I contracted the entertainment industry

Chapter 131 Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha (1 more)

Chapter 131
Enmi Izu Planning Department.

In a bright and spacious office.

People in twos and threes gathered together, each busy with the work at hand.

Just now Mu Feng has finished assigning the tasks, and even explained the specific steps clearly. If this is not enough, then go and check your IQ.

Ding Kun stood beside Mu Feng and frowned, as if he had doubts about the plan he said.

In fact, not only Ding Kun, but also most people present felt that this advertisement was too simple?Is it possible to do this?Can it leave an impression on the audience?

After hesitating for a long time, Ding Kun finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Mu, the cost of this advertisement is about 100 million. Are you saving too much?"

According to Mu Feng's method, this advertisement would not even cost [-] yuan, that is, to buy props, post-production rendering and labor would cost some money, and everything else would be saved.

"We're not making movies. Why do we need such a gorgeous picture? What matters is the effect, not the advertisement itself." Mu Feng talked eloquently.

"But the quality of the advertisement itself determines the effect of the publicity."

Ding Kun completely disagreed with Mu Feng's point of view, even the advertisements were so-so, how could the audience buy it?

Mu Feng patted Ding Kun on the shoulder and said, "I've said it many times, the highlight of this ad is not the pictures, but the words."

Yes, God-like advertising words!
Izu milk tea sells more than 3 million cups a year, and the cups could circle the earth together!For seven consecutive years, it has led the country in sales. It tastes good and is of course more popular.

Thinking of this, Ding Kun felt a pain in the ass, how shameless people must be to come up with this kind of advertisement.

Although Ding Kun had a hundred questions in his mind, seeing Mu Feng's confident appearance, he couldn't stop comforting himself, to believe in Mu Feng and his strength.

After all, Yida's advertising achievements are there!

"Don't think about it, we signed a gambling agreement, and I can't cheat myself, don't you think?"

Ding Kun disagreed, he seriously doubted that if a person like Mu Feng became ruthless, would he even beat himself?If so, it is not impossible for him to cheat himself once.

And the other side.

Shi Mengya's heart was agitated, she didn't know that Mu Feng could plan advertisements at all.

The most important thing is that this is not a trivial matter. He was invited by Yuanwei Izu, a well-known milk tea company in China. When she was in college, she often drank it.

Speaking of which, Mu Feng is definitely a weirdo!

It's completely incomprehensible that a well-known singer wants to be a radio host, but in the end he gets a lot of limelight at the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and now he comes out to plan commercials.

The strangest thing is, how can one person know so many things?And all of them seem to be very proficient. Is there any secret here?

unusual!
Something is wrong!
Not scientific!
The more Shi Mengya pondered, the more frightened she became. She even felt that Mu Feng was not a human being, but an alien visitor.

Although this kind of thinking is a bit ridiculous, she was really fooled by it. Mu Feng is indeed an alien visitor.

Of course, it seems inaccurate to use alien visitors, and parallel worlds are more appropriate.

But as long as Mu Feng doesn't admit it, who will believe it?

Even if Mu Feng admits it, his only end is going to a mental hospital.

morning!

Under the leadership of Mu Feng, everyone was busy with the preparation of various copywriting, and became familiar with the entire advertising process and theme concept.

noon!

too busy!
Everyone eats takeaway in the office, and simply fills their stomachs. This makes Shi Mengya want to kill Mu Feng. The big meal that was agreed, can you choose where you want?
"Let's just make do with it at noon, and I'll take you to eat in the evening." Mu Feng said.

Shi Mengya felt depressed, but what could be done? Everyone was so busy, rushing to work, so it was not appropriate for them to go out to eat and drink.

in the afternoon.

Ding Kun contacted the venue, and a group of people drove to the shooting location, group performances, camera, scene control, all kinds of messy things, made Mu Feng's head almost explode.

In the beginning, because Mu Feng was inexperienced and others didn't understand what he meant, he made mistakes frequently, either the rhythm was too fast, or the expressions of the characters were stiff, which didn't match his ideal effect anyway.

Until later, everyone's cooperation gradually developed a tacit understanding, and the shooting went much smoother.

In order to pursue perfection, Mu Feng replayed many poorly shot details and scenes. As a result, the work ended an hour later than expected.

"Minister Ding, the filming is over. Regarding the post-editing and special effects, I have already explained to the relevant personnel of your company. As long as he follows my request, it will not be a big problem."

Mu Feng's voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, because he tried too hard when he shouted.

"Okay, I see. If there is any problem, we will communicate again, but thank you for your hard work today, Mr. Mu."

Ding Kun could tell that Mu Feng was really working hard, without any slack or perfunctory.

"It should, after all, it's my duty, and it's not hard work."

Mu Feng shook his head, money is hard to earn these days, if you don't work harder, how can you do it.

"Mr. Mu, you see we have been busy all day, and we haven't eaten well. Everyone is hungry now. Why don't we find a place to eat together and talk?" Ding Kun said with a smile.

"Okay!"

Mu Feng agreed almost without thinking, just kidding, he was just waiting for Ding Kun's words, otherwise Shi Mengya's feast would be ruined.

Ding Kun didn't expect Mu Feng to agree so readily, he was slightly taken aback, and then said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Mu, just tell us what you want to eat, there are restaurants all around us, you can choose the place."

Mu Feng laughed loudly and said, "I don't care, Xiaoya, what about you, did you hear that just now? Minister Ding said that you can choose whatever place you want to eat."

Listening to Mu Feng's words, Shi Mengya finally understood, cooperating with him, even if he had arrived, there would be such a meal, the generosity he said before, turned out to be just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

"Brother Xiaofeng, Brother Xiaofeng, you're really good. It's shameless to take someone else's money to treat me to dinner."

Thinking in her heart, Shi Mengya said calmly: "Brother Xiaofeng, actually I don't have anything in particular that I want to eat, or I can just find one."

"Oh, look at you. Minister Ding is the big boss. You don't have to be afraid of spending money. He has plenty of money, which is different from us poor people."

When Ding Kun heard this, he looked at Mu Feng and rolled his eyes. What do you mean I have money? My money is also hard earned, okay? It didn't fall from the sky, let alone blown by a strong wind.

It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, and it's about Mu Feng, who is more generous than anyone else when others pay for it, but when it's his turn, he's shy like a little daughter-in-law.

"That's it, let's go to the Emperor Hotel." Shi Mengya said with a smile.

Emperor Hotel?
Ding Kun almost vomited blood. If he didn't have a hundred and eighty thousand dollars in it, he wouldn't be able to take it down. The little girl seemed to be able to live well, but she didn't expect to be a prodigal.

Fortunately, the money can be reimbursed by the company. He pretended to be distressed on the surface, but in fact it didn't matter, and it wasn't his money anyway.

(End of this chapter)

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