The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Lin Zhiyuan leaned against the head of the bed, holding up the microphone, "Yes, I just got off the plane today."

Yehelena's voice suddenly became as excited as a little bird. "Which hotel are you staying in? I'll come find you, or you can come to my place, or the same apartment you came to before."

"Yehelena, it's not very convenient. I'm leading the team this time, and there are too many people..."

"Lin, don't you miss me? Don't you love me anymore?" Yehelena was obviously angry and kept asking. Lin Zhiyuan tried to persuade her and promised again and again that he would go to her after he finished his business.

Yehelena finally returned to normal, and Lin Zhiyuan asked about the progress of the task he had asked her to do last time.

"It's already been done. It's from Saint Barth in the Caribbean. It's a small country, and it's easy to get their passport. I spent a little extra money to help you get the most complete identity information."

"Okay, Yehelena, I'll come to you as soon as I have some progress on my side." Lin Zhiyuan was very happy and said a few more sweet words to Yehelena before hanging up the phone.

Finally, he called home and chatted with Su Jin for a while. Su Jin was a little unhappy because they couldn't spend the New Year's Eve together because of Lin Zhiyuan's business trip.

Lin Zhiyuan comforted Su Jin again and said that he would buy gifts for Su Jin and her daughter in the United States.

After hanging up the phone, the world was finally quiet. Lin Zhiyuan glanced at the watch. It was nine o'clock in the evening. In Yanjing, it was already morning. He had no sleepiness at all and could only force himself to close his eyes. He didn't know how long it had been before he fell asleep in a daze.

When Lin Zhiyuan woke up the next morning, he felt dizzy. This was due to jet lag and poor sleep quality.

After washing up, Lin Zhiyuan went out and saw that most of the other members of the team were in the same state.

He encouraged everyone with a few words, and then took everyone to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. Everyone drank black coffee to stay energetic because they were going to have a formal meeting with people from McCann-Erickson Advertising Company today.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Madeline came to the hotel and took the team to McCann-Cann. As the hotel was very close to the company, everyone walked there, and in less than five minutes, they entered the office building where McCann-Cann was located.

Here, Lin Zhiyuan met the company's general manager George.

George is a middle-aged white man in his forties, which is considered old in the advertising industry, so everyone in the company calls him Old George.

George attached great importance to this cooperation opportunity with Shenzhou people. After hearing Lin Zhiyuan's ideas relayed by Madeline yesterday, he convened the heads of various departments of the company overnight and worked overtime to make a marketing plan.

In the company's conference room, George Sr. personally gave a lecture and introduced to Lin Zhiyuan and Li Changan their plan to promote the Music Garden product.

"We understand that your company wants to promote its products in a shorter time, so we decided to expand the promotion channels to various media such as TV, radio, newspapers, etc..." Old George's plan was nothing new. Lin Zhiyuan was not very satisfied, but out of politeness, he listened patiently.

Old George has been working in the advertising industry for more than 20 years. Apart from anything else, his ability to read people's expressions is first-rate. As soon as he saw Lin Zhiyuan's facial expression, he knew that the client was not satisfied with the plan. He stopped in a hurry and said, "Dear Mr. Lin, this is just a plan. Due to the tight time, we did it in a hurry, but it doesn't matter. We have plenty of time to communicate, and we can slowly improve this plan."

Lin Zhiyuan spoke up, "Mr. George, I expressed my thoughts to Miss Madeline yesterday. I hope that the Music Garden product can lead the fashion trend of young people. The promotion channels you just mentioned are too traditional. I personally think that you have ignored the important emerging channel of the Internet. Music Garden is a brand new music player. Why can't we cooperate with music websites..."

Lin Zhiyuan was halfway through his words when the door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and Qiao Jerry, with dishevelled hair and bloodshot eyes, rushed in.

Old George glared at Joe Jerry angrily, "Joe Jerry, why are you late for no reason? Look at the way you look, don't you think it's too rude?"

Old George admired Joe Jerry's talent very much, but in such an important occasion as receiving clients, Joe Jerry barged in so rashly, which made Old George want to fire him.

Who knew that Qiao Jerry acted as if he didn't hear him. He took out two pieces of paper from his wrinkled shirt pocket and placed them in front of Lin Zhiyuan. His two gray eyes stared at Lin Zhiyuan, "Take a look. Is this the feeling you want?"

On the two sheets of paper are hand-drawn pictures that have been simply colored.

Lin Zhiyuan picked up the first one and looked at it carefully.

The lines of the picture are very simple, a bit like a sketch.

The scene is a subway station. The whole composition seems to be torn in the middle. On the right is a group of office workers in suits and carrying briefcases, while on the left side of the picture, a young man in jeans and a T-shirt is sitting lazily on a bench with his eyes slightly closed and earphones in his ears. In his hand is a music garden.

The reason why this picture is torn is that the left and right sides give people completely different feelings. The atmosphere on the right is very serious and formal, while the young man on the left is full of cynicism and unruly temperament. What makes Lin Zhiyuan most satisfied is that he only uses the simplest lines to render the young man's Nordic-style coldness to the extreme.

I have to admit that this picture immediately attracted Lin Zhiyuan.

When seeing this picture, the first four words that popped into Lin Zhiyuan's mind were: unique.

He looked at Qiao Jerry in surprise, "Did you draw this?"

Qiao Jerry nodded slightly, "How is it? Is it the feeling you want?"

"Yes, that's it."

As soon as Lin Zhiyuan said this, old George, Madeline and other employees of McCann-Cann-Erickson changed their expressions. They all moved closer to Lin Zhiyuan, wanting to see what Joe Jerry had drawn that could make this official from Dongtian so satisfied?

Lin Zhiyuan handed the picture to Old George, and then looked at the second one.

The style of the second picture is completely different from the first one. The background is green, and it feels like the African savannah. It is also composed of four separate pictures like a comic strip. Lin Zhiyuan understood the story at once.

A young female backpacker was running away on the grassland. Behind her, a male lion was chasing her. Of course, human speed cannot be compared with that of wild beasts. Soon the male lion caught up with the female backpacker. It jumped high, its fangs in its mouth shining coldly, and its sharp claws had reached the female backpacker's shoulders.

In the last picture, the female backpacker had no way to escape, so she simply sat on a rock in the grassland, took out the Music Garden, put earphones into her ears, and the moment she pressed the play button, the anxiety and fear on the girl's face completely disappeared, replaced by tranquility and indifference.