They are all reborn, who will fall in love?

In the early morning of Linda, the breeze rustled the lush leaves of the trees.

Jiang Qin came to Xueyuan 2nd Road in the twilight morning light, glanced at the college students who were jogging in the morning, and felt a kind of prosperity and vitality rushing towards him.

He invited Dong Wenhao and Pang Hai from the Design Department to meet at the school today, intending to discuss the matter of publicity and promotion.

What to do with the poster?

What is the specific promotion method?

How to maximize the effect of publicity?

After all, tomorrow is Monday, and Jiang Qin has to go to the military training again. He can't ask for leave, and he doesn't want to cut a lace for himself, so the follow-up matters must be arranged in advance, and the people below will do it without any delay.

Dong Wenhao has always been responsible for the content of the website, and he is not good at promotion, but Jiang Qin still called him up.

On the one hand, it was because Pang Hai was Dong Wenhao's friend, so it was convenient for him to talk.

In addition, Jiang Qin thinks that Dong Wenhao is quite thoughtful, has strong organizational skills, and decent character, so I want him to have more sense of participation in the construction of Zhihu. A strong sense of participation will naturally evolve into a sense of belonging. Follow-up It's also good that he was hired from the literary agency to specialize in content.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Qin arrived downstairs in the girls' dormitory.

After Feng Nanshu received Jiang Qin's call, she went downstairs and waited obediently. She wore a Chanel dress today, the skirt was pure white, the upper body was embroidered with ethnic style, and the sleeves were made of chiffon texture tulle. It made her look extraordinarily quiet, and the black lace at the neckline was tied into a bowknot, which added a full sense of ladyliness to the pure agility.

Jiang Qin stopped, feeling that no matter how many times he saw the little rich woman, he would always feel amazed, and he didn't know how such a pretty face grew.

This girl, no wonder she can move even a heart sealed in cement...

Why is she so attached to herself?

What the hell is it that makes me feel a little bit better just thinking about it?

Jiang Qin couldn't help but think of the question Feng Nanshu asked on the website last night, his expression became serious, and he said to himself, little rich woman, your friendship may have deteriorated a bit.

After picking up Feng Nanshu, the two came to Linda Library.

Jiang Qin found a seat and sat down, reached out and handed her the milk tea he bought on the way: "Do you want to be obedient today? Go and read a book by yourself. I want to talk to someone about something."

"good."

Feng Nanshu responded bluntly, then ran to the bookshelf and looked around, found a few books and came back to read quietly, without making any noise.

It was just because of her presence that all the boys in the library lost their composure and kept looking this way.

Jiang Qin was not polite, he would stare at anyone who looked at him, his eyes were sore after three minutes, but the number of people sneaking peeks at Feng Nanshu was still increasing.

Then Dong Wenhao and Pang Hai came.

Jiang Qin withdrew his gaze, didn't say much politeness, and directly informed them of his own promotion plan.

"The weather is very hot recently. I plan to print the promotional posters on the fans. This way, the probability of retention is higher. Most people will not throw them away at will. When the time comes, everyone will have them all over the street. Even those who don't get the fans should also I will be curious, to put it simply, it is the effect of the same style.”

"..."

Jiang Qin talked for a long time, and suddenly found that the eyes of the two people were a little dull: "Old Dong, Lao Pang? Did you listen to me?"

Dong Wenhao and Pang Hai snapped back to their senses, looked away from Feng Nanshu's face, then wiped the saliva from their mouths, their eyes were full of shock: "Student, who is this? It's so beautiful!"

Jiang Qin glanced at Feng Nanshu: "This is mine, please don't look at it!"

Feng Nanshu nodded obediently: "His."

"..."

Dong Wenhao and Pang Hai looked at each other, recalling Chu Siqi and Hong Yan who were in the East School that day, thinking that the unevenness of life is so obvious that people don't want to live.

Junior, you are so colorful in your freshman year, are you still doing well in your sophomore and junior year?

No wonder he said arrogantly that day that the girls from the East School were not good-looking. In front of such a girl, who would dare to mention the word "good-looking".

"By the way, junior, if I heard correctly, you just said that you want to make a fan?"

Pang Hai reluctantly turned his attention back, and suddenly realized the key words in the passage just now.

"Yes, is there any difficulty?"

Jiang Qin has never done anything in this area, and everything is based on assumptions, but judging from Pang Hai's reaction, it may not be very simple.

"To be honest, you can do leaflets and posters anywhere, but special-shaped printed matter like fans is very difficult, and you can't do it without professional equipment. You can only find a professional printing factory for this matter. I can design the content of the pattern. But the printing thing you have to talk about yourself.”

Jiang Qin nodded thoughtfully: "Do you know any printing factories? Tell me about two."

"Yes, I knew a few from my part-time job before, and I can send you the address."

Pang Hai took out his mobile phone and sent the address: "After the negotiation is over, just ask someone from them to connect with me. I am familiar with the process, but the money..."

"Old Pang, don't be such a philistine, can my boss treat you badly?" Dong Wenhao raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, yes, that's for sure!"

The corner of Jiang Qin's mouth twitched, thinking that this is a fucking layman with money.

However, the group of college students is more realistic, and they will definitely do things well after taking the money, and they will not take the money and do nothing like those old oily people in the society. Jiang Qin is quite happy to use the money to solve the problem.

After the chat, Jiang Qin took Feng Nanshu out of the school, planning to go to the printing factory to ask.

After all, he only has one free time this afternoon, sooner rather than later.

The temperature was extremely high on the weekend and the sun was huge. Jiang Qin scolded his mother as soon as he left the school: "If I knew it, I would have bought a car. Taxis are not allowed to enter the pedestrian street here in the university town. I am so annoying."

"car?"

Jiang Qin glanced at Feng Nanshu, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth: "It's much more convenient to have a car, you can go anywhere, and you can go to farther places to play, isn't it very exciting? Please, please, I will Buy one."

"..."

Feng Nanshu glanced at him, then took out her mobile phone and tapped on it.

Two minutes later, a black Bentley came from the intersection and slowly stopped in front of them.

A middle-aged man in a black suit and white gloves got out of the car. He was Feng Nanshu's exclusive driver.

"Miss, good afternoon."

"Master Jiang, long time no see."

Everyone in Jiang Qin was numb, and immediately recognized that this was Uncle Gong, the driver of the little rich woman, because he had troubled Uncle Gong to drive him when he went to the hot spring town.

Is this the face of the rich daughter? Too arrogant.

"Uncle Gong, why are you still in Linchuan?"

Uncle Gong nodded with a smile: "We didn't leave when we came. We rented a house in the neighborhood in front of the school gate. If Missy has something to do, we can arrive as soon as possible."

Feng Nanshu quietly pulled down the corner of Jiang Qin's clothes, and looked at him with clear eyes: "There is a car."

Yes, I have a car, but Jiang Qin suddenly doesn't want to work hard, and his eyes are full of begging for support.

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