"Okay, I understand. You go out first and I'll think about it." Xu Qiang waved his hand and motioned for Amy to leave.
Amy opened her mouth hesitantly. Seeing Xu Qiang's expression, Amy had no choice but to nod, "Okay." Then she closed the door and left.
After Amy left, the room became quiet.
Xu Qiang walked behind the desk, sat on a chair, opened the computer and dug out the three sets of photos of different styles taken by Ruan Anlan that Amy had sent to him.
Turning it over one by one, Xu Qiang's expression gradually became hazy.
As Amy said, Ruan Anlan is indeed a natural model, both in terms of her eyes and expressiveness, she is excellent.
It’s already like this even if you haven’t shot for a magazine. If you give it a little extra thought, what would it be like?
The recent state of Jiaren can be called Waterloo. In half a month, the date of the fashion festival is approaching. If the sales volume of Jiaren this time is still at the bottom...
Xu Qiang stared at Ruan Anlan's photo, his expression gradually becoming unclear.
Xu Qiang thought of something, stood up suddenly, and called Lin Zaizhong.
Lin Zaizhong didn't seem very busy. After four or five rings, Lin Zaizhong answered the phone.
"Hey, Lao Lin, I might have to trouble you with something."
"Oh, you're not polite to me." Lin Zaizhong seemed to be eating, and his words were vague and slightly teasing.
Xu Qiang and Lin Zaizhong were college classmates and roommates in bunk beds. After graduation, the two have kept in touch for many years and their relationship has always been very good.
A few years ago, Lin Zaizhong's elderly mother was accidentally hit by a drunk driver on her way to the hospital. The situation was very serious at the time, and she went directly to the ICU. The hospital even ordered Lin Zaizhong to die.
According to the critical illness notice, during the operation, because Lin Zaizhong's mother had a special blood type, the blood bank was in a hurry and could not find a suitable blood type, so the doctors prepared for the worst.
Lin Zaizhong suddenly remembered that Xu Qiang's blood type seemed to be the same as his mother's, so he called Xu Qiang without saying a word. Before he could finish his words, Xu Qiang immediately agreed and drove there.
Hospital.
This is the whole story behind what Amy said about Lin Zaizhong owing Xu Qiang a favor.
All in all, the relationship between Xu Qiang and Lin Zaizhong can't be described in words even if they have been friends for many years.
Xu Qiang smiled and didn't hesitate. He knew that Lin Zaizhong knew his situation, so he went straight to the point: "I won't bother you, you know it all. I just want you to help contact several printing houses. We
This time it is conservatively estimated that 300,000 copies will be published."
Upon hearing this number, Lin Zaizhong choked on Xu Qiang's arrogant words and took a mouthful of food directly into his trachea, and coughed violently.
Xu Qiang knew that Lin Zaizhong didn't believe his words, so he smiled helplessly: "I'm not crazy, and I know what you are going to say, but old friend, do you believe me? Do you believe yourself? If so,
, don’t ask too many questions, help me contact a reliable publishing house and a few printing houses. It’s up to you whether our beauty can turn things around this time.”
Even if Lin Zaizhong believes in his own vision and ability, and also believes in Xu Qiang's ability, this sentence is really too far away from reality in the current situation.
A circulation of 300,000 is not something you just talk about casually.