C417 Best Advertising Opportunity
C417 Best Advertising Opportunity
He had even discussed with Dung Shixiong that the prime-time period before the news broadcast would be the best time to go to Central TV Department 1 to advertise. It wouldn't take too long, it would only take ten seconds.
After hearing Director Li's suggestion, Dung Shixiong almost fell off his chair. My god, Director Li, you really dare to think about buying the 10 second golden segment advertisement for Central TV Department 1's News Simulcast?
God, don't even say ten seconds, even if it's three seconds, do you know what the advertising price is?
If it's less than thirty million, you can take my head off and kick it like a ball.
Ten seconds of advertising, not even a hundred million. Can you get it?
Great Director Li, our company is only worth a few tens of millions, okay?
If you really want to get the advertisement that you are most satisfied with, you will probably have to sell all of our company's employees — Dung Shixiong didn't say this, but Lee Nanfang could read it from his shocked and dumbstruck face.
He also felt that this suggestion of his might be a bit of a load of crap.
The sky-high advertising fees were only one aspect. The key point was to hire a famous advertising director to become a celebrity.
The director should be done with it. He would throw out bundles of money and send a few pretty girls over. He was not afraid that he would not surrender.
Being a celebrity was easy, as long as you threw bundles of money at them — alas, there didn't seem to be tens of millions. The female celebrities who were more important to their fans than their parents would probably ignore them.
Who asked Nanfang to just be a nameless small company. Not to mention those popular female celebrities, even Leg Model, who only had an impression of this city's elves, pretended to be high-end and ignored the temptation of large amounts of money and rejected Dung Shixiong?
Advertisement, I want to let more people know about Nanfang's stockings advertisement!
This thought was like the most gentle yet fanatical woman, tightly entangling Lee Nanfang like an octopus. It made him feel as if it was difficult to breathe, and he was thinking about her all the time.
The heavens were moved by Director Li's pious attitude. They benevolently grabbed a big pie and smashed it right on his head. This allowed him to receive interviews from the foreign media at an extremely opportune moment.
There was a saying, "All men are equal in front of opportunities, it all depended on whether or not you could seize them."
What kind of advertising effects would there be that could be interviewed by dozens of media outlets?
Lee Nanfang was willing to bet that even the 10 seconds worth of golden time that Central TV Department 1 had at least 100 million was not as good as the time they had right now!
This was like dropping hundreds of millions of dollars out of thin air, Lee Nanfang had to catch it no matter what.
As expected, he caught them and used a small method of praising first, then demeaning. At this moment, the people with the largest amount of people knew Chinese Qingshan, Nanfang's stockings, a product of honor.
As for Miss Lachri, who had originally thought that she would finally find a pro-Korean faction that would only choose her idol regardless of her country's reputation, Lee Nanfang would never even consider how big of a shadow her heart was.
Just as he didn't care at all, after watching this live broadcast, would the Han Star players collectively and affectionately greet his eighteen generations of ancestors? Do you know who my ancestors were?
If you know, let us go greet him together.
It was also possible that a few crazy, unreasonable, and impolite South Korean would use extreme methods to take revenge on him and make him disappear from this world.
Hehe, when it comes to playing impolite, who was Lee Nanfang afraid of?
Except for the damned woman who had pushed him.
He was upset at the thought, not to mention the fact that there were a lot of press reporters present, but he would be miserable not to introduce them to his homesick Nanfang's stockings.
"Damn, I'm here to interview citizens to boycott Korean products, alright?" It's not for you to advertise for free! "
"Sorry, Mr. Lee, we still have to be busy interviewing others."
"Mr. Lee, please let go, my clothes are almost torn by you! "My boyfriend is over there. If he's unhappy, he might misunderstand that you want to molest me."
"I didn't mean it that way, sis. I really didn't mean it that way, it's just that you look very close, and want to give me the exclusive right to interview you. This big brother here, I can see that your sky is full, and your eyes are full of life … Hey, don't go. I'm not done talking yet."
Lee Nanfang was disappointed as if he was avoiding the plague. Wherever he went, the reporters would flee. He shook his head and sighed despondently, then returned to his car.
Applause filled the air. When Lee Nanfang opened the door to get on the car, thunderous cheers came from the surrounding onlookers' hands.
The pride that had never existed before made Lee Nanfang's eyes instantly wet. Who said that in broad daylight, they would be despised by the people and drowned in saliva?
What the people like, love, and support in any form is art!
The Founding Elder, whom we revered for generations, once said, "The people love to see, but you don't like it. Who do you think you are?" Art is approved by the people. As long as the people loved it, it was worth it!
"So, he's Jack from the Nanfang Group."
At this moment, many people who truly knew how to appreciate art recognized Lee Nanfang. Their stomachs almost burst into laughter because of his brilliant acting. However, there was a small group of people who looked coldly at the playback that was just broadcast live.
These people, after knowing that they were going to die due to the protection of Nanfang Group's boss, were all contemptuous towards Lin Wanqing. They thought that with just a simple move of their fingers, they would be able to cause this fellow to fall into an irrecoverable situation.
In fact, Black Ghost used the bloody truth to warn them that it was best not to act rashly or else someone might die.
The world is so good, why must we die?
All the Wealthy Class families worked together and secretly mobilized all their forces to investigate Black Ghost. After a long time, they could only swallow their anger and retract their Demon Claw towards Lee Nanfang and Lin Wanqing.
However, this did not mean that they would not have any thoughts when they saw Lee Nanfang showing off so much. They would then deduce what the relationship between him and Black Ghost was.
In addition to them, there was also a young couple watching the playback.
This was Holan Fusu, who was invited over to Lin Family during the weekend in Beijing. He sat on the sofa in Lin Yiting's room and watched the guy who was drooling at the camera as a bitter smile slowly emerged on his face.
He asked in his heart, Zitong, this Lee Nanfang, should be the special reason why you didn't accept me for the past few years, right?
Previously, Holan Fusu had met Lee Nanfang in a certain tea house in Qingshan.
Almost everyone that came across Lee Nanfang before could remember him.
That was all. The way Guain introduced himself made him nauseous.
That's why Holan Fusu clearly remembered that this guy called himself the driver of Kaihuang Group.
Which boss's driver would be the other company's boss?
Moreover, it was the kind of boss who dared to stand up and protect Lin Wanqing without fear of the combined might of several wealthy families.
If such an arrogant boss didn't have some shady relationship with Yue Zitong, he would have been foolish and become her coachman.
Zitong, it's hard for you to hide this from me.
You seem too selfish. He was with you a long time ago, but you never told me!
When the corner of Holan Fusu's mouth twitched again, Lin Yiting's crisp voice came from the side, "Brother Fusu, I don't like this Lee Nanfang."
Earlier on when they went to Qingshan, Miss Lin had already disliked Lee Nanfang. This bastard dared to say who she was in front of Brother Fusu, Yue Zitong, and Hua Yeshen!
If Holan Fusu hadn't repeatedly pleaded for him, saying that there was no need for us to do anything, he would've definitely found someone with Miss Lin's domineering personality and made this fellow die a horrible death.
Holan Fusu raised his head, looked at her and smiled gently: "His performance today is actually quite good. Although your methods are a bit shameless, it suits the current atmosphere. "
"Hmph, no matter what, I just don't like him."
Lin Yiting harrumphed and suddenly looked at her laptop, frowning.
A moment later, she smiled.
On the live broadcast, she saw the Elf's impression of the unconventional billboard.
Miss Lin was still quite intelligent, and from the way Jack had been introducing the dog shit Nanfang's stockings, and from the elfin impression that Leg Model had been offered to the famous stockings, she immediately decided what the guy was going to do.
If it was another Liu Steel Company, if Lin Yiting wanted them not to take over the business of the Wu Steel Group, she might have to owe someone a favor. But as for the elven impression — hehe, that was a small company that her older brother Lin Kangbai and Sun Steel opened in Qingshan.
It was also a while ago that Young Master Lin had been to the Qingshan City for a certain Leg Model who had received the Copper Prize internationally. However, in a small dilapidated clubhouse, he was almost beaten to a pulp by someone.
In order to help her brother seek justice by trampling that professional duck called Ye Shen to death, Lin Yiting even received severe reprimand from her father, making her cry in grievance for the better part of the night.
Plus, she was scolded by Lee Nanfang, so Lin Yiting didn't have a good impression of Qingshan.
Hehe, bastard, you want to find a professional like Leg Model to advertise your company's products?
Dream on! Dream on! If you have the ability, go and search abroad. I dare to swear that there won't be a single company in the country named Leg Model, or even a guest named Leg Model, to take over your business!
Lin Yiting smiled proudly to herself as she turned around and walked out of the room.
Holan Fusu also saw the Pixel Impression billboard and guessed what Lin Yiting was going to do. He wanted to persuade her to go out, but he still shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile.
Arriving at a quiet place, Lin Yiting dialed Lin Kangbai's cell phone: "Brother, where are you now?"
"At Guang An club."
The Guang An Club was also a very famous club in Beijing. Although it was not as good as Seven Stars Club, nor was it one of the Four Great Guilds in China, it was just short of a name. Whether it was the strength of the hardware or the quality of the girls, it was still of the best standard.
Lin Kangbai's handsome face was filled with a pampered expression. However, when he talked to his little sister, he could still maintain the same tone and feel the warmth from the bottom of his heart.
Young Master Lin's expression was filled with reverence. That was because he was also watching Qingshan's replay and he recognized that the person who was interviewed was the duck Ye Shen who almost crippled him in Jindi Club back then.
That Ye Shen became the main character in Young Master Lin's nightmare.
He had an incomparable desire to use a thunderous method to dispel the shadow in his mind.
However, his father's strict orders forced him to forcefully suppress his resentment.
As for why Ye Shen was also called Lee Nanfang, or why he became the boss of a small, crappy company, Lin Kangbai didn't care.
He only cared that this Lee Nanfang was Ye Shen!