Is the director bent today?

[Children are the only ones who can tell right from wrong, adults only look at the pros and cons - there will be no future]

This autumn's style is big and blows people's minds. Girls who weigh less than [-] catties had better not go out, otherwise they will definitely feel the deep diss from Siberia.

As the weather was getting colder, Gao Xiaotian knew that Chi Luyang didn't like Ben'er coming into the house, so he found an excuse to ask the cat to come over and put him in his house.Chi Luyang looked indifferent, and often ran to Gao Xiaotian's house by taking the opportunity to deliver cat food to Ben Ertou.

At work, Lao Pan introduced Gao Xiaotian to a female editor-in-chief of a gourmet magazine.Their department is mainly engaged in fast-selling brands, and one more media channel can better help customers promote products. In the future, it will be convenient to post a soft article in a magazine and make an implant, so Gao Xiaotian agreed.

Speaking of which, it's not that he doesn't know this female editor-in-chief at all. He had met with their magazine to discuss cooperation before.

That night, Pan Yunxuan made an appointment to have dinner with Editor-in-Chief Xiao, and Gao Xiaotian drove Lao Pan's car from the company at five o'clock in the afternoon, and arrived at a reserved high-end restaurant in advance.

Gao Xiaotian ordered the dishes and asked Lao Pan to look at them again. Lao Pan waved his hand: "No need." He returned the menu to the waiter, and told the waiter not to serve, and then began to chat with Lao Pan while waiting for others.

Pan Yunxuan took a sip of tea and said, "I saw your juice ad, it's a good job."

Gao Xiaotian replied: "Well, the copywriting was written by Fatty, and the pictures were made by Chi Designer."

What Pan Yunxuan has always liked about Gao Xiaotian is that he never steals the limelight from his subordinates, he always pushes good deeds on others, and if something happens, he will bear it alone.Therefore, although they often work overtime and their salary is not the best in the industry, the people in Gao Xiaotian's department have the lowest mobility in the company.

Pan Yunxuan nodded and said, "The company that did the media placement for M Juice seems to be a good one. We didn't have the resources in this area before, so we had to give up this bidding. Don't worry about the profit, the turnover of the media placement depends on it." Then, no matter how many strategies we do, it is difficult to reach that level.”

Gao Xiaotian said that he didn't see it, this old gay's appetite is not small, and he is not satisfied with winning two bids, and wants to eat up the media as well?Not afraid to hold on.But having said that, turnover is indeed one of the criteria for measuring the success of a public relations company. He is not sure what Lao Pan thinks, so he said: "We are doing creativity and strategy, no matter what the media platform is. Place, creativity is eternal. Besides, the advertising market as a whole is declining now, and Adidas does not do TV commercials anymore, only online advertising is still growing, and occupying terminals is a trend. If you are interested, you can pay more attention to online advertising company of."

Pan Yunxuan smiled and said, "You young people still have more ideas."

"Uncle Pan, you're not old either."

"You call me uncle, am I still old?"

"Uncle is an honorific title, and it has nothing to do with age. If you don't mind, I can call you Brother."

Pan Yunxuan: "..."

The two were chatting happily when the door was pushed open, and Xiao Cen walked in hastily, wrapped in the cold outside.

This editor-in-chief Xiao has the demeanor of a female devil in a foreign fashion magazine. She wears a very western-looking three-legged hairstyle, which can also be called a bob hairstyle, but she doesn't have the aura of a fashion editor-in-chief, because her height is placed there, and she steps on it. Eight centimeter high heels also have to look up to Gao Xiaotian.The whole person looks like she is full of anger, with her round eyes, round nose, round mouth, round chin, and a pair of round hands, which quite fits the temperament of her gourmet magazine.

Xiao Cen's voice was thin and high-pitched, and the voice was far away before the person arrived: "Oh, I'm so sorry for keeping the two gentlemen waiting for so long." With a familiar tone, she took off her coat and greeted, "Mr. Pan, I heard that your company won M Juice? They were stingy when they asked our magazine to advertise, and they called me every day to ask me to give them a lower discount..."

Pan Yunxuan got up and came to shake hands with her, exchanged a few words of pleasantries, Gao Xiaotian also stood up, took Editor-in-Chief Xiao's coat and scarf very gentlemanly and said, "Mr. Xiao, I will help you."

Xiao Cen looked up at him: "Thank you, have we met before? Gao..." Xiao Cen tapped his head with his fingers as if thinking.

"Gao Xiaotian, it's hard for you to remember me." After speaking, he stretched out his right hand to Xiao Cen.

Xiao Cen stretched out his fleshy little hand and shook it with him, but he didn't let go for a long time: "That's right, Director Senior, I'm actually very impressed with you, you are young, promising and talented, Lao Pan can't do without you!" After speaking, he patted the back of Gao Xiaotian's hand with the other hand.

Gao Xiaotian was disgusted in his heart, but he still said modestly: "Don't dare to take it, you've flattered me, just call me Xiaotian." After speaking, he pulled out his hand through the opening where the clothes were hung.

He was wearing a dark blue round-neck cashmere sweater today, with a light blue shirt inside, and the sleeves were rolled up casually, revealing a honey-colored forearm.Below is a pair of pure black woolen trousers and leather shoes of the same color, the whole person looks both energetic and friendly.

Editor-in-Chief Xiao calmly looked Gao Xiaotian's back up and down, and then quietly mouthed "Wow—" to Pan Yunxuan.

After Gao Xiaotian hung up his clothes, he turned around and helped her open the chair and asked her to sit down. Xiao Cen, who took off his coat, was wearing a sky blue dress underneath, which was very eye-catching.

Pan Yunxuan said: "Mr. Xiao is still so talkative, I have received all the magazines you sent me, and now there are not many people who can be as down-to-earth as you are as a paper media."

Xiao Cen wiped his hands with a towel and said, "Stop talking like that, you have to save face, and our life is not easy, but fortunately we still have an app on which we sell some products, which can barely give The magazine subsidizes a little fee. If this is not enough, then we can only cut off the paper media and only make electronic magazines."

Gao Xiaotian poured tea for her: "Mr. Xiao really has the foresight. Mobile terminals will be the trend in the future. You have made content for so many years, whether it is paper media or APP. In fact, they are all carriers. As long as there is content, someone will be willing to pay for it."

Xiao Cen tilted his head and patted Gao Xiaotian on the shoulder: "Lao Pan, your little boy is really nice. It would be great if the editors under me understand half of him. You know, people who have been in the paper media for a long time look down on newcomers. The media, who feel that there is no depth, exaggeration, and vulgarity, just know how to copy and paste hot spots. In fact, this is not the case at all. New media know what new and new people want to see. They can pass very profound content to the audience in a popular way. It has achieved its purpose. Moreover, the print media is limited by the censorship system, so there are many things that cannot be said. But recently I heard that the Internet censorship will also be tightened, alas, it is not easy to do.”

This editor-in-chief Xiao is a walking chatterbox, if you give her a head start, she can talk to you endlessly.Most of the time, she was the one talking, talking about her magazines, talking about her APP, basically saying nothing about the cooperation between the two parties.

After eating a meal, even if Xiao Cen didn't speak, Gao Xiaotian's ears still heard her creaking voice, one head turned into two big ones.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, and it's getting late, Pan Yunxuan suggested that Gao Xiaotian send editor-in-chief Xiao home.

Gao Xiaotian called surrogate drivers for the two of them respectively, and out of politeness, he accompanied the editor-in-chief and sat in the back seat of her Mercedes-Benz.

Xiao Cen was still chattering after getting into the car, she talked about Gao Xiaotian, she put one hand on Gao Xiaotian's leg and patted it lightly, as if to attract the other's attention: "Xiaotian, what are you doing with Old Pan?" How is it? I heard that people in your industry are very tired and have to work overtime. How about you and me? Our magazine also has a lot of cooperation and activities with various brands. You don’t count as changing careers, the main thing is to relax If there are too many, there is no need to sit on duty, and the salary must be much more, do you want to think about it?"

While she was talking, the little round hand on Gao Xiaotian's lap had already slid up and down countless times.

Gao Xiaotian felt sick for a while, he felt that something was wrong as early as when the fat editor shook hands with him, and now he blatantly ate his tofu in the car.

He's a man, so it's okay to be touched twice. What he cares about is what role does Lao Pan play in this matter?A pimp!

Gao Xiaotian felt a chill creep into his heart.

He pulled his coat, and calmly pulled down the editor-in-chief's hand: "Editor-in-chief Xiao fell in love wrongly, and I'm doing pretty well now, not to mention there are a bunch of brothers and sisters following me, I can't just leave. "

Xiao Cen narrowed his eyes, brought his head closer, and said in a low voice, ambiguously: "Love and righteousness, Director Gao, I just like you. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't leave Lao Pan, we can still cooperate, just see." Are you sincere?"

Even the driver on behalf of the driver could hear that there was something in the words. He looked up at the rearview mirror, quickly withdrew his gaze from Gao Xiaotian's gloomy gaze, and concentrated on being a wooden person who could drive.

"Our company has always been sincere in cooperating with your company. You provide the media, and we are responsible for providing creative ideas for customers. This must be a win-win, no, a win-win result."

As soon as Gao Xiaotian finished speaking, his mobile phone rang. He quickly picked up the phone, listened to the voice on the other side of the phone for a while, and asked in shock: "Are you sure? Okay, I will go to the company right away and call everyone to the company Come!"

He hung up the phone and said to the substitute driver: "Master, please pull over and stop the car." Then he said to Xiao Cen, "Editor Xiao, I'm really sorry that I can't take you home. One of our clients was exposed by the media. □, we need to provide a public relations emergency plan immediately, I have to go back to the company."

He took out a gift box from the side and handed it to Xiao Cen: "Mr. Pan said that you like drinking tea. This is a handmade tea set he brought back from Japan for you. Please put it away. I'll go ahead and give it to you another day." You are not with me."

After speaking, he opened the car door like a gust of wind, ran across the road and disappeared.

Xiao Cen looked at Gao Xiaotian's disappearing back, and threw the gift box on the back seat with a "pop".Her swollen eyes turned around, and the upper and lower eyelids closed in the middle at the same time like a frog, giving off a chill.

Gao Xiaotian shivered in the street wrapped in a coat, the phone rang again, and he yelled, "Can you call later? I will lose myself to the female version of Doraemon!"

The fat man on the other end of the phone said: "Speak up, can you stop destroying my childhood idol?"

"Is your idol a Doraemon? I thought your idol was a fat tiger, and you grew up just like your idol."

"Stop talking nonsense, it's midnight, you go home quickly, can you take a taxi?"

"Can't you come and pick me up?"

"Don't be ridiculous, it has to be your little beauty who picks you up."

Gao Xiaotian's face darkened slightly: "Don't talk about him."

The fat man closed his voice in a very timely manner.

Gao Xiaotian's nose was bubbling from the cold wind, and he finally stopped a taxi and went home.

After paying the driver, he got out of the car, stood downstairs and looked up, the buildings were dark and the lights were dim.

People work outside all day, isn't it just for this small lamp that illuminates a square inch of land?

The lights in his house were dark, but the lights next door were still on, and there was a blurry figure reflected in the window. When he saw the little braid, he knew it was Chi Luyang. He didn't know if he was editing the manuscript or was busy with something else.Just such a small window view seemed to be the only source of heat in this autumn night. He suddenly wanted to see Chi Luyang and drink a bowl of hot soup he made himself.

Gao Xiaotian took three steps and made two steps, and in a blink of an eye he was already standing at the door of Chi Luyang's house.He raised his right hand, but did not buckle it for a long time, like a beckoning cat with no electricity, its paw raised and staring blankly.

"Forget it, it's so late, don't disturb him." Gao Xiaotian thought.The inexplicable impulse just now will suddenly disappear.

He lowered his arms numbly, and was about to turn around to leave when the door opened suddenly, and the warm air in the room rushed towards his face with a familiar smell.

"Are you back?" Chi Luyang asked.

Not "Why are you?" "Why are you here?"

Gao Xiaotian was helpless: "I haven't knocked on the door yet."

"I heard footsteps in the corridor, but there was no movement at the door, and I didn't hear you opening the door. If you are worried, come out and have a look."

"..."

Well, Dare to be regarded as a thief.

Gao Xiaotian rubbed his nose and asked, "Is there anything to eat? I'm a little hungry."

A smile appeared on Chi Luyang's face: "This must be there."

When he returned to the house, he poured Gao Xiaotian a cup of hot water and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"It's hot." Gao Xiaotian took off his coat and put on slippers with ease.

Chi Luyang rummaged through the refrigerator for ingredients: "Hot? Is kimchi soup okay?"

"Row."

Chi Luyang quickly took out a bag of kimchi, half a box of tofu, and a small piece of pork belly from the refrigerator, and a pot of kimchi soup was ready, and it was still bubbling when it was placed on the table.

Gao Xiaotian scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew it and put it into his mouth. It was a little sour, a little spicy, and finally a little hot. The heat circulated in his stomach, and finally warmed his internal organs.

"You and Lao Pan went out to eat and came back hungry?" Chi Luyang heated a bowl of rice for him, sat opposite him and watched him drink the soup.The weather is cold, and the spokesperson of the old shirt can finally wear some clothes. Today's outfit is even more loved by the designer.

Gao Xiaotian almost blurted out the sentence "It's not as delicious as your cooking", but when it came to his mouth, it changed into: "Well, you know that kind of food, you can't get enough of it at all."

Not a single word was mentioned about the ins and outs of him not only not being full but also being eaten tofu.

Chi Luyang folded his arms and leaned on the back of the chair jokingly: "Stop standing in front of my house and you'll be full, right? I should have let you stand more."

"..."

Ever since he became a neighbor with Chi Luyang, the senior director who often hates people has become the target of being hated.But at this moment, he didn't want to go back. Every word Chi Luyang said to him, even with thorns, made him feel inexplicably at ease.

So fucking sick!

"By the way, let me tell you something," Chi Luyang said, "Cao Lei's LOGO design and extension are finished, and his place has also been decorated, ready to take pictures."

"Well, let's shoot." Gao Xiaotian ate without raising his head, as if he didn't realize what this had to do with him.

Chi Luyang remained silent with a sullen face.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird, Gao Xiaotian thought: "Did I say something wrong again?"

"Fuck, take a picture!" He finally remembered.

Gao Xiaotian put down his chopsticks, took out a napkin and wiped his mouth, put away his foolish expression, and asked seriously, "When will we shoot?"

Chi Luyang looked at him with a sinking face: "I'll see you on Saturday or Sunday."

Gao Xiaotian thought for a while: "Then it's Sunday, maybe I have to work overtime on Saturday."

Chi Luyang's face finally eased: "When the time comes, I will drive your car, and I have some equipment to take there."

"What equipment?"

"lamp!"

"Why do you bring the lamp? Didn't the photographer bring the lamp..." Gao Xiaotian froze for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and looked at Chi Luyang and said, "Don't tell me you are the photographer!"

Chi Luyang smiled unfathomably: "It's right here!"

Gao Xiaotian: "..."

Chi Luyang stood up, poked his chest across the dining table and said, "Don't try to play tricks, you promised Cao Lei yourself, if you go back on your word, tell him yourself!"

He's threatening people!

It seems that today is destined to be a day of prostitution, to escape the clutches of the female version of the doraemon, and not to escape the routine of making children by yourself, this is fate!

The author has something to say:

Chi Luyang: I have never eaten your tofu, but let the robot cat eat your tofu!

Gao Xiaotian: Literally speaking, you have eaten it.

Chi Luyang: Others can't eat it!