Qiu Qiu never had stage fright in the face of difficulties, but confidently picked up the guitar and sang a song in public to prove that he has the strength to reach the finals.
He sang the saliva song "Heart with Lingxi", which was popular all over the country seven or eight years ago. This song is so popular. In the era when color ring tones were still popular, almost everyone would hear this song before connecting their mobile phones. . The original singer has retired for several years, and now he has switched to catering, but this song still appears in the background music of the two-dollar store from time to time.
Qiu Qiu subtly reprocessed this folk song, accompanied by a simple guitar accompaniment, obviously the tune is still the same, but the style of the song instantly becomes fresh and natural, with a touch of leisure and ease in the liveliness.
When the song was sung in the second half, many employees in the conference room hummed along softly, involuntarily recalling the high school life accompanied by this song.
After the song was sung, no one raised any objections to Qiu Qiu.
Good image, good personality, talented, and graduated from a prestigious school... Such a perfect male protagonist really fell from the sky, right
Since everyone voted unanimously, Wang Yaoyao hurriedly invited Mr. Zheng down and let him hold his eyes.
Lao Zheng is a leader who is very good at delegating power, and he will never intervene when it is time for his subordinates to let go. Qiu Qiu looks clean and handsome, and the actor mentioned in the advertising plan seems to have been created according to his image. Old Zheng nodded in satisfaction and urged Wang Yaoyao: "I think this kid is very good, you should hurry up and finalize the contract." , the third quarter is coming in a blink of an eye, Mr. Fu said that he wants to see the advertising demo as soon as possible."
Wang Yaoyao saluted mischievously: "Decree!"
Old Zheng turned to Qiu Qiu again, pondered for a few seconds and asked him, "I heard from Xiao Wang that you are the top eight contestants of the Super New Voice Generation?"
Qiu Qiu nodded: "Yes! I just finished recording the game yesterday, and I am one of the top eight."
"I heard... President Fu took the time to go to your show yesterday?"
Qiu Qiu blushed slightly, but nodded without saying a word.
Old Zheng didn't know how to ask the next question in order to appear normal. He hesitated for a long time before he said, "Then how many boys are similar to you in your top eight?"
"You mean twenty or so? There are two, me and my good friend."
When he heard that there was another male contestant who was in his twenties, Lao Zheng's eyes lit up.
A few months ago, their company inexplicably sponsored a little-known small talent show, and many vice presidents didn't understand it. Yesterday, Fu Ruien suddenly rejected the afternoon meeting and took a few hours to go to watch the top eight of the draft. This behavior is very intriguing. Together, several vice presidents believed that Fu Ruien's sweetheart was in that draft competition, but they couldn't find out who it was.
He thought it would be a long time before he knew the true face of that person, but he didn't expect that a top eight contestant would fall directly in front of him today!
Lao Zheng was very gossip and forced himself not to gossip and ask: "What does your friend look like? Is it good-looking? Is it a big shot?"
The handsome guy that Fu Ruien can fall in love with must be very good-looking, and Fu Ruien has never been stingy with spending money on his lover. It is said that his previous maintenance fee was one million a year. Those fake lovers who play on the occasion have to spend so much, and real wives have to buy, buy, and buy. The little fresh meat piled up with so much money is absolutely golden all over.
Qiu Qiu replied in surprise: "Yes, how do you know?"
Isn't Huaxiang handsome and handsome
"What's his name?"
"Hua Xiang, the Hua of China, the flying Xiang."
Lao Zheng quickly kept this name in his heart, and planned to go back and watch the video of this handsome young man, to see who it was that captivated the CEO's big eyes.
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After Mr. Zheng left, Wang Yaoyao led Qiu Qiu to a small conference room next to him, took out the endorsement contract that had just been printed, and pushed it in front of the boy. Their company has signed many endorsement contracts, and the templates are all ready-made, but each star will have certain concessions and modifications according to the size of the coffee position.
Wang Yaoyao handed over the contract to Qiu Qiu: "Qiu Qiu, this contract is our company's initial contract template. After this contract, we need to discuss it with the program team. We don't need to sign it today. Enrui Group is a formal The company's contract system is very complete, you can take it back to a lawyer you know. It's just that you are not well-known now, and there is little room for modification. Of course, we will not let you suffer. "
She ticked off the most important items in the contract, such as not being able to shoot competing product advertisements within one year, and so on.
Qiu Qiu didn't look at it carefully, and said straightforwardly: "It's okay, I believe in Enrui Group, so you don't need to read this contract."
If it was another contract, he would take it back and study it carefully, but since it is his own business, of course he can sign it anyway. With Fu Ruien's personality, he would definitely not allow his subordinates to falsify in the contract. Anyway, he is working for his godfather, he is happy if he can help, and he doesn't care how much he gets paid.
Wang Yaoyao was afraid that this foolish boy signed the contract of selling himself in a daze, so she quickly read out the important items one by one. She reminded him with a little selfishness: "Do you want to discuss it with your family before signing? The price of this contract is not high, you If you win the championship in "Super New Voice Generation", even if this draft is as small as possible, your value will be multiplied several times... "
"It really doesn't matter." Qiu Qiu didn't know how to explain it to her. Even if the contract was worth tens of millions, to him it was just a trade of left hand for right hand. The richest boss in the entire company has to pay him hundreds of millions of hard work every night, he is not short of this little money...
Wang Yaoyao saw that she couldn't talk to him, so she could only attribute all this to the fact that Qiu Qiu hadn't left school and was simple and kind.
She put away the contract, crossed her fingers on the table, leaned forward, and carefully looked at Qiu Qiu's face with the eyes of an old hen looking at a chick: "Put the contract aside first, and answer my question first." — How many steps do you take in your daily skin care?”
"..." Qiu Qiu was asked blankly, "Uh...one?"
"Which one?"
"cleasing milk."
Wang Yaoyao shook her head with hatred, reached out and pinched his watery cheeks: "Don't take advantage of your youth to do evil to your skin. There are indeed people in this world who use Dabao and Yumeijing every day, and they will become tender. Yes, but such people are a minority after all, and ninety-nine percent of them must use skin care products.”
"But isn't this an advertisement for cosmetics?"
"The premise of makeup is skin care first. Especially when you have to shoot commercials, the skin condition is very important when the camera is shot at close range." Wang Yaoyao said earnestly, "Don't think that men don't need skin care. You are only two years old now. Ten years old, full of collagen, when you get older and your skin loosens, your dimples will be out of shape!"
Qiu Qiu covered the dimples on his face and groaned in fright.
"My sister is not alarmist - our company's year-end benefits include a whole set of noble lady brand skin care products. Our Mr. Fu often talks about 'employees with bad skin, how can people believe that Enrui's products are good'? And Mr. Fu said publicly that he uses four kinds of skin care products every morning and evening, so he is 40 years old, and his skin condition is better than that of many 30-year-old men."
Qiu Qiu recalled that it was true, the godfather's skin was darker than his, and it felt good to the touch. He had seen Big Bear's skin up close, including blackheads, acne, and large pores, but his godfather didn't have any skin problems, except for a little fine line at the corner of his eyes, which added a lot of mature charm to him.
There are more than a dozen kinds of bottles and cans on the table in the bathroom at home, and his godfather prepared a set for him, but he is too lazy to use it and often washes his face with water. Sometimes his godfather catches him to be lazy, and is forced to "smear fragrance" on the sink. He still finds it troublesome and flirts with his godfather.
He had made a mask before, but it was bought by his mother before going abroad. Comrade Lao Qiu saw that the mask was about to expire, so the father and son shared ten pieces.
Thinking about it this way, Qiu Qiu felt really guilty.
Wang Yaoyao gave Qiu Qiu a set of entry-level men's skin care products and taught him skin care techniques. The commercial shooting was scheduled for three days later. Wang Yaoyao said that he was asked to sharpen his guns before the battle. Fortunately, he has a good foundation. He has eaten enough and slept well in the past few days, and then he will do basic skin care honestly.
Qiu Qiu anxiously rushed home with a few bottles of skin care products in his arms, and put those bottles and jars on the sink, together with his godfather's.
…What should I do, no matter how advanced thesis is, he can understand and memorize it, but after such a short time, he has already forgotten the skin care steps that Wang Yaoyao taught him...
Fu Ruien came in a little later than Tang's son, and when he got home, he found Qiu Qiu sighing at the sink in the bathroom.
"Why are you so sad?" Fu Ruien leaned over to the landlord. Fu Ruien saw at a glance that there were more men's skin care products on the table, all of which were very low-end brands. "Where did this come from?"
Qiu Qiu didn't intend to tell his godfather that he was running to endorse "real", and decided to treat it as a surprise for his godfather after the commercial was filmed. But he wouldn't lie, so he could only evade the seriousness and say: "Uh... When I was taking Qin to maintenance this afternoon, I met a beautiful sister, and she gave these to me."
Seeing Qiu Qiu's stumbling, Fu Ruien thought that he had encountered a difficult salesman and was forced to buy so many things. He casually swept these unopened men's skin care products into the drawer, and asked him, "Didn't you always refuse to apply these things, why did you suddenly become enlightened?"
Qiu Qiu pursed her lips, and the dimples on her cheeks formed a shape of grievance: "... That sister said that if I don't take care of skin care, the dimples will become wine cellars when I get old."
"Nonsense." Fu Ruien hugged him with both hands, turned around and put Qiu Qiu on the sink. Qiu Qiu moved his little butt back, and naturally separated his legs, letting his godfather stand in front of him.
The delicate kiss fell on Qiu Qiu's dimple, and Fu Ruien rubbed Tang's son's cheek with the back of his hand.
"We are beautiful in autumn and autumn, even if we use cream for the rest of our life, we can still be a niche when we are eighty years old."
"What is cream?"
"Have you never seen cream? It's just a flat round iron box, which contains face cream like cream." Fu Ruien laughed at himself, "It turns out that children of your generation don't even know what cream is. Huh? It seems that the godfather is really old."
When Qiu Qiu heard this, he quickly put his hands around his godfather's neck, and pulled him closer to him: "Godfather is not very old, but the world he has seen is much bigger than mine."
The two talked head to head for a while, and they both decided in their hearts that what they said to each other was love words, which were the most beautiful in the world.
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That night, Mr. Zheng finished his dinner comfortably at home, went back to his study, opened the search engine, and found Hua Xiang's previous game video.
He took a sip from his teacup, and relaxed on the sofa to enjoy the performance of "The Boss' Little Lover".
When Hua Xiang with dreadlocks came out shaking his head accompanied by fierce drum beats, Old Zheng spit out the tea he had in his mouth.
Old Zheng Fu coughed on the computer desk and was out of breath, doing psychological training over and over again, forcing himself to respect the boss's preferences.
As a result, he had just convinced himself. In the blink of an eye, Hua Xiang turned around on the screen, and when he appeared again, he was full of little daughter's obsequiousness, pinching orchids in his hands, moving lightly with lotus steps, and his voice seemed to be anger or resentment...
Lao Zheng quickly took out his phone and opened WeChat.
Enrui Group has a total of four vice presidents, who are in charge of different product directions. It is said that shopping malls are like battlefields, but in fact, shopping malls are more like love scenes. The four vice presidents opened five WeChat groups in total, making them no different from girls' dormitories.
What Lao Zheng clicked on was the group where all four of them were.
Zheng is looking at you: Brothers, stop what you are doing, and let's enjoy the game video of the president's wife.
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The author has something to say: Fu Rui'en: Mr. Zheng, come here, come here and let's talk.
Old Zheng: Mr. Fu, you don't need to say anything, we all support you!