Chapter 1021

Manna is mysterious. No matter what I ask, she won't tell me what the plan is.

Helpless, I can only give up.

Press the patience mood and wait until tomorrow to reveal the answer.

Early the next morning, Ganlu drove me to a village in the west of the city and met brother Qiang who had been waiting for me for a long time.

Brother Qiang is wearing a fitness suit today. He is still wet and his hair is wet.

"Brother Qiang, are you running?" I asked curiously.

Brother Qiang nodded and his eyes were always on manna. "Manna said I should lose weight, so I hurried to exercise. I ran five kilometers today."

"Run so far," I was a little surprised. "Can your knees stand it? You should take steps."

Manna stopped me. "You don't know, brother Qiang was a track and field athlete in Beijing when he was young."

Really?

Seeing that I didn't believe it, manna even turned out the picture and handed it to me.

I compared the photos with brother Qiang in front of me for a while.

I can't help but want to praise that time is really a pig killing knife.

Who could have thought that the handsome and strong young man would become such a greasy man now?

"I didn't find the person I like, so I abandoned myself and became like this." Brother Qiang explained, "if we could find it at that time, maybe it wouldn't be like this."

This sentence is more or less suggestive.

But the sweet dew seemed unheard of and did not continue at all.

He looked directly at the door of the small workshop not far away, "can we go to this house?"

"OK, you can go anywhere you want." Brother Qiang nodded.

We walked into the small workshop, which is a small handicraft workshop. It is full of women, old and even disabled. On the side is a row of small beds with sleeping children.

Although the small workshop is not clean, the beds where the children sleep are particularly clean, and even a faint smell of milk comes.

Brother Qiang asked those people to stand in a row for manna to choose.

Finally, manna chose a white haired old man, a disabled man and a woman who looked more than forty.

"You've been looking at the little bed. There's your child in it, haven't you?" Asked manna.

A touch of imperceptible red appeared on the woman's dark cheeks, and her voice was as low as a mosquito buzzing, "yes, the third on the left is my daughter, called Honghong."

"Would you like Honghong to shoot advertisements, too? I can give her 3000 yuan a day." Said manna.

Hearing the speech, everyone else began to get restless.

His eyes were full of excitement and envy.

Obviously, the three thousand yuan is a huge sum for all of them.

I think, or this is their monthly salary.

It only takes a child to shoot an advertisement and get 3000 yuan, and it only takes one day. What a good chance!

The woman was equally excited, but she didn't hurry and agreed directly.

She asked manna tentatively, "is it just advertising? Won't you do anything else?"

"No," manna shook her head. "It's just advertising. Here's the contract. You can have a look."

Manna was obviously prepared. She even took out the contract from her arms and handed it to the woman.

A crowd of people came up and looked around at the contract.

After studying for a long time, I don't know whether they understand it or not. In short, they agreed to shoot.

Three thousand dollars a day for children and two thousand dollars for adults.

After finalizing this point, manna took them to the studio.

Everyone seemed very restrained and didn't know how to move.

Manna personally demonstrated and even made gestures under the camera so that they could look at the camera.

From the early morning to the evening, the shooting was finally half finished.

The remaining half will continue tomorrow.

To this end, those people were particularly nervous and ran to explain to manna that they didn't mean to delay the shooting, nor did they want an extra day's salary.

Manna waved her hand and smiled softly. "I know, in fact, you're great. It's very good that you can do this when you face the camera for the first time. We'll work hard to finish shooting early tomorrow. It's still a whole day's salary, okay?"

Perhaps the encouragement of manna played a role.

The next day's shooting went very smoothly.

It was only three o'clock in the afternoon and all the shooting was over.

Ganlu called Chen Xin and asked Chen Xin to drive those people back.

Then he took a taxi with me to the advertising agency and started making billboards without any modification.

"What about the previous batch?" I asked.

Manna smiled. "Remove the heavy part, just the part of the advertising cloth, and then paste it. Let it hang down at the corners. Don't care."

"What do you mean?" I am a little puzzled, "if you put it out like this, you will certainly know that there is a problem with our advertising design size."

"Just let them know," manna nodded. "It's better to know than to stay in that place. Do as I say, and I'll arrange the rest."

I don't know what trick manna plays.

In short, I have nothing to do now. I can't find any other good way except to believe in manna.

I had to sigh helplessly and call the planning and Advertising Department of the company.

The planning and advertising department, like me, has repeatedly dissuaded me from giving up this idea.

But my official position is bigger than theirs. I can't persuade them, so I can only do it.

That night, the billboards in Beijing were replaced with this kind of large size advertising stickers.

Without spending a penny, the hot search of Gan's garbage advertising exploded directly.

The phone calls of shareholders are about to explode, and they ask me what bad chess I took with manna.

I was racking my brains to explain, but manna was crisp. She directly hung up the phone for me and turned off the machine.

"What are you doing?" I asked suspiciously.

Manna returned the cell phone to me, "ignore those people. Our good play will begin soon. Let's take you to see it."

With that, Ganlu took me to the printing room of the advertising company.

The strong smell of acrylic mixed with the smell of ink made people breathless.

And in this overwhelming smell, I saw the masterpiece of manna.

It was those photos, each of which was different. They were placed in front of me, plus the line printed on it, which immediately made me spray blood.

"Sometimes it's original. It's also an advertisement." Said manna.

After a pause, he looked at me again, "how about asking me to help? Is it a very wise decision?"

I was so excited that I was incoherent, "that's right. I should have let you come at the beginning, so as to save me from being scolded."