Chapter 68: A patchwork in the world
When it comes to showing off in the hotel, Jing Xiaoqiang has indeed maxed out his skill tree a long time ago.
Unlike the elevator that Senior Yuan thought went up, the elevator went directly down to the garage. When she saw the shiny Cadillac, she couldn't believe her eyes.
Jing Xiaoqiang was still graceful enough to help open the passenger door and help the lady to her seat.
When he was fastening his seat belt, Senior Yuan looked at him with a completely different and fiery look in her eyes.
I also asked him a question: "Do you think it's better for me to sit in the front or the back..."
Jing Xiaoqiang understood that this was a test of positioning, and suggested with a smile: "If you only intend to get this director, sit in the back. If you have a longer-term vision, and this kind of pomp has been arranged for you, I suggest you sit in the front."
In fact, Jing Xiaoqiang was quite impressed that he could consider such details at this age. When he was 20 years old, he would never have thought of these things.
Maybe, senior students are naturally more precocious.
After exiting the basement and jumping onto the road, the autumn sun shone on the chrome-plated Citibank bed... Oh, when we were on the big ship, the senior sister's heart was very agitated.
He reached out and pressed Jing Xiaoqiang's leg: "How can I thank you?"
It is convenient to have a front row without the interference of gear lever and handbrake.
As long as Jing Xiaoqiang puts down his right hand to cover it, the matter will become an affair.
This Cadillac is simply a beauty harvester.
Jing Xiaoqiang picked it up and put it back on the middle leather armrest: "You are the only one following up on this matter, so you should benefit. All I want is for the other people to show up and share some benefits, and then I can have some honor, so that I don't have to suffer in class."
The senior student understood immediately: "You... like purer ones?"
It’s not like she didn’t see Du Ruolan’s reaction that day.
Jing Xiaoqiang was shameless: "If you don't make a deal with me, I will be the one chasing you. Although we don't believe in bullshit love, we still have to have a bottom line in our hearts, so that we can go further."
Senior Sister Yuan fell silent for a moment, but her fingers tightly gripped Jing Xiaoqiang's right hand and did not let go.
The power of luxury cars lies in the fact that even in a place like a TV station, the security guard would ask politely. Senior Sister Yuan smiled and gave the director's name and said he was waiting in the parking lot.
The two of them sat quietly in the car.
Jing Xiaoqiang felt much more comfortable here than in the studio.
Citi luxury cars have always pursued the ultimate in comfort, which is different from the aristocratic experience of European brands that are obsessed with face and suffer.
This sofa-style seat is extremely lazy and comfortable.
Listen to "Cold Rainy Night" coming from the speakers, then close your eyes and feel the soft caress of your fingertips.
Very fragrant!
The senior student got extra points for this part, as she didn't say a word of nonsense, knowing that Jing Xiaoqiang didn't care.
Maybe he was a little scared. How could Jing Xiaoqiang be so low-key and lurking in the drama academy? He must be such a great person.
Then when the director arrived late, Senior Yuan was about to get out of the car to greet him, but Jing Xiaoqiang applied a little force with his fingers and she understood.
She just smiled and waved, but didn't get out of the car.
The well-informed TV station director was also surprised by the car and took off his glasses to rub them for confirmation.
The original scene of two students coming to the TV station director to build relationships turned into a mysterious second-generation man driving a luxury car and accompanying his girlfriend to discuss cooperation with the TV station.
The TV station director who witnessed the scene between Jing Xiaoqiang and Old Lady Cheng at that time now confirms that this young man really has some background.
There is no need to ruin your potential benefits just for a dish.
His expression, which was a bit arrogant before, became much more friendly and he smiled softly. He leaned over to the back seat and asked, "This car must be worth 500,000, right?"
Senior Yuan’s fingers trembled slightly.
Yang Baiwan emerged in Shanghai last year. How could a rich man with such a great reputation dare to buy a car worth 500,000 yuan?
Besides, Jing Xiaoqiang is still so young.
Jing Xiaoqiang didn't even let go of his right hand, and he skillfully reversed the car and smiled: "It's no big deal. There's no better choice at this time. It's mainly convenient for girls to sit in."
The director actually smiled apologetically: "Hahaha, right, right."
In fact, the entire distance is still within three to five kilometers, and the most prosperous areas of Shanghai at that time were all in this area.
This time he parked the car in front of the hotel gate, threw the car keys to the doorman in a cool manner, and greeted Mr. Jing all the way, making him look like the young master of the place.
Sitting down at a seat with a view of the surrounding scenery, the director became more humble again: "I heard from Miss Yuan that Mr. Jing is still studying at the Drama Academy?"
Jing Xiaoqiang tried his best to act like a dandy boy: "There are so many pretty girls. I can't just go to work at a TV station without any education. Xiao Yuan, this is just a small matter. If you take care of it, I will naturally get some rewards. And it is a reasonable and legal performance reward. It will benefit the station."
Thanks to his big body, he doesn't look thin and skinny like an eighteen or nineteen year old.
His nonchalant look, as if he had seen a lot of things, was enough to scare people. The director nodded and said, "Xiao Yuan's education and grades are all good enough. We must strive for it and do a good job on this program."
Jing Xiaoqiang was never stingy when it came to giving pushes: "She's the one leading this show, right? The drama academy also likes this, so I'll give it a push if I can. I have two very important projects on hand, see if you can participate or take part in any of them..."
The other person was not listening carefully: "You said..."
The senior sister's facial muscles are actually a little stiff.
She almost doubted, are you really helping me?
I really feel like I'm just a passing topic.
Fortunately, as she studied broadcasting and hosting, she still had some ability to cover up. She smiled and helped pour tea and order food. At this time, she didn't dare to order anything cheap, for fear of embarrassing Jing Xiaoqiang.
Because Jing Xiaoqiang really thought of it at the last minute: "One is that you saw our girls dancing that day wearing sports bras... This is a high-end new underwear we imported from Citibank. It is going to lead the domestic fashion trend. So how can we sell and advertise it in China? I want to try advertising on Shanghai TV. I can give you some shares. You know how profitable this is ."
Actually, I just have no money.
Because he had no money for advertising, Jing Xiaoqiang would use some of his shares to exchange for help from insiders of the TV station.
The program director's eyes did indeed light up.
Jing Xiaoqiang counted on his fingers and said, "Currently, drama schools, music schools, airlines... uh, and a military unit are all going to try this out first to get feedback. Can we make it into a popular science program, not a hard advertisement? You have to know how heavy the weight is on a woman's chest, swinging back and forth like two pigeons hanging on it at any time. But our patented product is designed to change this situation. Television hostesses, can you arrange for it?"
The program director nodded repeatedly: "Okay! Okay, I'll report to the station when I can get the samples."
Jing Xiaoqiang has learned Uncle Cheng's tricks: "Then we worked with airlines and music schools to get a batch of high-end cosmetics imported by Citibank. Without advertising, ordinary people can't afford them, but we can recommend them to hosts at a reasonable price, and give them free trials. If they think they are good, we will recommend them to people around them who have the purchasing power. If they recommend them for their own use, they will get discounts or even commissions. This is called the direct sales model at Citibank."
With the support of two large organizations, it now seems very easy to recruit TV stations to join.
Especially with the height of the Citi model, it is easier to understand.
Others also hummed: "That's no problem, no problem."
Jing Xiaoqiang took out two sets of exquisite foundation and eye shadow from his pocket, and explained that these cosmetics were for daily use and maintenance, and were not entirely for stage makeup.
At this time, the dishes came up and we ate and chatted.
After three rounds of teasing, Jing Xiaoqiang finally mentioned the airline's change of uniforms: "This is definitely a glorious thing for the airline's new look. It can be your exclusive source of information. When the time comes to arrange an interview, the airline will definitely be willing to show its style. How to do it specifically depends on your ability. I am only responsible for helping you to build relationships. My connections are absolutely reliable."
What Uncle Cheng's family does is a bit similar to that of a broker, but there is a very appropriate description in the underworld: patchwork.
The two sides may be huge pieces of cloth or puzzles, but the larger the parts, the more they need someone to connect and piece them together in the middle.
Especially when it comes to more complex transactions, permissions and other matters, many people really need or even only trust a model with a middleman.
For example, if this is somewhat related to the system, he can't come forward to coordinate it directly.
By this time, the TV program director was completely convinced that the young man in front of him had connections.
Senior Sister Yuan tried her best not to be stunned, and occasionally she showed a beautiful smile, picked up some dishes for Jing Xiaoqiang, and then looked at him with affectionate and adoring eyes.
The performance was just like the real thing.
