

When he came to the work station, a glass of iced Americano arrived before him.

Li Yikai looked at Sun Shanshan: "Didn't you talk about it for a week?"

Last week, Sun Shanshan was driven to a breakdown by a difficult female client. Li Yikai took over the job of communicating with her, on the condition that Sun Shanshan buy him coffee for a week.

"I can buy you a drink for a month," Sun Shanshan said with a sad face, "I saw what you and her chatted in the group on the weekend, and I already felt suffocated. Thinking of this, I am grateful. "

There was an aisle between her and Li Yikai's workstations, and she slid the chair over and grabbed the table: "Boss, can you really be calm when facing this kind of customers? Hey, when will I be able to cultivate?"

Li Yikai gave a rare smile, completely forgot about his collapse at the entrance of the art museum, he looked like a leader, and comforted: "It will be better to experience it a few more times."

He put his backpack in the cabinet, took off his jacket and hung it on the chair: "But you can't keep shrinking, I don't have so much time to launch Hongda's bidding plan this week."

"Didn't we hire a designer yet?" Sun Shanshan was very well informed.

"That can't be delayed anymore," Li Yikai said, "Persevere, and you will have a vacation after the execution is over next week."

Sun Shanshan was immediately excited, but before she could say a word of thanks, she heard Li Yikai say: "Then the Hongda project is almost on the right track, and you will enter this project at that time."

Sun Shanshan said she got it, and shrank back to her work station.

Li Yikai set up the computer and mobile phone, cleaned Klein's blue water glass, connected it with warm water, wiped off the water droplets and put them on the coaster.

Basically all clients will be busy with internal affairs on Monday morning, which is a rare time not to be disturbed. Li Yikai organized his work for the week and carefully looked at Hongda's project bidding again.

Hongda is an old-fashioned department store in Jinghai City. Old-fashioned means obsolete, especially under the impact of Internet e-commerce, Hongda shopping mall has become a place only for 40+ old ladies.

And this project is to help them do a new brand upgrade. In addition to renewing the Logo and Slogan, the entire building of the shopping mall will also be redecorated.

The client is very courageous. He said that if he wants to make a complete change, he wants to go to the most avant-garde shopping center abroad, and proposes to build an urban fashion life center integrating shopping, entertainment and art exhibition.

According to Li Yikai's experience, most of this kind of brief will eventually turn a rustic department store into a department store that can't go up or down under the heavy pressure of fund execution.

But when it comes to bidding, the proposal still needs to be proposed according to the ideal, which is why it is difficult to find such a designer—it must not only have an avant-garde vision and a sense of art, but also have business and brand thinking, and understand the subtleties involved.

Just as she was worried, Yuan Zhiming's cell phone number came into Zoe's hair.

Li Yikai had lunch, and before the lunch break was over, he found a conference room and called him.

The phone connected after two or three rings.

Still a low and hoarse voice: "Hello? Hello."

Li Yikai whispered: "Hi, I'm Li Yikai."

The tone raised a little, and Yuan Zhiming seemed a little surprised: "Director Li? Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Well, I would like to ask, besides the portfolio you submitted to the company at that time, you should have other personal works, right? Can you sort out a copy and send it to me?"

"Yes!" Yuan Zhiming replied immediately, put down the digital tablet in his hand, picked up the mouse, and began to search for it.

"What type do you want to see? I have a lot of works."

Li Yikai was silent for a while: "Hmm... graffiti, or fashion style."

Yuan Zhiming guessed that there must be a job opportunity introduction, but he felt that this request was a bit strange: "Is it fashion, or graffiti? Or graffiti-style fashion?"

Li Yikai was almost entangled: "It's okay, anyway, these two."

"No problem", Yuan Zhiming understood everything, but still couldn't hold back: "Is there any project?"

People coming back from the glass door in twos and threes, Li Yikai was a little noisy here, he pressed his ears, and then said:

"There is one, my friend. He needs to find a graffiti artist for film and television drama sets. He needs to paint solid walls with a stronger style. Are you interested in this kind?"

"Yes!" Yuan Zhiming immediately agreed, almost eager to try, "I have also played with wall graffiti before."

"Oh", Li Yikai's tone was not too affected, "That's good."

Yuan Zhiming asked again: "What about the fashion style? Are there other projects?"

Pretty clever...

Li Yikai took a deep breath and said vaguely: "Well, it's mainly about the graffiti. I will contact you again when I have a chance."

"Okay, thank you Director Li," Yuan Zhiming said politely.

Li Yikai waited for a while, feeling a little helpless: "Then you sort it out...send it to my email."

"Ah, that's right!" Yuan Zhiming finally remembered, "I scanned the QR code last time to add you as a friend, but then a call came in, so I lost it, I'm really sorry."

The corner of Li Yikai's mouth raised.

Then I heard Yuan Zhiming say: "Let me add you one more time, can I find this phone number?"

Li Yikai almost reflexively said: "Yes".

But after answering, he opened the phone and looked at it. It was black—it was a work phone.

Forget it, almost.

They hung up the phone quickly and politely.

Yuan Zhiming immediately searched the mobile phone number on WeChat, and the WeChat profile picture he found was a blue abstract color painting.

Did you change your avatar so quickly?

Yuan Zhiming thought, maybe Director Li's impression of Wang Daqi became worse that day because he was fighting against injustice for himself, so he stopped using his paintings for the profile picture...

After thinking about it, he felt self-indulgent, and he was not sure that his original avatar was Wang Daqi's work.

So I took a sip of coffee and started to get down to business, searching for works in the work folder...

Li Yikai soon received a friend request from "Rising Star".

Yuan Zhiming's avatar is a pair of characters, which say "artists have to work harder", very humorous font, I don't know if it is his own calligraphy.

Li Yikai smiled in his heart because of the name and profile picture.

After saying hello, 17 minutes later, the other party sent a compressed package.

Li Yikai clicked on it, and immediately stopped laughing.

In the folder, there are 58 sub-files with various names, including English, Chinese, and garbled characters, as well as mixed Chinese and English and garbled characters.

As for the format, there are jpg, pdf, png, and even MP4 format?

After clicking on it, I found out that Yuan Zhiming was considerate, and even sent a video of himself graffiti on the wall - his curly hair was stained with some paint, his body and hands were horrible, and he was smearing black and blue on the wall...

While watching, Li Yikai couldn't help but rename one file after another, changing the type and style of each file one by one.

However, as he clicked each of them, the anxiety of his obsessive-compulsive disorder subsided unknowingly.

Yuan Zhiming didn't brag this time, his works are far from limited to the styles of the portfolio and the exhibition.

Among them are unrestrained graffiti, fashion illustrations playing with perspective geometry, and some—should be some small elements created by himself, which are interspersed in the series of paintings.

Li Yikai thought of the red spring—it should be called Viva, and raised the corner of his mouth again.

Maybe, maybe, maybe...

If someone brings it, Yuan Zhiming can also enter Hongda's project.

But for the first time, Li Yikai couldn't believe his own judgment.

After thinking about it, he forwarded this renamed compressed package to Qin Xiaoen, the creative director of the KL group.

Li Yikai: "Look at this work, what do you think?"

10 minute later.

Shawn: "The drawing is pretty good"

Li Yikai was annoyed to death by Qin Xiaoen's poking and one-word behavior.

Li Yikai: "But?"

Shawn: "But I don't think it's suitable for design. Is it you who interviewed? I think it's a pity that people with such a strong style can engage in art. It's a pity to do design, and they may not be able to change their thinking to adapt to us."

Li Yikai tapped his fingers on the keyboard, fighting a few battles between reason and intuition, and finally he deleted it again, and it took him a long time to reply: "Got it."

Qin Xiaoen didn't ask too much, that's why he was older and more experienced than Li Yikai, but he would rather be a lower-level creative in Li Yikai's group.

Zhou Xing sent a message while Li Yikai was staring at the computer screen in a daze.

The silver-gray mobile phone lit up: "Mr. Li, do you still remember to owe me a graffiti artist? Please send it to have a look during your busy schedule."

Li Yikai raised his hand and made up his mind to reply him: "Remember, his works still have WeChat. I'll use the work WeChat to forward you. You can contact me yourself."

Zhou Xing sent an emoticon pack showing a rainbow in the sky.

Li Yikai's mood is not so bright.