Chapter 22 Advertisement
Chapter 22 Advertisement
"Xiuyuan," An Rusong waved at her and took the initiative to walk towards her. When he stood in front of the girl, the first thing he did was to hold her hand and lock her eyes with passionate and fiery eyes. "I'm just about to look for you."
Faced with his enthusiasm, Jiang Xiuyuan's small face turned red again, but she did not try to pull her hand back, but let him hold it.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" She asked in a whisper, avoiding An Rushong's gaze.
"It's nothing, I just haven't seen you for several days and I wanted to see you," An Rushong was very satisfied with the effect. He was very confident in his methods, especially since his rebirth, he had an outstanding appearance.
The reality is, if he didn't have the appearance he has now, the same method might not work in front of girls.
Jiang Xiuyuan's face turned even redder, but a smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of her lips.
"Me too." She almost blurted out what was in her mind, but she held back and changed the subject, asking, "By the way, where have you been? Why haven't you come to the factory?"
"What else can we do? Of course, we have to find a market for it," An Rushong said, pretending to be tired and exhausted, and sighed deeply.
"You have seen the current situation of the factory. Although I am confident in the new products I designed, in the next period of time, how to expand sales as much as possible is still the primary issue that the factory has to consider. The most terrible thing is that President Sun still owes such a large amount of high-interest loans. If the factory cannot make a profit in the short term, those gangsters will probably not really abide by the agreement and give the factory more than three months."
Jiang Xiuyuan nodded in agreement, and then, looking at An Rusong, she showed some heartache in her eyes. She looked around and whispered, "Don't work too hard, you should always take care of yourself. Although it's not appropriate to say this, we are just ordinary workers in the factory after all. Chairman Sun's loan has nothing to do with us."
Oh, you are not a kind girl.
An Rushong laughed secretly in his heart, but held the girl's hand tighter, and at the same time, he quietly moved closer to her.
Jiang Xiuyuan's "unkindness" is naturally understandable. As she said, he and they are just ordinary workers in the factory. Everyone's family conditions are not good. 20 billion won is an unimaginable amount of money for people like them.
And those vicious underworlds were also something they couldn't afford to offend. If Jiang Xiuyuan were in An Rusong's shoes, she would have resigned long ago.
An Rushong was not a good person to begin with, and naturally he did not have any moral cleanliness. He would never hold others to the standards of a moral guardian, just like when the Zhang Yuanya sisters tried to blackmail him, he did not despise them for this. After all, he knew very well in his heart that whether it was the Zhang Yuanya sisters or Jiang Xiuyuan, their reactions to something were all instinctively seeking benefits and avoiding harm.
If everyone were a billionaire, then everyone would choose to be kind. Of course, if they really chose to be kind, they probably would not become billionaires.
"Let's try harder," An Rusong gave the girl a tired smile and sighed. He looked around and said with emotion, "After all, I have been working here for five years and have developed feelings for everything here. If I could choose, I would rather continue working here."
He paused, and then said with some melancholy: "Even if I really have to leave one day, I hope everything will be fine here, not like it is now, because..."
An Rusong stopped talking in time before he finished. He smiled at the girl and said, "Look, I almost forgot. I said I would treat you to a meal the other day, but after so many days, I haven't been able to find the time."
Women are all emotional, and the simpler the woman, the more so. As for Jiang Xiuyuan, she happened to be a simple woman. So, when An Rusong's performance ended, she looked at the man with a look of admiration, pity and other complex emotions.
It was not until An Rusong looked at her and their eyes met that she hurriedly looked away and whispered, "Actually, I'm always available."
"Let's wait until we're done with this busy period," An Rusong said, pretending not to hear the girl's mumbling, "We'll celebrate properly after this crisis in the factory is safely over."
As he spoke, he pretended not to see the disappointment in the girl's eyes and patted the back of her hand. Finally, he said, "Okay, I have to get busy first. I'll tell you a good news in secret. If what I'm going to do today is successful, the situation in the factory will soon be improved. Maybe everyone's salary can increase." "Yeah," Jiang Xiuyuan nodded vigorously, as if to show her trust in An Rushong, but the expression on her face was a little absent-minded.
Looking at the girl's pretty face, An Rushong pretended to hesitate for a moment, and then as if he mustered up great courage, he took half a step forward, stretched out his arms, and hugged the girl into his arms. Then, when the girl stared with eyes wide open in a daze, he held her tight in his arms.
The girl's body was firm yet soft. Burying his head in her neck, he could not smell the perfume that ordinary women have, but instead a faint smell of sweat. It was a pity that when he held her in his arms, even though he held her very tightly, he still felt like something was missing at his chest.
An Rusong knew when to stop. He just hugged the girl tightly for a while, and then quickly let her go. Then, he clenched his fist towards the girl and said in a firm and powerful voice: "Come on!"
"Ah! Come on!" Jiang Xiuyuan had not yet recovered from the shock of being suddenly hugged by him, so she confusedly imitated him and made a gesture of encouragement.
An Rusong took the opportunity to nod at her, then turned around and walked towards the office building not far away. Behind him, Jiang Xiuyuan paused for a few seconds before she reached out and touched her slightly hot face, and walked towards the second workshop in a trance.
In the office building, in the office that originally belonged to Sun Manzhu, An Rusong walked in whistling and went straight to the back of the desk. He sat down on the soft boss chair, opened the laptop on the desk, logged into the Yahoo website, and searched for the website of "Korea Broadcast Advertising Corporation".
Before 2012 in An Rusong's previous life, the name of Korea Broadcasting Advertising Corporation was a remarkable organization. It was an official agency of the South Korean government. All the profit-making advertising businesses of the three major broadcasting organizations in South Korea, including KBS, MBC, and SBS, were under the responsibility of this organization.
In other words, the three major broadcasting organizations have no power to accept advertisements on their own, except for those of a public welfare nature.
However, after 2012, the power of the Korea Broadcasting Advertising Corporation was greatly weakened, and the profit-making advertising business was taken over by each broadcasting organization. The Korea Broadcasting Advertising Corporation was also renamed the "Korea Broadcasting Advertising Promotion Corporation". Its main function is to serve the broadcasting organizations, such as calculating ratings.
Soon, the website of the Korea Broadcasting Advertising Corporation appeared on the computer page. An Rushong found the link to the recent business announcement and clicked on it directly.
In order to show openness and fairness, the advertising business that the Korea Broadcasting Advertising Corporation approaches will be made public, and of course, the corresponding advertising business will also be tendered. An Rusong is not interested in large-scale bidding projects such as those seeking naming rights, he only pays attention to the advertising bidding of a program.
"Two Days and One Night", An Rushong soon found the advertising bidding list for this program in the list, which showed various types of advertising bidding projects, some of which had completed the bidding and entered the public announcement stage.
An Rushong carefully browsed through the public notices one by one. He found that the advertising bidding for this program that was very popular in his previous life did not seem to be going smoothly. In the public notice provided by the commune, even the program's sponsor had not been determined.
But if you think about it carefully, this seems normal. Although this program brings together many of Korea's top comedy MCs, it is, after all, Korea's first so-called travel and food variety show. Because there is no precedent, it is difficult for the outside world to predict its broadcast effect. There are only a few businesses that are really willing to take the risk of investing large amounts of advertising fees.
With this discovery, An Rushong felt relieved. At least, he didn't have to worry about the Radio Advertising Commune asking for too high a price.
In fact, An Rushong did not plan to reserve a large or conspicuous advertising space for the factory's "screaming chicken". According to his idea, the best advertising for the new product is for the MCs of the "Two Days and One Night" program team to play around with the "screaming chicken" produced by the factory, thereby showing the toy's ability to "scream" to the audience. Such a performance is enough.
Even for this kind of implicit product placement, An Rusong initially planned to invest 5 million won, which was the fundamental purpose of his application for a 5 million won loan. But now, he thinks that running such an advertisement may not require 5 million won, and if he negotiates well, he may be able to get it for 2 to 3 million won.
On the website of the Radio Advertising Commune, there was a business contact number published. An Rusong found the number and called it directly from the office phone. After explaining the purpose of the visit to the other party, he directly agreed on a time for a door-to-door negotiation.
(End of this chapter)