143. No matter how expensive a cigar is, it is still secondhand smoke
The first two times, Mingtong was willing to pick Lingling up from the restaurant, but later on, his impatience became palpable. He felt a certain transgression in his moral code when a woman came home drunk every day. Lingling got drunk again, but her actions were uncontrollable, and her mind remained clear. She always assumed that drunk people were just messing around. She'd wanted to take a taxi home, but Shaoyao called Zhong Mingtong again. She couldn't stop her in front of several colleagues. After seeing Wen Ruier off, Mingtong happened to arrive. Lingling waved goodbye to everyone, but Mingtong, unwilling to even pretend to be polite, didn't get out of the taxi. When the car started, she saw his scowl. She'd already exhausted herself from the drinking party, and she didn't have the energy to provide him with any emotional value, so she simply closed her eyes to rest. Finally arriving home, Lingling felt dizzy. Being drunk feels like being seriously ill. It's so uncomfortable, and besides being strapped for cash, I don't know why so many people still flock to it. Humans are truly a species that loves to cause trouble. "Can you do this on your own? I still have a paper to write," Mingtong said coldly, his tone making it clear he wasn't going to ask for help. Ling Ling was also very unhappy. She had suffered injustice outside and was not understood at home, so she replied in the same cold tone: "If you are very busy next time, you can just tell my colleagues that you are busy. I didn't want to trouble you, but I was not paying attention and they had already made the call." When he heard her say this, the anger that had been pent up in his heart for many days finally couldn't help but burst out: "If you really don't want to trouble me, you should control your drinking. Of course, I don't want to go to a restaurant with bright lights and wine to pick up a drunk girlfriend home after performing several difficult operations or receiving crazy outpatient clients every day. Aren't you a copywriter? Why do you make yourself like a salesperson! Besides, what kind of business is worth your fighting for like this? What will you get?" Ling Ling held the back of the sofa and tried to stand up straight. She looked at him indifferently when he got angry, but she didn't want to explain or refute. She just looked at him quietly. The silence between the two was like a thick wall. "Go ahead, get busy," Ling Ling said weakly. She turned and headed for the bathroom, eager to wash off the smell of secondhand smoke. Before she even entered, she heard the door slam shut behind her. After her shower, she felt incredibly thirsty. She shook the kettle, then vaguely remembered that she hadn't...
The first two times Mingtong was willing to pick Lingling up from the restaurant, but later on, he could clearly sense his impatience. Because in his moral framework, it was a bit beyond the bounds for a woman to come home drunk every day.
Ling Ling was drunk again, but her actions were uncontrollable. Her mind remained clear, so she always assumed that drunk people were just being deliberate. She'd wanted to take a taxi home, but Shaoyao called out to Zhong Mingtong again. She couldn't stop them in front of several colleagues. After seeing Wen Ruier off, Mingtong happened to arrive. Ling Ling sauntered off and waved goodbye to everyone, but Mingtong, unwilling to even pretend to be so polite, didn't even get out of the taxi.
After the car started, she saw that he had a gloomy face. She had just exhausted her energy at the drinking party and had no energy to provide him with emotional value, so she simply closed her eyes and rested.
After finally reaching home, Ling Ling felt dizzy. The feeling of being drunk was like being seriously ill, so uncomfortable. Besides being in financial difficulty, I don't know why people still flock to it. Humans really love to cause trouble for themselves.
"Can you do it yourself? I still have a thesis to write." Mingtong said coldly. In fact, from this tone, it can be heard that he does not intend to ask the other party for help.
Ling Ling was also unhappy. She had been wronged outside and received no understanding at home. So she responded with the same coldness: "If you are busy next time, you can just tell my colleagues that you are busy. I didn't mean to trouble you, but I accidentally lost my sight and they made the call."
Hearing her say this, the anger that had been pent up in him for days finally erupted. "If you really don't want to bother me, you should control your drinking. I certainly don't want to go to a fancy restaurant to pick up my drunk girlfriend after performing several difficult surgeries or seeing crazy outpatient clients every day. Aren't you a copywriter? Why are you acting like a salesperson? Besides, what kind of business is worth fighting for like this? And what will you actually get?"
Ling Ling held onto the back of the sofa and tried to stand up straight. She looked at him indifferently as he got angry, but she didn't want to explain or refute. She just looked at him quietly. The silence between the two of them was like a thick wall.
"Go ahead and get busy." Ling Ling said weakly at last. She turned and walked towards the bathroom, wanting to wash off the smell of secondhand smoke on her body as quickly as possible.
Before she even entered the bathroom, she heard the door slam shut behind her.
After taking a shower, she felt extremely thirsty. She shook the kettle and vaguely remembered that there was no water last night and there was no mineral water in the refrigerator. She also looked through the refrigerator because she had been staying at Mingtong's house before and there was nothing edible in it.
She sighed helplessly, a dark moment for a single woman. She took her water cup to the kitchen and drank some tap water. She thought, if she had time this weekend, she'd have to install a drinkable water purifier. Forget it, let's just leave it at that for now.
No matter if she stayed up late the night before, had a hangover, or had an argument with her boyfriend, she had to be energetic when she showed up at the company the next day - this was the implicit KPI that Ling Ling set for herself.
Team A was already struggling to maintain a large number of existing clients, and their workload was completely saturated. However, Wen Ruier's Aojie account was the most crucial client that would determine Tuowu's future standing, so Ling Ling had to give her all, attending one round of meetings after another with Wen Ruier.
"Lingling, your skirt today is so beautiful, it suits your waist very well!" Wen Ruier's burning gaze followed Lingling who walked into the meeting room in a hurry.
Ling Ling hesitantly accepted his American compliment, smiling and nodding as a token of gratitude. Wen Ruier, a fine arts graduate, had a keen eye for color and image design. Since arriving at Tuo Wu, he'd offered Ling Ling numerous wardrobe suggestions, and Ling Ling felt her own fashion sense had improved considerably.
Then they got down to business and began brainstorming again. The most painful part of the process was Wen Ruier chain-smoking his Dominican cigars. Ling Ling felt that whether they cost a few hundred yuan or a few thousand yuan a pop, the only smoke she was inhaling was secondhand smoke. One form of workplace indifference is when subordinates are forced to inhale their superiors' secondhand smoke, and they can't stop it.
Wen Ruier's office is also decorated like the scene from the American TV series "Mad Men". Ling Ling always wondered if this guy believed in some compass and thought he could write copy by following the example.
After every meeting with Wen Ruier, Ling Ling felt like she was being brainwashed to the point of being completely insane. As soon as she arrived at her office, the media department came after her again.
The new girl in the media department was assigned this thankless task. She timidly said to Ling Ling, "Boss Ling, our CEO Peng said that Group A's recent expenses for purchasing space are too high. We'd like to ask you to reduce this expenditure. After all, offline space has a small audience, is expensive, and has a very low cost-effectiveness."
The lingering, strong smell of secondhand smoke made Ling Ling a little irritated. She tried to assert her authority and said, "The placements we choose must be the most helpful channels for advertisers, closely aligned with the subscription habits of their target audience. Otherwise... why not print that probiotic ad on toilet paper? Choose a reputable brand. If you do it right, it'll be a win-win for both parties. You could easily become an industry leader."
Seeing that she had angered the big boss next door, the girl had no choice but to withdraw. However, she had to report to her boss after returning, so she repeated Mr. Ling's words verbatim. Who would have thought that her casual angry words would become an officially released solution? What's even more unexpected is that this solution would make the probiotics manufacturer earn a lot of money in the future.
The advertising industry is truly a magical industry. You can never accurately measure the effect of a creative idea after it is put into the market.
In the dull, routine life, there are always some comforting things that happen, like the light of dawn, illuminating a small part of the way forward and giving people the strength to keep going. — Ling Ling won the Golden Seal Award, the most prestigious award in the domestic advertising industry, and was named Advertising Rising Star of the Year.
This time, Ling Ling won the award for her work in the "Life of Food Utensils" series for Oak Technology. The advertising pictures were taken in front of Hao Shengnan. She felt as if she was blessed by Hao Shengnan.
Ling Ling dressed for the ceremony, but she deliberately chose a neutral black dress because she wanted to blur her gender identity in the workplace, where only winning and losing mattered, regardless of gender. Gazing at her delicately made-up self in the mirror, she felt that what she was wearing wasn't a piece of finery, but rather the passage of time.
Since entering the industry, she's experienced her upbringing, being bullied and oppressed by superiors and colleagues, and being slandered by those who helped her along the way. Over the years, she's endured the deaths of loved ones and friends, a painful breakup with Yu Chuanbei, and now, the disappointment of meeting her ideal man, Zhong Mingtong. But at the same time, she's also gained a loyal following of clients and partners. The legacy left in her heart by Yu Chuanbei and Zhong Mingtong remains more love than hatred or disappointment. The triumphs and scars of her journey shine equally brightly.
Ling Ling took a deep breath and straightened her chest. She stood outside the door of the award ceremony hall, reached out and touched the smooth and solid door handle, raised her head, and walked in with an upright posture.
The etiquette lady led her to the front row. Along the way, she suddenly stopped in her tracks because she saw that the back of the man in front of her looked very much like Yu Chuanbei. Looking at his smiling profile and then his graceful nod to the people around him, she was sure it was him.
The etiquette lady stood there waiting for her in confusion. She realized that she had just been distracted, smiled apologetically, and then followed her down.
Yu Chuanbei also spotted her. Although he'd seen her on the list of winners before and knew he'd eventually meet her, his heart still raced with joy when he finally saw her. His eyes followed her figure, watching her settle down, smooth her hair, and then pick up her phone to diligently answer a message. He was lost in thought, only when the woman next to him mentioned Ling Ling's name did he snap back to reality and join in her chatter.
The woman said sarcastically, "Jinxi's quality has been declining. It used to be dominated by 4A brands, or at least joint ventures, but now small local brands like Tuowu are even making it to the top. I heard the winner this time is called Ling, and she's their boss's mistress. This time, Fang Tuowu spent a lot of money and used a lot of connections to get her into this position."
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