mtl008 Chapter 194 Requires a Medium
Chapter 194 Requires a Medium
Zhang Jianjun watched the sample advertisement shot by Qiao Yicheng and Song Qingyuan and found the effect somewhat unsatisfactory. It was probably due to the limitations of the times, the lack of open-mindedness, and the failure to effectively showcase the key points that needed to be highlighted.
He pointed out the problems to the two of them, some of which needed to be reshot, and others needed to be edited. Editing is very complicated and requires a lot of expertise, and Song Qingyuan didn't know how to do it, so he needed to find someone to help him.
Fortunately, the final product turned out reasonably well, capturing the essence of the piece. Zhang Jianjun even played a piece as background music, which surprised Qiao Yicheng, who asked, "Is there anything you can't play?"
Zhang Jianjun really wanted to say he couldn't have children, but after thinking about it, he decided against making such a bold claim. What if he caught Ding Jiqing's foul mouth...?
Three months later, the fruits of everyone's hard work were finally revealed.
The television station broadcast this public service advertisement. In an era where advertising is almost entirely commercial or straightforward, the sudden appearance of this short advertisement immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The social response was very strong; many people did not think of it as an advertisement, but rather as a miniature film scaled down to its lowest level.
The TV station's phone lines were ringing off the hook. Many people were moved by the advertisement and wanted to sign up to teach in rural areas, but they couldn't find the application process, so they had no choice but to contact the TV station.
Qiao Yicheng and Song Qingyuan found Zhang Jianjun's department together. Qiao Yicheng knew that Zhang Jianjun was not busy at four o'clock in the afternoon, and since the two of them happened to be passing by, he pulled Song Qingyuan into the affiliated hospital.
Song Qingyuan's expression was exaggerated as he gave a thumbs up. "Brother! You're really something! Because of this ad, both Lao Qiao and I received praise! I heard that CCTV is also preparing to broadcast this ad, and they'll definitely praise us again then!"
Qiao Yicheng was also very happy. He had only been working for two years and had already achieved something. With this advertisement as a political achievement, his future path would be much easier.
Zhang Jianjun didn't take credit, saying, "It's all thanks to Lao Song for the great filming. Wearing such nice clothes, you knelt down and lay down whenever you wanted to get a good shot. You're so dedicated and professional!"
The three of them flattered each other for a while before it was time to leave work. Song Qingyuan suggested going out for a meal that night and invited Xiang Nanfang to join them.
Zhang Jianjun happened to have nothing to do, so he called Wu Fenglan and asked her to tell Wei Shuying as well. The three of them then went to the government building.
The telecommunications department was already promoting telephones, but the cost was high. However, Zhang Jianjun was not afraid. He was very rich, and his wealth would only increase. So he installed a telephone early on, making him one of the few in that area.
When Xiang Nanfang was found, Ma Hongzhe was also there.
Song Qingyuan was very familiar with Xiang Nanfang, and without any hesitation, he sat down on the sofa by the wall. "Nanfang! Do you have time to celebrate tonight? It's on me!"
Xiang Nanfang, full of manly spirit, said, "No problem! We should definitely celebrate properly and also thank Jianjun. Without his suggestion and help, this wouldn't have been possible. I'll go back and get a bottle of good wine; we'll drink to our hearts' content tonight!"
Zhang Jianjun just smiled and said, "The credit belongs to everyone! Brother-in-law, why don't you go too?"
Ma Hongzhe pushed up his glasses and said with a wry smile, "I really want to go with you guys, but Guodong is going home today. You know, he lives at school and only stays home one day a week. If I don't go back, your senior sister won't let me off the hook!"
"Call him over!" Qiao Yicheng had met Ma Hongzhe before, but they weren't close. Nevertheless, he still tried to persuade him to stay.
"Forget it, forget it, it's too much trouble!"
Song Qingyuan found a restaurant that was both affordable and delicious. He chatted and laughed with the restaurant's owner, who weighed 180 pounds, and seemed to be a regular customer.
After they were seated, Song Qingyuan introduced the restaurant to the two of them, saying, "The owner here is from Guizhou and Sichuan. I heard that his cooking skills are passed down from his family. He's been here for about twenty years. I've eaten his food before. Later, he opened this restaurant, and the business has been very good."
Before long, Xiang Nanfang arrived, carrying four bags. She didn't stand on ceremony, sat down directly inside, opened the packaging, revealing three bottles of "iron-capped Moutai" and a bottle of juice.
She was worried that some people couldn't drink alcohol, so she substituted fruit juice.
Song Qingyuan picked up the wine glass in front of Zhang Jianjun and handed it to Xiang Nanfang, "Come on, fill Jianjun's glass first!"
Zhang Jianjun didn't stop him; it was just a little bit of alcohol, and his body was strong enough to withstand such a small amount of toxins.
All four of them poured themselves a glass of wine, and the dishes were served. Song Qingyuan stood up and said, "This advertising mission was a complete success! We all benefited greatly, but our commander, Comrade Zhang Jianjun, received no reward whatsoever. So, I would like to offer this first toast to Comrade Zhang Jianjun!"
Zhang Jianjun also stood up, "If you're going to drink, then drink! Can you please stop using that mournful tone? You should sit down!"
Song Qingyuan, of course, did not sit down. Instead, Qiao Yicheng and Xiang Nanfang both stood up. "Qingyuan is right. We benefited from this! It's only right to toast you!"
Qiao Yicheng also said, "Come on, cheers!"
Song Qingyuan and Xiang Nanfang both looked at Qiao Yicheng with surprise. Is this guy really that good at drinking?
Fortunately, the glasses weren't too big, and Xiang Nanfang and Song Qingyuan downed them in one gulp. Zhang Jianjun didn't spoil the atmosphere and finished his drink as well.
Qiao Yicheng is in a bind. This... is the first sip from a whole cup?
Seeing that Qiao Yicheng wasn't drinking, Song Qingyuan asked in confusion, "Don't you like this brand of wine?"
Song Qingyuan and Qiao Yicheng had been partners for over a year and had drunk together several times, so Song Qingyuan knew that Qiao Yicheng could drink. Of course, he didn't know Qiao Yicheng's alcohol tolerance.
Qiao Yicheng is quite self-disciplined. He has known since childhood that his mother works very hard, so he doesn't want to cause any trouble for his family. He has never drunk too much, but he knows that even a small glass makes him feel dizzy, so he probably can't drink much more.
Qiao Yicheng pointed to the wine glasses, "You guys drink like this? One glass at a time?"
"Didn't you suggest a toast?"
"I was just saying that offhand!" Qiao Yicheng rarely attended drinking parties, so he had no idea they would be so aggressive!
Xiang Nanfang laughed too, "If you don't dare to drink, drink less!"
Hearing this, Qiao Yicheng gained momentum, closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and drank it all.
Once it started, there was no stopping it!
The four of them finished off all four bottles with metal caps, but still weren't satisfied. Song Qingyuan sauntered over to the counter and grabbed a bottle of Shuang Gou liquor. He squinted at it for a long time but still couldn't open it.
Zhang Jianjun was the most sober of the four. Although he wasn't completely oblivious, he figured that if he drank three more bottles, that would probably be it.
When Zhang Jianjun returned to his room after settling the bill at the front desk, he saw Qiao Yicheng and Xiang Nanfang leaning against each other, talking quietly.
Rewinding to when Zhang Jianjun left the room, Xiang Nanfang got up to get some juice, but kept seeing three juice bottles in front of him, circling around. "Are you... these bottles... playing hide-and-seek with me?"
Qiao Yicheng laughed at Xiang Nanfang, "Is this how you play hide-and-seek? You have to... hide!"
Xiang Nanfang, slightly drunk, said intermittently that she had never played this game before. She had only played it with her brothers since she was little, but they didn't play this kind of game much. They only liked to play cops and robbers!
Qiao Yicheng then talked about his childhood, saying that he had many playmates, but they were all younger brothers and sisters.
As they talked, the two drew closer and closer, eventually leaning against each other.
Zhang Jianjun finally understood that there was indeed chemistry between the two, but alcohol was needed as a catalyst!
But looking at the three people who were staggering about, Zhang Jianjun was at a loss.