I don't want to live again

Chapter 84 084 I Didn't See You

The setting sun is dyed, and the East China Sea has finally entered autumn.

The wind swayed slightly, blowing away some of the heat, neither cold nor hot, very comfortable.

In the courtyard of Hezhong Advertisement, the two long tables were full of people. Song Qingcheng sat on the main seat, and Chu Wucao and Yan Shan accompanied him on the left and right.

The chef fried more than 20 dishes, and the two tables were full.

The dishes are very rich, and there are a lot of swimming crabs. Haihong also cooked a big pot. Yan Shan said softly: "Brother, the things here are really expensive. Haihong costs two yuan a catty."

"Don't save money for food." Song Qingcheng said softly.

Chu Wucao picked up a swimming crab for him, and he glanced at her and said, "Starting tomorrow, you all have to find a way to run your business, don't go to residential buildings, go to commercial buildings, and put in various advertising companies.

Of course, we are also an advertising company. It would be great if we could accept some car body advertisements. You can try it. Our company quotes refer to outside prices.

Don't be too low, and it shouldn't be too expensive, just about the same level, Chu Wucao, you should inquire carefully, compare and then set the price, just take an intermediate value.

Originally, I wanted to hire a manager, but I haven't found a suitable candidate so far, so I can only rely on the two of you. This should be done in advance. "

"Boss, I understand, I'll run from house to house." Chu Wucao nodded.

Song Qingcheng waved his hand: "Okay, let's eat."

The dishes were very rich, and while eating, Song Qingcheng was thinking about the planning, and he didn't plan to participate in the advertising company, just leave it to Chu Wucao and Yan Shan.

After eating, it was already dark, Song Qingcheng left, and took Chu Wucao with him.

Chu Wucao has already moved to a new residence, not far from Tunghai University. The one-bedroom, one-living room is simple and clean.

The car was parked outside the community, and the street lights were on.

Song Qingcheng turned his head and glanced at Chu Wucao: "Here we are."

"Boss, I don't have a boyfriend yet." Chu Wucao said softly.

Song Qingcheng nodded: "Don't worry, I didn't like you."

Chu Wucao was startled. At first she was still a little apprehensive, but now she was unwilling and unhappy. She was the most beautiful girl in the village...in the town...no, the whole county or even the whole city.

"Boss, why? Am I not good-looking?" Chu Wucao asked with a look of disbelief.

Song Qingcheng glared at her: "Where is all this nonsense coming from? You are so dark, where can you see it? And I won't talk about you, the color of underwear should match the clothes!

You are wearing a black underwear under the white shirt, the key size is not suitable, it looks baggy, and the back of the skirt is also, what kind of pants is that?You won't choose something that fits you well?

Even if you don't know how to dress up, go learn it. Do you think I can fall in love with you?So what do you have to worry about?Hurry down, I still have something to do! "

Chu Wucao immediately got out of the car, watched the car leave, stomped her feet, waved her small fist, and said angrily: "What kind of eyes! I still can't see you!"

Turning around and going back to the rental house, she looked in the mirror. She had big eyes, a high nose bridge, a small mouth, and a very beautiful face. Some people even said that she looked like a Korean star, but her skin was darker.

It was indeed dark, she was a little depressed...

Then she looked down at the underwear on her body, it was indeed a bit eye-catching, and it didn't fit well, she gritted her teeth, and murmured: "In two days I'll go buy some nice ones... buy whitening cosmetics, I still don't believe it."

Song Qingcheng returned to the hotel and was about to take a shower when his cell phone rang.

Then, Yang Zhanpeng's voice sounded: "Boss, I'm going back to China tomorrow... By the way, Lu Yi, I just contacted him, and he will contact the boss today."

"Okay, no problem, come back early." Song Qingcheng replied.

When he put down the phone, his phone rang again, this time it was a strange voice: "Mr. Song, I'm Lu Yi, I don't know when you're free here, let's make an appointment?"

"Tomorrow, you choose the place." Song Qingcheng responded.

Lu Yi smiled: "Okay, there's a nice coffee shop next to my house, why don't we meet here?"

"Okay, 09:30 in the morning, I'll be there on time." Song Qingcheng replied, and then changed the topic: "Speaking of which, we really lack a good manager for Jiuding Games. I hope Mr. Lu can give me a surprise."

Lu Yi didn't say much, but said seriously: "Do your best!"

Putting down the phone, Song Qingcheng got up and went to take a shower. After taking a shower, he felt that the family really needed someone who could take care of housework.

Anyway, he really can't take care of things like washing clothes, and it's not comfortable to eat outside all the time.

In the previous life, he had a nanny at home, so he was used to eating home-cooked food.

Chu Wucao can't count on it anymore, the advertising company can't do without her, let Xie Fangfei take care of him later, it happens that she loves to cook, and when she moves to Haiyunting, it may be a chance to live together.

If she doesn't want to, then it's good to hire a part-time worker.

Lu Yi lives near Donghai Normal University, and the cafe he chose is indeed not bad.

This year, Starbucks just entered the East China Sea in May, which is the first store in China, but it has not yet reached the level of being everywhere, and other cafes have opened up one after another.

It can be said that this is the first year of cafes, and opening a cafe will make more or less money.

Song Qingcheng went up to the second floor, and a man in his thirties was sitting in the window seat. He was thick and thick, but his eyes were bright. He was of medium build, neither fat nor thin.

"Lu Yi?" Song Qingcheng asked.

The man stood up, glanced at him, and held out his hand to him: "Mr. Song, you are so young!"

"Do things early!" Song Qingcheng smiled.

The two sat down, and Lu Yi said softly: "Mr. Song, this is my plan, please take a look here."

He pushed over a plan book, which was still a bit thick, Song Qingcheng flipped through it, and it was very well written.

It’s just that he, who came from later generations, has heard such a saying that all PPTs are written for investors, and he can’t understand them. If he really wants to do it, he will definitely not do it according to the PPTs.

"Mr. Lu, I personally value ability more. The plan is indeed well written, but thinking and doing are two different things. I don't want to talk about it on paper."

Song Qingcheng said softly, Lu Yi was taken aback, then smiled: "I think so too, but writing proposals is popular outside these days.

The thicker the plan, the better, and the more perfect the better, really, sometimes it takes months to write a plan, which can be said to be racking your brains, and I think that is exaggeration.

Even in the end, I didn’t know what I wrote. The boss is a pragmatic person. I left Boda not because I was fired from the company, but because I felt that what I did was not what I was interested in.

Until that day when I met Yang Zhanpeng, he chatted with me about Jiuding Games. I think this is what I want to do. I think the game market in the future must be huge.

Please Mr. Song must give me this opportunity. I can extend my probationary period to half a year. If I fail the assessment in half a year, I will automatically resign.

In the past six months, I don't want salary or shares. What I'm betting on now is the future. I can also sign a non-compete agreement with you. There's no problem with that. "

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(End of this chapter)