After 10 o'clock, Cannes, ruled by blue sky and blue sea and heat waves, showed a completely different side from the daytime. The beaches of this small town and the nearby restaurant area finally seemed to have a matching reputation, similar to the prosperity that first-tier cities should have.

On the deck of a luxury yacht, Feng Yiping held a wine glass and shuttled through the crowd, clinking glasses with everyone one by one, accompanied by cheerful laughter, "Thank you, boss" and "Boss, you are so handsome." Such words are endless.

"Thank you all, have fun tonight."

"Also, I used to work on the floor last night and I can sleep on the yacht tonight."

"I think they should continue to work on the floor on the yacht," a girl's words immediately attracted the consent of half of the sky, "That's it,"

Luxury yachts are rare, but not too rare, because most people really don’t want to come.

But this way, I can rest on a yacht for a night, and it is also on a yacht in a famous and romantic bay like Cannes, and it is indeed very beautiful. The girls don't want to miss such an opportunity.

One funny thing is that a girl may be weaker, but three girls are not just a play. At this time, they will usually become the masters of the situation.

As for the current occasion, when more than five girls gather together, they will become the absolute controllers of the scene without permission.

The man who actually has the advantage in the number of people will become smaller and smaller. It seems that in the future, they will lose the right to hit the floor on the yacht.

Liang Yonggao's choice at this time was like many men, to escape.

"Haha, Mr. Feng," he came to Feng Yiping with a glass of wine. "You are absolutely open to this matter today."

What he said was that Feng Yiping paid for it privately and rented the yacht so that they could experience it.

"Are you not the things I did before that are open enough?" Feng Yiping said, "Also, you are too not open now. You don't know that at this time, your attitude is very critical."

"What did you say? Haha, Yiping, I want to ask you for something," he walked towards the railing.

Feng Yiping couldn't tell at all. How could this guy look like a man from Northeast China? This is obviously an outstanding example of his filial husbands with twenty-four filial piety, okay?

"Yiping, you think, why can small cities like this develop so well?" Pointing at Cannes, which is extremely dazzling under the night sky, Liang Yonggao actually asked a very profound question seriously.

Feng Yiping couldn't answer this at the moment.

The first thing he thought of was that if a city like Cannes was located in the south, with a warm climate, such beautiful beaches and sea, and a very famous city, it would not have been maintained at such a small scale.

It is certain that the high-rise buildings are scrambling to build near the coast - although many times, the rooms in these high-rise buildings are empty.

You should know that in the north of France, dogs can also be frozen to death in winter, and in the middle of snow, French people in the north also yearn for the beach and sunshine here.

House prices will definitely be hyped up to a sky-high price, and will definitely not be as plain as it is now.

The luxury house that Feng Yiping bought in the middle of the mountain is less than 10,000 yuan per square meter.

But, just because France has relatively few people, these small cities are developing so well?

This must be very one-sided.

You can think about this issue carefully, which should provide reference for the future development of Wuli'ao.

He looked at Liang Yonggao, "If you don't study, don't think, and travel thousands of miles, you'll be just a postman," he said.

"Lao Liang, I am very pleased that you can think about such a question!"

"That, after all, we lived together for a few days under the same roof, didn't we?" Liang Yonggao said with a smile, "I have also been influenced by you."

Feng Yiping was a little amused and crying, "Do you think you pulled me here and said these words at such a time, and can't I see what you said?"

"Why, isn't it just to ask you for advice?" Liang Yonggao looked confused.

Feng Yiping looked at Xiao Cai who was surrounded by girls, looking like he was talking about the male compatriots who were stepping back, "I seemed to see the scene of your child calling you a mother in the future."

Liang Yonggao moved his lips with some grief and anger, and finally squeezed out a few words, "Old classmate, be kind, be honest,"

How do you think I was trained to be so anxious?

"Hahaha," Feng Yiping laughed, he put his hand on Liang Yonggao's shoulder, "I'm not going to break up, brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong,"

Liang Yonggao shook his shoulder, "Are you comforting? Are you apologizing? Tell you, I am a gentleman, do you know? When I am in front of outsiders, I give her face, and when I am at home, hum..."

Feng Yiping immediately replied, "You dare not give her face, haha,"

On the other side, Mayer grabbed Wu Qian who walked out of the crowd, "Wu," she pointed at the young men and women who were arguing, "What happened?"

After hearing Wu Qian's introduction, she couldn't help but laugh. It turns out that women can still be so strong in China?

Feng Yiping was smiling and leaving behind Liang Yonggao, a little messy friend, when he saw Mayer raise his glass to signal here, and immediately walked over.

When Wu Qian saw the boss coming, she hurriedly walked away quietly.

"Wu is very good," Mayer said.

Feng Yiping also knew that some of his own things seemed to be unable to hide from Wu Qian, "I think so too,"

Mayer then said another thing, "Maling is coming soon,"

"Yes, it's the day after tomorrow," naturally I couldn't hide this from her.

Mayer looked at Feng Yiping with a smile, "You said, if you keep dealing with me like this, will your personality be split in the end?"

Feng Yiping immediately deeply realized Liang Yonggao’s mood just now. He will not be demolished if he is difficult, I’m old!

…………

A small private banquet was held on a two-story yacht on the deck of Feng Yiping, about two or three nautical miles away.

The secretary, who wears very little material but has a very outstanding figure, holds a wine glass and raises his hands to his head, accompanied by gentle music, dancing with his eyes closed.

De Villier put down the telescope in his hand and slid his left hand on the secretary's waist. "So, are they going to reinterpret the standard model of advertising?"

The person he asked about was sitting opposite him, hugging a hot blonde beauty.

That is exactly 10% of Hashiguchi.

At this time, Changgu looked very relaxed, completely removing the polite skin during the day, a man-made and vulgar.

But he still saw the problem very clearly, "No, no, no," he shook his head, and still hugged the hot-shaped blonde beauty beside him with one hand, and put the other hand under the table, not knowing what she was doing.

"You underestimated Mr. Feng. He obviously wanted to use his advantages in the Internet field to break the advertising market where traditional TV platforms still dominate," he said.

"Hmph," Ledwell snorted twice. I don't know if he was targeting Feng Yiping or the opposite of Changgu, "Is that so easy to break?"

Haga smiled, "I don't know this, what I know is that it seems that many people on the scene today are obviously interested in their recommendations,"

"What about you guys, what is your attitude towards this?" asked Ledville.

"Our attitude is not very important," Hague's previously missing hand finally appeared on the table, and he picked up the wine glass and took a big sip. "You know, in Europe, we have a small budget,"

In Europe, Japanese cars do not invest much in advertising because they are not selling well in Europe.

Of course, Nissan still has a certain market, but that is also because of French Renault. You should know that Renault is already the largest shareholder of Nissan.

But for Deville's company, the orders of the well-known automobile industry cannot be lost.

"So, you were moved, too?" he asked.

"Friend," said Haguchi swallowed a grape that had been peeled by the beauty around him, somewhat vaguely, "What I can tell you is that at least in the United States, we will definitely make some attempts on their platform,"

At this time, De Villier hates such hesitation and not at all happy. I care about the United States, but I care about European business.

He glanced at the beauty opposite, don't you know how much I spent tonight for you?

Hasegur noticed de Villier's gaze, "In my opinion, their preparations are indeed very sufficient and very proactive,"

"For me personally, the advertisements are shorter, more interesting and more in line with my preferences, which will interest me,"

"But look at you, you probably haven't thought of transformation yet,"

In fact, for a conservative guy like Hasegawa, the words he discussed in the afternoon also touched him a lot. Mr. Feng, who had a complicated viewing experience, really surprised him very much.

Their pragmatism also surprised him very much.

He really felt that it was an authentic American-style company founded by Chinese people.

"If this continues, the development momentum of Internet advertising will definitely become more and more fierce,"

“They will get easier and steal money from the TV advertising market,”

Sure enough, the kind of person he is said whatever he is.

The development of online advertising was said to be stealing money from TV advertising.

"Deville, so the point is, what do you do, how do you deal with it,"

"By the way, I think Unilever seems to be having a great time communicating with them," he said something that made De Villier's heart hang.

Look, I wasn't enjoying it tonight for nothing, right?

On the yacht in front of them, Feng Yiping happened to receive a call from Sandberg, "Feng, can you continue to attend a small-scale meeting tomorrow?"

"Who is the other party?"

"Unilever," Sandberg said.
Chapter completed!