95. Jet Lag Couple
Hao Shengnan immediately corrected Lingling, "Ren Qingshi means something different to me than your Yu Chuanbei. Qingshi is my rice, I have to eat it with everything. He gives me energy, I can eat him forever. Yu Chuanbei is just fried chicken, I satisfy my cravings, and it's still your treat. Hey, do you think Yu Chuanbei's fried chicken is a whole leg, drumstick, or wing?" Hao Shengnan leered as he hugged Lingling. Lingling rolled her eyes and said, "Is this my treat to get you to have my boyfriend for free? Go to hell!" Lingling pushed Shengnan away again, causing her to bump into the large locust tree at the entrance of the alley, which then caused her to burst into wild laughter. An idea suddenly struck Lingling, and she found a hint of advertising inspiration in what she had just said. Arriving at Shengnan's house, Lingling pulled her iPad from her bag and began writing the copy while preparing to video chat with Gu Chuqi on her phone. Sheng Nan threw her a set of pajamas and said, "You smell like barbecue. Why don't you take a shower first?" Ling Ling was so busy that she didn't even have time to lift her eyelids to look at her. She continued to stare at the screen and replied, "Once the faucet turns on, the hot water will wash away all the inspiration. I have to finish this copy quickly while smelling like kidneys." "Okay, you can do it. Then I wish you a 'smelly' beginning and a 'smelly' end, and may you bring honor to your ancestors soon." Sheng Nan grabbed his bathrobe and went to take a shower. Ling Ling shook her head in frustration, not wanting to let this cheap homophonic pun taint her mind. After the video call with Gu Chuqi was connected, Ling Ling came up and apologized to her: "I'm sorry, Chuqi, I've been in the hospital for the past two weeks, and I have to ask you to take care of the Northeast Wasteland Rice case. You're almost exhausted, right?" Gu Chuqi in the video said tiredly: "Alas, I'm physically disabled but mentally strong. The main reason is that this client is too difficult to deal with. I don't think I can handle it without a local business trip." Ling Ling: "No problem, Lao Ai will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and I can spare the time. I'll take the business trip to the Northeast, you take a rest." Chuqi: "So what have you achieved in pretending to be a filial son in the past two weeks? I heard that your master-level food art copy was rejected." Ling Ling: "Yes, he was shot several times and is dead. But he promised to give me an advertisement for a new sausage produced by their company. It's just a few seconds of product placement on the video platform. At least it's not in vain. I will prepare well this time." Chuqi: "For the Wasteland Rice project, Shaoyao's strategy has been reviewed with the client. We're positioning it as the must-have organic rice for young people who enjoy a healthy lifestyle. The old, outdated packaging needs to be improved to be lighter and smaller. I sent Chongge's design draft to your phone today; take a look...."
Hao Shengnan immediately corrected Ling Ling's statement: "Ren Qingshi means something different to me than your Yu Chuanbei. Qingshi is my big white rice. I have to eat it with everything. He gives me energy. I can eat it forever. Yu Chuanbei is just fried chicken. I can satisfy my cravings when I want it. In the end, you still have to pay for it. Hey, do you think Yu Chuanbei's fried chicken is the whole chicken leg, drumstick, or wing root?"
Hao Shengnan hugged Ling Ling with a lecherous look. Ling Ling rolled her eyes and said, "I'm treating you to a meal and you're asking me to have sex with my boyfriend for free? Go to hell!"
Ling Ling pushed Sheng Nan away again, causing her to bump into the big locust tree at the entrance of the alley, which then caused her to burst into wild laughter.
Ling Ling suddenly had a flash of inspiration and found a hint of advertising inspiration from what she had just said.
When they arrived at Shengnan's house, Lingling took out the Pad from her bag and started writing the copy, while preparing to make a video call with Gu Chuqi on her mobile phone.
Sheng Nan threw her a set of pajamas and said, "You smell like barbecue, don't you want to take a shower first?"
Ling Ling was so busy that she didn't even have time to lift her eyelids to look at her. She continued to stare at the screen and replied, "Once the faucet turns on, the hot water will wash away all the inspiration. I have to quickly finish this copy while enjoying the smell of kidneys."
"Okay, you can do it. Then I wish you a healthy and healthy life, and bring honor to your family as soon as possible." Sheng Nan went to take a shower with a bathrobe in his arms.
Ling Ling shook her head in frustration, not wanting to let this cheap pun pollute her mind.
After connecting with Gu Chuqi via video, Ling Ling came up and apologized to her: "I'm sorry, Chuqi, I've been in the hospital for the past two weeks, and I also had to take care of the Northeast Wasteland Rice case. You're almost exhausted, aren't you?"
Gu Chuqi in the video said with a tired face: "Alas, I am physically disabled but mentally strong. The main reason is that this client is too difficult to deal with. I don't think I can handle it without a business trip to visit the local area."
Ling Ling: "No problem, Lao Ai will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, so I can spare some time to come. I'll take care of the business trip to Northeast China, you can take a break."
Chuqi: "So what have you accomplished playing the filial son for the past two weeks? I heard your masterful food art copywriting was rejected."
Ling Ling: "Yeah, he was shot multiple times, dead. But he agreed to give me an advertisement for a new sausage product from his company. It's just a few seconds of product placement on a video platform, but at least it wasn't in vain. I'll prepare well this time."
Chuqi: "For the Wasteland Rice project, Shaoyao's strategy has been approved with the client. We're positioning it as the must-have organic rice for young people who enjoy a healthy lifestyle. The old, outdated packaging needs to be improved to be lighter and smaller. I sent Chongge's design draft to your phone today. Take a look. I wrote a few lines of copy, but I'm not satisfied with any of them."
Ling Ling: "I think the small packaging box designed by Chong Ge has a very light and luxurious feel. It's very good. However, the base should be transparent so that customers can see the dosage and ingredients. It should also be a little small, just enough for two girls to eat in one meal, ensuring one box per meal. After launching this product, our main promotional concept is: our rice is organic, so it is very precious, and the smaller packaging will give it a precious feeling. Another reason is that nowadays, both men and women are losing weight, cutting out sugar and carbohydrates, and are afraid to touch staple foods. However, not eating staple foods for a long time is harmful to the body. We help customers make this balance and create this exclusive small package of rice."
Chuqi: "You think it through, I can't help but admit it."
Ling Ling: "I haven't been hanging around in the hospital for nothing. Every day I listen to the doctors and nurses using all kinds of bloody medical cases to educate me on health knowledge. Only by eating enough melons can you avoid countless pitfalls."
Chuqi: "Great, great, great, you're always full of golden sentences when I praise you, right? We need to make the packaging smooth and easy to store, otherwise retailers won't be happy to sell it because supermarket shelf fees are too expensive these days. Oh, and what about the copywriting? Any ideas?"
Ling Ling: "I just had an idea. I wrote a message and sent it to your phone. I'll read it to you now: 'Carbohydrates, which you fear, will give you strength.' That's roughly it. I have a few more points, and I'll refine them. Is that okay with you?"
Chuqi: "Hey, this angle is great, amazing! I'm going to Northeast China to shoot a short film this time, so I suggest that your copy should be placed early in the entire commercial, because the audience's attention span is only in the first few seconds, so you need to get the key points across when their attention is most focused."
Ling Ling: "Then I'll come up with the overall plan tonight, email it to Sister Mei and copy you. If you two look over it and agree with it, I'll take it to Northeast China to review it with the client on site."
Chuqi: "Do you have to work so hard? Although the client has initially scheduled it for the day after tomorrow, I feel there is still room for adjustment."
Ling Ling: "The longer the night, the more dreams there are. I don't want to waste such a great idea we came up with together. I still need to contact Brother Chong to see if the third-party company can rush out a set of packaging samples for me tomorrow. I will take it directly to show the customer the actual product."
After hanging up Chuqi's video call, Lingling was about to call Lu Chong when she suddenly remembered that Yu Chuanbei was originally scheduled to return to Beijing the following afternoon, and they had just missed each other. It had already been two weeks since they last saw each other, and now she didn't know how long it would be before they could see each other again. Sigh.
She had wanted to call him to let him know, but when she opened her chat interface, she saw his previous WeChat message: "Ling, I have a dinner tonight, so my phone is not available. My flight will land in Beijing at 2 pm tomorrow, but I have to rush to Haidian to attend a forum right after. I'm sorry I can't accompany you."
Ling Ling had no choice but to reply: "I'm flying to Harbin tomorrow afternoon for a two to three-day business trip, depending on the client's mood. I hope we can meet at the airport."
After a whole night of tossing and turning, Ling Ling was busy running around in the company the next day, and finally rushed to the airport before the last deadline.
Her cell phone kept vibrating in her jacket pocket. Finally, when she reached the check-in counter, she had time to take it out and answer the call.
Yu Chuanbei's impatient voice came from the other end of the line: "Ling, where are you? I have to leave the airport in 20 minutes and I'm worried I won't be able to see you."
Ling Ling panted and said, "I'm at the check-in counter for Harbin, Air China counter 9."
Yu Chuanbei looked around frantically and said, "I was near you. I came here early but didn't see you..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt a soft bullet violently hit his arms - it was Ling Ling.
He hugged her tightly and kissed her long hair, her forehead, the tip of her nose, and then her lips.
"I miss you." She spoke with tears in her voice.
"Me too. I miss you so much." There was helplessness in his sad voice.
"When will your next business trip be?" She asked coquettishly, holding his face like a child with severe separation anxiety.
"I'll try to postpone it and spend time with you when you return to Beijing." He stroked her hair to comfort her, but he wasn't sure. "When we meet again, we'll plan a trip..."
"Forget it, don't promise me. You can't afford it, and neither can I." Ling Ling knew that her time was completely out of her control. She buried her face in his chest, thinking that as long as she could truly feel the steady rise and fall of his breathing at this moment, it would be fine.
Yu Chuanbei hugged her tightly, sighed dejectedly, and said, "Yeah, there's no way we can promise to travel together. It's just a beautiful wish."
"Mr. Yu, given the current road conditions, we should set off for the Zhongguancun venue."
The female assistant timidly stepped forward and interrupted them. Ling Ling looked at her watch and she had to go check in.
He finally kissed her forehead deeply. Her nose felt sore and tears slid to the corners of her mouth. She didn't want to kiss him back, for fear of tasting bitterness in her mouth.
She took a few steps back, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and gave him her usual bright and beautiful smile.
He also struggled to raise the corners of his mouth and gave her a warm smile in response.
Ling Ling picked up her luggage, turned and walked towards the check-in counter, waved to him with her back to him, and said goodbye in a cool manner; Yu Chuanbei also turned and left with the assistant, looking back at her several times until she disappeared in the crowd.
Long-term companionship in love is a matter of time, not days and nights of intimacy. The path of personal growth and the direction of love are often mismatched. Fortunately, you have someone willing to pursue you, or someone worth waiting for. You have come over mountains and rivers, and he has braved the storms to come. Your chance meeting, your sincere companionship, is infinitely beautiful.
However, this kind of mismatch can easily turn the beautiful scene of looking at each other from across the river into an exhausting tug-of-war.
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