Chapter 21 Apology
"What does it mean to advertise in different locations?" Mu Qing was puzzled.
Hu Xin'er explained, "They use different parts of your body for advertising. For example, in a cloth ad, the portrait would only show you wearing fancy clothes. Rouge ads would depict your face and then add artistic processing."
This method is also based on Mu Qing's fame, but outsiders will not know Mu Qing's complete and true appearance, thus eliminating Mu Qing's worries.
In fact, this proposal seemed a bit absurd to the ancients, and Hu Xiner had already prepared herself for the possibility that Mu Qing would not agree.
Mu Qing said, "Yes."
"If you don't agree, I can think of something else..." Hu Xin'er suddenly came back to her senses, "Are you agreeing?"
Mu Qing nodded silently.
Hu Xiner nervously proposed a more specific plan. The scale and fame of Mu Lang Advertising Store would definitely continue to expand, and fanatical fans were inevitable, but she promised to protect Mu Qing.
If conditions permit, you can find a few bodyguards and servants for Mu Qing, just like how modern top stars guard against illegitimate fans, to ensure that everything is airtight.
Mu Qing listened carefully throughout the whole process and refused to hire a bodyguard, but thought that he could hire servants in the future because servants could help Hu Xiner deal with daily chores.
Facing Hu Xin'er's surprised gaze, Mu Qing asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing... nothing." Hu Xin'er discovered that as long as Mu Qing's bottom line was not touched, he would be harmless and anything could be discussed. But if his reverse scale was touched, he would immediately turn into a cold-faced murderous god!
Other heroines who traveled through time were all Phoenix Goddesses, but when it came to Hu Xiner, she just felt that Mu Qing was going to take her life at any minute.
Thinking of this, the little guy in my heart couldn't help but bite his handkerchief and cry.
Mu Qing was silent for a while: "Since there is nothing else, I will leave."
Seeing him disappear, Hu Xin'er didn't feel happy for long before she found herself in a sad situation...
She needed to remove the advertisement that she had worked hard on for several days and redraw it in sections, which increased her workload several times.
I could only urgently contact the people who had distributed the flyers before and ask them to take them back, and then I worked hard in the study.
The flyers have already fallen into the hands of merchants and fans, and how to collect them without offending customers is also a science.
Partial body part advertising can also be very effective as long as it is paired with the right slogan. Just like modern skincare and makeup brands, many of them focus on highlighting a specific feature of the spokesperson and then magnifying it, which is more impressive than showing the whole body.
Although Hu Xin'er is not an advertising designer, she has extensive experience in being brainwashed by modern advertising!
Soon, the new flyer template was freshly produced. Hu Xiner worked hard while shedding wide-noodle tears. She would finish the road she had chosen even if she had to kneel.
Before she knew it, the moon was already high above the willow trees. There was a knock on the door, and Hu Xin'er said, "Come in," without even looking up.
Mu Qing's gentle voice rang in her ears: "Xin'er, thank you for your hard work."
Shocked! The cold-faced killer came to visit her in the middle of the night, bringing her porridge.
Hu Xiner looked at Mu Qing, who was holding the porridge with a gentle face, but felt a little scared in her heart. Who knew if she said something wrong, Mu Qing would pull out a weapon from somewhere?
Mu Qing put the porridge on the table. Hu Xiner pretended to concentrate on painting, but accidentally dipped the brush into the porridge.
She quickly apologized to Mu Qing: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Mu Qing, however, responded gently: "It's okay, there's still some in the pot."
He brought a new bowl of porridge, placed it next to Hu Xiner's hand, and gently held her hand.
Hu Xiner shuddered, and the painting she was working on was completely ruined.
Mu Qing's face was full of helplessness: "Take a break first, don't overwork yourself."
Hu Xiner wanted to struggle a little longer. She now felt that Mu Qing might have poisoned the porridge.
This unintentional display of unfamiliarity hurt Mu Qing a little. He silently took the brush from Hu Xin'er's hand and handed over the porridge: "It's an apology. You can draw after you finish drinking. It won't be a problem."
He pursed his lips tightly, as if he would not leave until she drank.
The bowl contained the most ordinary white porridge, sprinkled with some chopped green onions and shredded meat. It must have been cooked by Mu Qing himself.
Hu Xiner was half afraid and half embarrassed to waste his efforts, so she had to drink the porridge.
The porridge was at just the right temperature and tasted good. Hu Xiner wanted to drink it faster, but she accidentally choked and started coughing violently.
After she calmed down, Mu Qing, who was usually quiet, took the initiative to speak. "Why do you insist on doing this 'advertisement'? Wouldn't it be better to partner with Li Sangui like before?"
Hu Xiner sighed, "Only in this way can I make a lot of money and live a good life. I'm not willing to stay in this small village forever."
Mu Qing's eyes darkened. "What's wrong with living like this? It's peaceful and quiet."
Seeing his expression change, Hu Xin'er quickly said, "It's good in the village, but we can't even afford a decent house right now. We have to earn money to build a new one. Only when we have a place to shelter from the wind and rain can we call it 'home', right?"
Mu Qing was deeply touched by the word "home".
He looked at Hu Xiner steadily.
Hu Xiner swallowed and said, "What, what happened?"
What did she say wrong?
Just as Hu Xin'er was thinking about the 1008 ways to die, Mu Qing asked hesitantly, "Do you... want to have a family with me?"
Although his tone was soft, his eyes were clearly full of expectation, and the corners of his lips seemed to be blown open by the spring breeze, making him particularly captivating under the dim candlelight.
Not surprisingly, Hu Xin'er seemed to be under a spell and could only stare blankly at Mu Qing, her face turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Oh my God, is this what a man who once held a knife to her neck should say?
OMG, this is definitely a confession!
Mu Qing stepped forward involuntarily. There seemed to be an invisible attraction between the two of them. The distance between them gradually narrowed. The warm breath fell on her face, and he raised his hand.
Hu Xin'er woke up instantly, rushed out with the bowl in hand, and left only one sentence: "I'll go wash the dishes!"
Mu Qing put down his hand at a loss, feeling a sense of emptiness in his heart. The feeling just now was very unfamiliar, but he did not resist it. Instead, he was looking forward to something.
Hu Xiner ran all the way to the kitchen and confirmed that Mu Qing did not follow her. She felt both happy and disappointed.
"What are you thinking about?" She casually put down the bowl, walked to the water tank, scooped up some water and splashed it on her face until she felt the temperature on her face drop and her fluctuating emotions gradually calmed down, then she stopped.
The infinite tenderness and burning gaze that Mu Qing showed only to her kept appearing in her mind.
She couldn't help but sigh and lament, this man was so moody, he could be deadly when he was cruel, and also deadly when he was gentle!
But at the same time, he became more curious. Based on Mu Qing's sensitive reaction when he took the dagger, he was sure that he did not lose his memory, but was just pretending.
So, who is he?
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