Coincidentally, at this moment, more than a dozen TV sets of different sizes on the shelf and display were playing the new commercial of Dongjing Bank at the same time.
In the picture, a robot that looks like an ATM is accompanying the little girl on a swing, riding a bicycle, and telling bedtime stories...
The carefree laughter of the "father and daughter" made the customers in front of the booth find it novel and interesting.
Although there is no shortage of imaginative advertisements in Japan, this is the first time that such pyrotechnic science fiction advertisements have appeared.
Halfway through the 60-second advertisement, not a single customer left the booth.
Just like the reason why the executives of Dongjing Bank chose this advertisement.
Only ads with plot narrative will make the audience want to continue watching.
Just like now, all customers are waiting for the further development of the plot...
As the background music gradually became louder, the little girl in the advertisement finally walked to the ATM.
The father on the other side also put a thick wad of banknotes into the ATM.
When the little girl said with tears: "Dad, Happy New Year!"
On the screen of the teller machine on the other side, the Japanese greeting "Happy New Year" also popped up.
[No matter where you are, Dongjing Bank is your most trusted partner]
The heartwarming ending of the commercial made the audience smile.
Some of the lesbians shed a few tears.
At this moment, both the customers in front of the TV showcase and the salesperson at the showcase felt a little bit of warmth.
In the same city, a senior executive sitting in the office of Sumitomo Bank also smiled at the TV without knowing it.
But the next moment, they realized that someone else should laugh: "Everyone, this doesn't feel good!"
"Yes, Dongjing Bank made a lot of noise before in order to deal with our advertising."
"What do you think of his ATM advertisement?"
"Want to hear the truth?"
"certainly!"
"The truth is, Dongjing Bank... won!"
In the following period, Dongjing Bank’s ATM advertisement became the object of analysis and research by every advertising company.
A few days later, when groups of advertising data came through the phone, Yu Sigui couldn’t even close his mouth:
"Well, well, well," she became more and more happy as she listened: "I'm very happy to hear you say that, too."
"Hahaha……"
"Okay, I hope the future cooperation will be pleasant."
After hanging up the phone, Yu Sigui quickly made a long-distance call to Pujiang.
Today, she has already memorized this string of phone numbers: "Jiang Shan? Let me tell you some good news... How about it, you didn't expect it, did you?"
Jiang Shan, who was holding the phone, was also infected by the laughter on the other end of the phone: "Are you happy now?"
"I'm so happy," Yu Sigui kept laughing: "In the past two days, our Dadi Advertising has obviously received more consultation calls."
"You're going to get rich," Jiang Shan said with a smile, "Mr. Yu, don't forget that the people in your hometown are still waiting for you!"
"I can't forget, I can't forget," Yu Sigui asked, "Tell me, what reward do you want?"
This is Jiangshan's favorite sentence: "I already have a design commission of 20,000 yuan, what kind of reward do I need?"
"It's different." Yu Sigui always behaves in a regular manner:
"You don't know, after the success of Dongjing Bank's advertisement, our Dadi Advertising's reputation suddenly rose. This is the most important thing."
She is indeed a smart girl. Jiang Shan smiled: "Then I'm not polite. The main thing is that you can't buy this thing in China."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Do you still remember Teacher Huang Yongyu?"
"Shall we go to the one who sent the owl?"
"By the way," Jiang Shan didn't expect that Yu Sigui had such a good memory: "I promised to give him a pipe, but I never found the right one."
"Japan has it?"
"You can help me look for it." Jiang Shan felt that the possibility was greater abroad: "Hilton last year or this year."
"Hilton also sells pipes?"
"It has been out for decades, so the price is probably not cheap."
"You don't have to worry about the price, as long as it's in stock," Yu Sigui had already begun to think about it: "I'll get back to you in a few days."
"OK!"
Jiang Shan always kept this in mind, always thinking that he could give Teacher Huang a small gadget the next time they meet.
…
The climate in Yanjing City seems to have lost the breath of autumn.
Among the pedestrians walking up and down the street, there are many who shrink their necks and hold their pockets in their pockets.
Compared with the bustle during the National Day, it was obviously much deserted.
But the only place that was not affected was the movie theater.
Faced with the popularity of the movies "Little Flower" and "Looking at the Family", the leaders of Yan Film Studio said they did not understand them.
These two dramas were not favored by them when they were filming.
So much so that the film crews on both sides even pieced together the film footage.
I never imagined that the audience would be so receptive.
In the eyes of the audience, the switching between black and white and color shots in "Little Flower" has become an advanced artistic technique.
Facing other factory leaders who couldn't understand, factory director Wang Yang understood a little bit:
"Have you not noticed that a few days after "Little Flower" was released, an interview about it was published in the newspaper? If you go look for that article, the analysis is very clear. The color and black-and-white shots represent reality and reality respectively.
remember……"
"Yes, I saw it too. Maybe the audience was affected by that news article."
"This reporter is amazing. He went to interview the movie while it was being filmed."
"Not only "Little Flower", but also "Look at This Family"."
"Have you noticed that all interviews and reports about the movie are actually reprinted from the same newspaper?"
"Which one?"
Director Wang smiled and said: "Pujiang's Oriental Metropolis Daily."
"I remember," a director recalled: "I seem to have been interviewed by this newspaper for "Gunshots from the Secret Service." That article was really interesting, and the whole article was praising director Chang Yan."
"Hiss..." Wang Yang was surprised: "I remember that Changying didn't say a good word about "Gunshots from the Secrecy Bureau" before it was released. How did this reporter choose these movies?"
"That's not true," other leaders also discovered: "But as long as the movies he reports on are extremely popular."
The original meeting to summarize "Little Flower" and "Look at This Family" gradually went off the track.
At this moment, a director has already defined that the reason why these movies that were originally not promising must have something to do with the reporter named Jiang Shan.
Not only them, Chen Qiang also had the same idea at this time.
Seeing Chen Peisi being praised by a group of colleagues, Chen Qiang couldn't help shouting: "Second son, you have to keep in touch with that friend from Pujiang!"
Chen Peisi was stunned by what her father said without a clue, and then quickly laughed and said: "We just talked on the phone yesterday, and he urged me to come over and dub the novel."
For several days in a row, Jiang Shan didn't go anywhere. After work, he would study drawing at home.
Jiang Xiangnan invited Lao Bao home for several days in order to teach his son to draw design drawings.
Jiang Shan had never studied fashion design in school before, but he didn't expect to learn it now.
But today, they did not study this matter anymore.
In Jiangshan's room, in addition to a writing desk, there is also a square table.
At this moment, Jiang Shan, Jiang Dad and Lao Bao sat on separate sides, all looking at a book of fabrics on the table.
"Your Uncle Bao and I have been running around for several days," Father Jiang pointed at the thick fabric book: "All the ones that seem suitable are here. You can take a look."
Jiang Shan flipped through the fabric book and found that each piece of fabric had been cut into the size of two palms and then bound into a book.
"Who did this?" he asked while turning over the pages: "It must have taken a lot of effort, right?"
"It's all your Uncle Bao's fault," Father Jiang said with a smile, "He is very concerned about your affairs."
"Thank you, Uncle Bao." Jiang Shan has learned a lot from Lao Bao recently.
This veteran comrade who had just retired from the position of head of the design team was very patient when talking about the classics.
Many things are explained in much more detail than Father Jiang.
He was also particularly concerned about the things that Lao Jiang entrusted him with.
"Xiao Jiang, don't thank me in a hurry," Uncle Bao pointed at the fabrics and said, "These fabrics look like a lot, but compared with those of your photos, there is still a gap."
"I've thought of this a long time ago," Jiang Shan said. It was strange to find them all. "I told you before, as long as you can find almost everything."
After he finished speaking, he found that Father Jiang and Uncle Bao opposite him started laughing.
Father Jiang pushed the fabric album and photos in front of Jiang Shan: "That's what I said, but... your Uncle Bao and I won't give up so easily."
"What's the meaning?"
"You should take a look first and then talk."
When Jiang Shan saw the posture on the other side, he quickly looked through the fabrics again.
Gradually, he discovered that there were many familiar colors.
Immediately, he quickly picked up the photos and started comparing them.
"Hey," Jiang Shan said, the more he looked at it, the happier he became: "Have you all been marked?"
Only then did he realize that the patterns and colors of the numbered pieces of fabric actually matched the photos in his hand.
"Every photo of fabric that has been found has the corresponding number written on the back."
Jiang Shan turned over and looked at it: "It's really true!"
"We have searched all the surrounding printing and dyeing factories and fabric stores," Father Jiang said with a capable face: "We have found a total of 8 styles for you."
Uncle Bao said a little worriedly: "However, the thickness of the fabric may be a little different, but it should have no impact on the effect!"
"You guys are really amazing." Jiang Shan didn't expect to find exactly the same suit and color: "It's amazing to be able to find 8 of them."
Jiang Xiangnan and Lao Bao looked at each other and felt that their hard work these days was not in vain.
"Oh, by the way, third child," Father Jiang suddenly remembered something:
"Director Dai from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau is really someone you can count on. The import and export textile company he helped you contact was very warm to us."
"Well," Lao Bao also smiled and nodded: "We are very serious about our requests, but considering the cost, we only chose two kinds of fabrics there."
Father Jiang had an amazing expression on his face: "Both of these are given at cost price. Even your Uncle Bao said it's a good deal!"
"Oh?" Jiang Shan was immediately happy: "It's really good."
"Although we haven't seen the fabric, they can guarantee it will be exactly the same as in the photo."
"Is it okay to just look at the photos?"
"Of course," Lao Bao believed this: "They are in this business, and they probably have more opportunities to come into contact with fabrics than your father and I."
Jiang Shan nodded and looked at the photo in his hand: "After calculation, we can find 10 similar fabrics for 15 clothing styles."
This result has exceeded my expectations.
"Including those from the textile company, there are exactly 10 of them."
"Very good," Jiang Shan decided immediately: "The next step is to show off."
"I will make the sample clothes myself," Lao Bao said seriously, "It is impossible to produce these 15 styles of clothes at the same time. They must be completed in batches."
"Yes," Father Jiang agreed: "This is not an urgent matter."
This time, Jiang Shan just wanted to be a student: "I listen to you."
"As soon as the fabric arrives," Lao Bao said, "I will make a sample, and then..."
The three of them chatted in the room very late.
During this period, alternative fabrics were selected for the garments that were not available.
Just when Father Jiang started to rub his belly, Jiang He came in with three pieces of cream cake.
"Huh?" Jiang Shan smelled the familiar smell and asked, "Didn't you eat them all? You went to buy them again?"
"Your sister-in-law likes to eat," Jiang He, who never hid it, said, "so I went and bought another one."
"Oh," Father Jiang took a hard bite: "Look at me as a father, I'm just enjoying the glory of my grandson and daughter-in-law."
"Then..." Lao Bao looked at the tempting cream cake and said with a smile, "I'll take advantage of you."
"Uncle Bao," Jiangshan knew that Old Bao also had two grandsons at home: "This cake is delicious. I will pick a big one for you in two days."
"No, no, no," Lao Bao quickly waved his hand and said, "This thing is too expensive. I will spend a lot of money just by eating this piece today."
"Don't just talk without practicing," Father Jiang looked at the third child and said, "I must choose a large size for your Uncle Bao."
Since this batch of clothing orders landed in the fourth workshop, only Lao Bao in the entire design team was willing to help them make patterns and samples.
In the eyes of other designers, helping the newly appointed team leader Jia Xiaotian is the right thing to do.
Team Leader Jia has designed a large number of garments this time, and the last few days have been busy with the production and sample production period.
Jiang Xiangnan thought about it again and realized that he really had to thank Comrade Bao.
He knows Lao Bao's craftsmanship.
He is responsible for making garment samples, and then I am responsible for controlling production.
I can feel at ease with this transaction of the third child.
Late at night, everyone dispersed, and Jiang Shan returned to his writing desk.
Opening the notebook, I remembered that it was the news Huang Yongyu had just given to me.
When I was about to start writing, a chubby figure suddenly landed on the window sill.
Jiang Shan smiled and reached out to touch the shiny back hair of the civet cat: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at how fat you are now, you have to keep your mouth shut!"
Suddenly, he was stunned.
Oops, why did I forget "White Cat Laundry Detergent"?
This is a big fat cat, what should I order from it?
