This advertisement is almost silent.

The picture shows a warm and peaceful family of three. The house is decorated in a modern and simple style. The young host and the hostess are wearing comfortable home clothes, accompanying a boy of six or seven years old and sitting on the sofa watching TV.

At this time, if the person watching the advertisement has an impression, he will accidentally find that the boy looks so familiar.

It was more than a year ago that the little male protagonist of the aito advertisement. A year later, he has grown a lot taller, but he is still crafted and handsome and cute.

"Oh! I'm going to go out for a spring outing tomorrow!" The little boy shouted, then jumped off the sofa and ran into his room. The young parents looked at each other and smiled. This was also the only line in the whole advertisement.

As the picture changed, the man came to the bedroom, took out a black backpack from the wardrobe, and started to put things in it. The backpack was designed very simple and atmospheric, with the fabric and strap looking flexible and thick.

A line of words appeared below the screen: "Men, only one is needed."

The picture jumped to the cloakroom again. This time the woman stood on tiptoe, tapping her lips with her fingers and looking around with her big eyes. On the shelf in front of her, there were more than seven or eight backpacks. Each one was of different colors and styles, with black leather, floral thick cloth... but they were all medium-sized and looked exquisite and beautiful.

The subtitles reappear: "Woman, it deserves many styles."

Then, the picture came to the child's room. On the small desk, there was a children's style laptop. Although others were small, the mouse and keyboard were very smart. I quickly entered a page, and there were photos of children's backpacks. His operations were done together: select the color of the backpack, cartoon animal patterns (bear, hound, tiger...), the location of the external pocket, the color of the zipper... This series of pictures flashed very quickly, and finally he entered his name - Xiaodouzi in the box.

Finally, it was already dawn on the scene. A courier came to his house and gave a small backpack to Xiaodouzi with both hands. His parents stood behind him and smiled.

Subtitles appear on the screen: "Baby, exclusive customization, unique."

As the music started, the family drove on the suburbs. The surroundings were green trees, flowers and plants, and the sun was pleasant. Three backpacks were placed side by side in the back seat.

The screen disappeared, and the subtitles flashed:

Life in Aier backpack is so colorful and simple

Subtitles pop up quickly in the lower right corner and disappear: aito's casual bun brand

...

When this advertisement was broadcast on TV stations and online media at all levels; when the new brand Aier became popular all over the country within a month, Ning Weikai had already sat in his new office and temporarily bid farewell to his luggage industry that had been in power for several years.

The new one is an Internet company. Although it is pitifully small, it is a high-tech company at least, so the office location and rent the most prosperous and expensive office building in the city.

At this moment, he was looking at the huge LCD screen on the building opposite. The one playing on it was Aier's dazzling advertisement.

He looked at it for a while, finally smiled faintly, lowered his head to continue reading the work information at hand.

At this time, the phone rang and a text message came in. He opened it and saw a photo. It was probably a photo taken by a girl, wearing a light green long skirt, holding an equally green Aier backpack, and smiling proudly at the camera. She looked very cute and cute.

Below is a line of words she typed: Don’t be knocked down! This is for you, and you can vent your hatred by punching and kicking! ——lydia.

Ning Weikai suddenly laughed and replied to her: "Where is here? I'll pick you up after work."

——

At the same time, Chen Zheng sat in his still luxurious office, holding a national promotion plan for the new leisure bag product that he had just formulated a few days ago.

Several department managers and senior executives stood opposite him, looking at each other, but they were helpless and suppressed, unable to express any substantial opinions.

"You guys go out first." Chen Zheng said coldly.

Everyone left silently.

Chen Zheng grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it to the ground.

Then there is the desk calendar, then the business card box, and then the sales plan with tens of thousands of words and pictures and texts in your hand!

If Lin Qian once saw the newly launched Sand Eagle of Xinbaorui and compared his Aito, how shocking, desperate and sad it was. Then at this moment, the same scene happened to Chen Zheng again.

He was furious, but he was at a loss.

At this moment, the cell phone on the table rang. Chen Zheng grabbed it, glanced at the number, calmed his breath, and answered: "Dad."

What came to my head was the furious voice that my father had never had before: "Mom~'s stupidity! My lifelong hard work will be defeated by you!"

——

Night falls slowly, and the city is decorated with lights like pearls.

Lin Qian held her cell phone and changed into a purple short skirt and black high heels in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

The headhunter manager on the other end of the phone talked for a while, but still didn't give up: "Mr. Lin, you really don't think about it? Although Aida is a giant in the domestic luggage industry, the j□j Group is a multinational company, the top 500 in the world, and the global luggage industry champion. You come to become the marketing director of the China region, and your salary will be doubled at least. You can choose from the work locations in Hong Kong, Singapore, and Beijing. I really think this company is more suitable for your personal career development."

Lin Qian smiled helplessly: "Thank you. But I really don't plan to change jobs at the moment."

The headhunter manager sighed a few more words, but he knew that the forced melon was not sweet, so he had to ask Lin Qian to agree that if he wanted to change jobs, he must contact her as soon as possible. Lin Qian agreed and she complimented a few more words: "Whether it is Aito or Aier now, I heard that you have done it yourself. Mr. Lin, your creativity is really great, and this is also what impressed the senior management of j□j. In short, I wish you a smooth career and a chance to cooperate again!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qian smiled beside her lips, tied her hair up in front of the mirror. Okay, I'll finish cleaning.

She then turned around and looked at Li Zhicheng sitting in the chair. He was also wearing a suit and tie today, and she picked up the shirt and tie. The color was a little brighter, making his eyebrows look particularly black and eye-catching.

"Come here." He reached out to her.

Lin Qian walked up to him, put his hand in his palm, and he pulled him into his arms.

"It turns out that I have to be guarded not only by other men," he said softly, "and also by other companies."

Lin Qian chuckled and patted his shoulder with a generous attitude: "I understand you. My girlfriend is so excellent, it's normal for you to have a sense of crisis. I'll overcome it yourself."

Li Zhicheng looked at the woman in his arms. The purple skirt outlined her arms and slender waist, and the lines of her hips were erect and erect. Her slightly pink face looked like a soft and shiny mutton fat jade. A pair of black and white eyes looked at him like Qiu Hong.

He has been immersed in the mall for almost two years, and she has been with him for almost two years.

He rarely takes her out for social events. Other men, high-ranking officials or nobles, change the women around him.

A man with power and wealth can get everything too easily. No matter how beautiful or young a woman is, she will lose her interest and will not regret throwing it away.

That's because they haven't met a woman like her who is always full of energy and shining light.

The more scheming and worldly a man encounters such a woman, the less he will not let go.

——

The arrangement for tonight is to hold a celebration dinner at the Beihai Shengting Hotel in the city center.

Li Zhicheng left first in the driver's car, and Lin Qian drove over by herself. This was what she insisted on. A year has passed, and their relationship has not been officially revealed, which is also Lin Qian's persistence.

The overall situation is not yet determined, and she doesn't want their private affairs to attract attention. This will be better for Li Zhicheng to lead the entire company.

The cultural atmosphere of a company is not called out, but made. Li Zhicheng is obviously well aware of this principle. Although the company has always been thrifty in various expenses, it can be called extravagant tonight. It has booked a whole floor of the hotel banquet hall, which is decorated with brilliant and luxurious lights, and invited outside cultural companies to perform entertainment programs.

The opening was a passionate bullfighting dance. Several girls in red dresses like fire, danced on the stage ahead with passionate music, attracted everyone's attention and successfully ignited the atmosphere of the dinner.

Lin Qian sat in a round table in the fourth row. Two or three tables beside her, all of whom were employees of her department. The dishes were already all: lobster, grouper, swift crab, snowflake beef... But no one took the chopsticks for the time being because he had to wait for the president toast. Lin Qian sipped a glass of juice, and her eyes floated to the table in the middle of the first row from time to time. Li Zhicheng sat in the middle of the center of the suit. He took off his suit and only wore a snow-white shirt. In her opinion, it was very eye-catching.

Soon, the opening dance ended. The lights dimmed, and a beam of light focused on the stage. Below the stage, the entire hall was filled with people, and all the people were silent for a moment. There were only fragmented footsteps and the sound of a cup touching the tabletop.

The host is a beautiful supervisor of the administrative department. He wore a long red dress and held a microphone. Following the light, Pingting walked onto the stage.

"Dear leaders and colleagues, good evening everyone!"

Everyone was already in high spirits and was applauding at this time. The host first said the words of blessings and briefly reviewed the brilliant achievements of vinda and aier since the listing. Every time she reported a number, the applause boiled. Lin Qian sat in the dark crowd, and was also full of excitement in this atmosphere.

Ida. His Ida, her Ida, everyone's Ida. When did they fall to the bottom, disappointed and even cried again and again, never imagined that today would be there! The year before, all their books were added up to less than ten million; now, they have collected the best hotels in the city to celebrate. Now, who is not afraid of those competitors in the industry? Who doesn't think twice before doing it when they meet Ida?

And all this depends entirely on one person, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain.

The host's slightly excited voice sounded: "Next, please invite Mr. Li Zhicheng, President, to speak and give a toast!"

The applause at the scene reached a peak. Many people even stood up and applauded warmly.

Finally, everyone couldn't help but stand up, watching the man sitting in the main seat of the audience slowly get up, holding a porcelain white wine glass, and stepping onto the stage.

The previous second, the whole scene was still boiling.

The next second, when he looked up under the light and looked around quietly for a while, he was silent.

Only the look and expectation that everyone is watching.

Lin Qian looked at his face and his short black hair stained with glossy light. He saw him holding a wine glass in one hand and putting his other hand in his pocket. His simple shirt and trousers outlined the most handsome and smooth outline of a man.

Lin Qian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"I once thought that this life would never intersect with business." His voice was slow and heavy, but it also brought a kind of warmth that others did not have, as if it could be immersed in your heart.

"Because of my brother, he led Ida and created one glory after another," he said.

At this time, many old employees in the audience remembered that the once equally excellent young president may not have the same strategic talent as Li Zhicheng, but he also led the company to develop steadily and rapidly for many years in a fiercely competitive market.

They also realized that the president, who was less than 30 years old, had an identity, a man who inherited his father's business and also held the will of his brother. This made the president, who had always been cold and deep in their eyes, suddenly become vivid and real.

Although Lin Qian had never met Li Zhicheng's dead brother, she was probably the one who knew him the most on the scene.

This man doesn't like to show his feelings too much. He hides everything under his quiet appearance.

But the person he truly cherishes is deeply kept in his heart.

At this moment, he mentioned his brother, did he remember his brother's instructions because he finally reached the top and looked down on the entire industry?

Why did she feel so distressed when he is like this?

In the silence of the whole room, Li Zhicheng continued to say lightly: "Of course, as a soldier, I made a joke when I first took over Aida. I was mistaken for the security manager and sent to move things..."

The audience burst into laughter, and someone asked loudly, "Mr. Li, who is deducting his bonus!"

Lin Qian stared at him on the stage, her heart was sweet and her cheeks were hot. He deliberately!

Sure enough, he saw his eyes looking in this direction. It was just that the range was too large and no one felt strange. Only Lin Qian's eyes were gently intertwined with him, and his heart was silent.

“At this time last year, everyone said Ida could not be saved. This year, we were the industry champion;
To be continued...