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In the past, when Lao Chen was in charge of the CCTV economy, he had a very tight grasp of his relationship network, especially a big customer like Fan Wuxi, and he was unwilling to easily introduce it to other colleagues, so Chu Tong did not directly confront Fan Wuxi, at this time she had fully taken over the business of the advertising department, and the meeting with Fan Wuxian became a historical necessity.

It's just that she didn't think that until now, Lao Chen can still control this big customer resource.

"Hello Mr. Fan, I don't know it's you, I'm really slacking." Chu Tong was a little in a hurry, brushed his hair, and hurriedly asked Fan Wuxi to sit down, and then went to look for tea, but found that because he didn't drink much tea, the few tubes of good tea leaves in the cabinet were already a little wrong.

Lao Chen saw the embarrassment on Chu Tong's face, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, Xiao Chu, don't toss." Mr. Fan doesn't have so many delicate problems, you can just get him some cold Coke to drink

"Is Coke okay?" Chu Tong asked Fan Wuxian with some embarrassment.

She is in the CCTV advertising department, and she has met a lot of big customers, the richer the person, the more problems there are, what only drinks tea and no drinks, only coffee and not tea, only milk and not coffee, anyway, many taboos, they have one thing in common, that is, in order to flaunt their differences, they don't drink much drinks like Coke, thinking that there is no grade, it is something that children drink, and some people are to show that their national entrepreneurs are drinks invaded by Western culture.

Fan Wuxi nodded and smiled, "Bai Shui. It's okay, in fact, it really doesn't matter, sometimes I'm thirsty, and I just pour it on the faucet. ”

Chu Tong was a little emotional when he heard it. said, "The real rich man has nothing to do. ”

Although I haven't seen Fan Wuxi, I've always heard about him, so after seeing him today, I feel that such a rich man is so approachable, more like a very ordinary college student, which is really a little surprising.

"The amount of wealth is not enough. It represents a person's cultivation, and should not affect a person's age appearance. Fan Wuxian said to Chu Tong, "I am a college student now, so I naturally have to look like a college student, study when I should study, play when I should play, and only when I am free, I will think about making money." So, you can just treat me like a normal young man. ”

Lao Chen added next to him, "Mr. Fan. It's the kind of little boy who is still in adolescence, and when he sees the beautiful girls in the stage, he will always look twice, so when there is any activity, you invite more young and beautiful female stars or something, and he will be happy to come to the show

"It's easy to do—" Chu Tong pursed his lips and smiled. [. Cn]

This thing is really easy to do, with the influence of CCTV, finding some young and beautiful female stars to come over to cheer for the show is really a non-challenging identity of the director of the advertising department, and you can also agree to it.

Fan Wuxian glared at Lao Chen very much, and then said to Chu. Tong said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, ruining my reputation for no reason, am I that kind of person?" ”

"Hehe-" Both of them smiled evilly, making Fan Wuxian feel that some people were not old-fashioned.

Although Chu Tong was smiling, he was thinking about whether this feasibility was possible? After all, as Lao Chen said, Fan Wuxian is an eighteen-year-old young man, even if he has created an immortal feat with his natural talent, he is still a young man after all, and it is difficult to refuse the attack of beautiful women.

CCTV's advertising strategy is to seize the resources of key customers, how to effectively use the resources of key customers, and not let them throw themselves into the arms of local stations, which is the key concern of Chu Tong and others, as for the process, how the details are, the leaders above do not care, what they need is that CCTV's advertising costs are rising year by year, and the resources of key customers are becoming more and more abundant.

But Chu Tong, as the person who is specifically responsible, can't care less about these details, she needs to use various means to consolidate the key customer resources that she has mastered in her hands, and also to develop new resources as much as possible, these are relatively trivial and complex things, but you can't help but do it, and it's best to be in your own hands, otherwise, in the extremely competitive CCTV interior, her position is unstable.

Resources determine everything, this is the law of survival in nature, although the law of the jungle eats the forest, but there must also be a premise, that is, there are meat and resources in this jungle

Therefore, Chu Tong's first thought was that Fan Wuxian must be encircled, and then the next thought was that Lao Chen's relationship should still be good, because his relationship with Fan Wuxian was too good, and the next thought was what kind of girl Fan Wuxi liked? This is a very important question.

Just when Chu Tong was pondering Fan Wuxi's illness, Fan Wuxi's mobile phone rang.

Fan Wuxian picked it up and looked at it, but it was Ziqi who dialed it for him, so he picked it up and asked, "Hello, I'm in CCTV now." ”

"Really?" It can be heard that Ziqi's voice is relatively low, but there is a little surprise in her tone.

"I'm in the advertising department, and I'm talking to Minister Chen and Miss Chu, how are you doing now?" Fan Wuxian asked.

Ziqi replied on the phone, "I'm a little bit unwell, can you come over for a while?" I'll be waiting for you outside the studio. ”

"Oh?" Fan Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "You wait, I'll be there soon." ”

The two were not far apart, Fan Wuxian confessed to Lao Chen and Chu Tong, and ran to the studio upstairs, and sure enough, he saw Ziqi sitting on the bench in the corridor outside with a frown, and his face was a little pale.

"What's wrong?" Fan Wuxi was a little surprised when he saw the situation, walked over and held Ziqi's hand, and found that it was a little cold and red, so he hurriedly asked.

Ziqi was a little embarrassed and said something in Fan Wuxian's ear, Fan Wuxian couldn't help but smile bitterly, "How can this be, I said, I saw that you were okay yesterday, alas, I'll send you home."

"I don't know what's going on, it's pretty accurate every month, and this month it's suddenly ahead of schedule." Ziqi said with some embarrassment.

It can't have something to do with last night's action, right? Fan Wuxian thought that there was a lot of blood last night, and if he encountered this kind of thing again today, he rushed to do two episodes of the show, which must have been caused by overwork.

What a disaster! Fan Wuxian thought to himself that he was still thinking about continuing yesterday's battle today, but it seems that there is no way out now, and he has to take good care of Ziqi.

So Fan Wuxian helped Ziqi into the elevator slowly, went downstairs, and was about to go out, when he suddenly ran into several staff members who came in, and saw Ziqi being supported by a young man of the same age, and felt a little incredible.

After all, in the past few years, there have been many men who want to pursue Ziqi, both inside and outside the stage, there are always many people with flowers or something around Ziqi's haunted place to besiege her, but they have never seen Ziqi pretend to any man, and the scene of being supported by a man like this is even more shocking.

However, Ziqi saw them, nodded reluctantly and said hello, and then was carried into the car by Fan Wuxi, and the staff waited until Ziqi and Fan Wuxian left, and then discussed fiercely, "Wow, my eyes don't have flowers, right?" Ziqi was holding you a boy just now! ”

"Oh my God! Who was so lucky to catch up with the Taiwanese flowers in our station?! Another staff member exclaimed.

"I feel like my heart is going to break!" A man beat his chest and wailed.

"On your terms, let's hurry up and chase Xiaocui-" Someone suddenly laughed.

"But who is that boy? Why does it look familiar? A staff member asked the crowd.

An old employee who passed by them casually replied, "You don't even know Mr. Fan?" He is our biggest advertiser in Taiwan, the owner of Fan's Investment Group. ”

"Tell me, what's going on?" Someone immediately grabbed this insider and wanted to make a little gossip.

The old employee smiled, looked at them and asked, "Want to know?" ”

"Yes! I really want to! The crowd replied in unison.

If they can know the hidden things that happened between Taili's Taiwanese flower Ziqi and the boss of the famous domestic Fan's Investment Group, it is also a big gain, how can they not want to know?

"Want to know?" The old employee smiled and said, "Hehe, I want to know too!" After that, Ziqi lamented, "I'm really unlucky today, I actually met an acquaintance, and it is estimated that tomorrow the station will be full of gossip."

Ziqi felt a little depressed when she thought that the good reputation she had always cultivated would be ruined because of today's events, but looking at Fan Wuxian beside her, she felt that it was not a loss.

"There's nothing I can do about that, I can't leave you there alone, can I?" Fan Wuxi looked at no one around, then lifted Ziqi's skirt and took a look, sure enough, there were a lot of blood stains on the pants, it seemed that Ziqi, who had taken protective measures, did not expect the sudden change to come.

"I just have one sanitary napkin left in my bag, and it seems that I need to prepare some more in the future in case I need it." Ziqi said with some annoyance.

"What is the use of just using sanitary napkins, this requires a good rest to recover." Fan Wuxian said to Ziqi with some pity, and then started the car and went straight to Ziqi's house.

"Ahh

"What's wrong?" Fan Wuxi was taken aback by her, and thought something had happened.

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