In the evening, Liu Dong held a banquet at Zhimeilou and hosted the senior management of Tianyuan.

This time I came here to get the advertisement. With Zhang Yuan’s financial resources as a foundation, no one would think it would be impossible.

Halfway through the wine, Liu Dong put his arms around Zhang Yuan's shoulder and said, "Mr. Zhang, I called Director Yuan there in the afternoon. Advertising implants can be discussed. After you bid, we will meet and discuss in detail. Time is not waiting for anyone!"

Zhang Yuan felt very calm, and it was true that someone was easy to do.

He also knew that advertising could be implanted, but no one introduced him. He couldn't come to the door with a password box casually, right? That would be treated as a stick.

He doesn't want to be a stick, he still needs to have a reputation.

Zhang Yuan gave Liu Dongman the wine and thanked him again: "I'm sorry, brother!" Then he drank it all and lit the bottom of the cup.

Liu Dong smiled cheerfully and drank the same wine.

As the saying goes, good wine is not intoxicating, but Zhang Yuan thinks it is not related to wine, and he is actually a little slap in his heart.

He didn't know whether Song Yin's energy in Yanjing would be a "successful and failure" person who "has no result"?

If he really comes forward to disrupt the situation and the TV station also sells his favor, what should he do?

The probability is not high, but Zhang Yuan dares not ignore it.

Zhang Yuan did not sleep well overnight. Perhaps because the heating in Yanjing was turned on too well and the humidity was too low, which affected the quality of sleep.

The next morning, Zhang Yuan felt his nose was very dry, so he rubbed it hard, and it seemed that his nose bleeding appeared.

Not far away, there was a Hongye Coffee. Zhang Yuan and others went in and ate some bread and drank coffee. They said that they would support their own industry.

In the coffee shop, Zhang Yuan began to be very silent. After drinking coffee, everyone was allowed to move freely and wait until the bidding site tomorrow morning.

Zhang Yuan did not leave, but took out his cell phone and sent another text message to Lin Jingya: "Have Sister Lin returned to Jiankang? I'm in Yanjing again."

He thought about it for a long time before sending this text message to Lin Jingya. If he didn't know Lin Jingya this time, he was telling the other party that he thought she was a trouble.

Is Lin Jingya? Yes, but not.

Blaming women as trouble is a manifestation of incompetence. The real trouble is that Zhang Yuan must be positive, and he is not without this ability.

A rich generation will naturally be at a disadvantage against the previous second-generation ancestor; but Song Yin also has his own disadvantages, so he is a "super, super, huge trouble", a trouble that is avoidable.

Even those who relied on Song Junping to power did not want to get involved with him. If it weren't for being unable to expose his face, someone like Song Yin would have been hung up long ago.

Song Yin has something to do and someone will help him, but the price is that he has prepaid the energy behind him. The further he goes, the further everyone will be away from him, unless Song Junping can reach the top of the pyramid - but this is impossible.

While he was thinking about it, Lin Jingya's text message came in: "I plan to leave in two days. This year's snow seems a bit too much, so I have to make plans early."

She thought for a while before she came back. The last time Zhang Yuan's experience made her feel irritated. She didn't expect Song Yin to be so "playful".

When she saw Zhang Yuan’s text message, she smiled first, then waited for three minutes before starting to reply.

She didn't think about these three minutes, but was just watching the time move forward.

She also has her own tips in Jiankang. It is said that Zhang Yuan has been very close to An Xin of Hengyuan Group recently, and that woman seems to be guiding Zhang Yuan.

But she also has to thank An Xin. If An Xin didn't come forward, not only Zhang Yuan would be the only one, but she would probably have to make a fool of herself.

But Zhang Yuan came to Yanjing, which she didn't expect.

But after replying to Zhang Yuan's text message, she began to miss An Xin.

That woman was intentional. If she were herself, she would definitely have to find a way to let her know the news about Zhang Yuan coming.

wrong!

Lin Jingya shook her head, An Xin was not that stupid.

Of course An Xin is not that stupid. The best-quality Luo Yu is really stupid. A woman who can stay in Yanjing safely cannot be regarded as the second Luo Yu.

Once you take the initiative to let the news go, you will fall aside - you don’t know whether it is intentional or unintentional.

So An Xin didn't move, and didn't call Gao Qunfang to ask her to take care of Zhang Yuan.

But the "best" Luo Yu around her was heartless: "Go to go for a dance tonight! Zhang Yuan is not here, what are you afraid of?"

An Xin reached out and pinched Luo Yu's right cheek. With a little effort, she saw Luo Yu's mouth being squeezed open, and almost all the back grooves were visible.

She couldn't help laughing out loud. Luo Yu slapped her in the hand and said dissatisfiedly: "Can you go?"

"No! I want to read a book!"

When An Xin shook her hair, Luo Yu smelled a nice scent.

"Is it that good to get married?" Luo Yu murmured in a low voice. She didn't want to get married so early. She even felt incredible when she looked at An Xin. She could make such a big change by herself.

An Xin knocked her head with a book: "You don't know how wonderful the world in the book is!"

Luo Yu frowned at Anxin and said evilly: "Then I'll leave!"

She still couldn't understand. An Xin used to be full of personality, so why did she change her temper when she saw Zhang Yuan?

If she talks about money, An Xin is also rich; if she talks about money, Zhang Yuan is not very outstanding; but Luo Yu also admitted that just these two combinations, there is no second person in Jiankang who surpasses Zhang Yuan.

The sky in Jiankang also began to become gloomy. I don’t know when it will snow. If it snows, I can’t step on the accelerator hard. It’s so unlucky!

In the evening, Zhang Yuan did not go back to the hotel, but instead asked Lin Jingya to go to the courtyard in Houhai to eat dumplings made by Aunt Gong.

Last time there was a large group of people, but this time there were only two people, Zhang Yuan and Lin Jingya.

Aunt Gong doesn’t go online, but the matter in Yanjing is clear.

The last time Song Yin met, it was very likely that he was his own master.

But she also lived for most of her life, knowing what to say and what not to say.

But sometimes she would think in her heart, no matter how rich a person is, when he meets an official, he will be nothing.

The courtyard is very large, and the three of them seem very cold and silent. Zhang Yuan doesn’t know how Aunt Gong lived.

"Aunt Gong, are you here alone, aren't you afraid?"

Gong Xiuxia smiled: "I'm used to it. You said, what's wrong with this quietness? Can there be thieves? Then we are not afraid. If you see, let alone the police station, even the aunts in our neighborhood committee can clean up the thief!"

Zhang Yuan's living room was too deserted, so he moved Aunt Gong's guy to the living room. There was heating here, so he couldn't help rolling out the dumpling skins again.

Aunt Gong and Lin Jingya were making dumplings. Looking at the scene in front of her, Aunt Gong felt a dazed in front of her: How great would it be if it were her son and daughter-in-law.

Zhang Yuan started talking again: "Aunt Gong, if you think it's deserted, you can let your wife come here together. Anyway, there are many houses here, and a few more people can save some popularity."

Aunt Gong asked carefully: "Then are you going to Yanjing or go back to your hometown during the Chinese New Year?"

"Then you must have gone back to your hometown! Don't worry, your family will be in this courtyard for the New Year, and I have no objection!"

"Okay, okay! I feel at ease with you!" Aunt Gong was very happy. She didn't mean that she really wanted to bring everyone in her family here for the New Year. She was very happy with this promise alone.

After dinner, Zhang Yuan took a taxi to send Lin Jingya back to school.

On the way, Zhang Yuan said, "Sister Lin, if you really leave these two days, you will be with us. I'll ask Yuehua to book tickets together."

Lin Jingya hesitated for a long time, and Zhang Yuan said, "That's it."

"Yeah." Her voice was very light, like a mosquito humming.

The driver in front would obviously make me laugh: "Girl, haven't you eaten? Let the young man invite me!"

Lin Jingya also smiled: "I have eaten it, he invited it!"

"Oh! That's about the same! Next time, you have to change the place, such as hot pot tonight, next time you have to go to eat Western food, the kind that comes to watch movies, holding popcorn and coke, that's beautiful..."

The driver had already entered his own state and started talking nonstop.

Zhang Yuan looked out the car window, and the pedestrians on the road were already filled with the festive celebration of the festival.

The next morning, everyone from Tianyuan went to CCTV together to participate in advertising bidding.

There are many companies coming to bid, and there are many big players.

There are liquor companies, home appliance companies, watch companies, and all kinds of them.

But there are not many Internet companies, Tianyuan is one.

Li Xiao asked in a low voice: "Mr. Zhang, we really don't set a budget this time?"

Zhang Yuan nodded: "No more! You must win the eight-point advertisement."

He thought about it, the time advertisement at zero o'clock was too late. It has been difficult for him to get to that point for so many years, and it is estimated that many people will find it difficult to stick to it; but the advertisement at eight o'clock is very good, and almost few people miss it.

Bidding has begun.

After the host made some comments, he threw out these two major advertising bidding messages: eight o'clock and zero o'clock.

The first is the advertising bidding at the eight o'clock period.

Zhang Yuan waited calmly. At the beginning, there were definitely not enough time to take action. However, some companies were quoting prices one after another. When the bid reached 30 million, large companies began to make efforts.

Chen Rusong received Zhang Yuan's instructions and claimed a 35 million yuan, but was immediately covered by the 38 million yuan of Meihao Group.

Three-eight million was not the final offer, and it was soon surpassed again.

After just a few minutes of adrenaline surge, the bidding price has exceeded 45 million.

Who said that the landlord’s family had no surplus food in 2008? The landlord’s family is still very wealthy!

Are you poor? Then you probably are a fake landlord...

At this price, there are very few companies that dare to raise their bids again, but the host's voice is still ringing, encouraging everyone to actively participate in the bidding.

Zhang Yuan didn't hear anything he said, but made another gesture towards Chen Rusong, and Chen Rusong immediately quoted 50 million.

This price is extremely competitive and no company will raise its bids again.

The host on the stage was still encouraging everyone: "The price has reached 50 million, 50 million, and I believe there are more? I believe there will be. After all, this is an integer, so we still have to have zeros and wholes. The Spring Festival Gala is the highlight of the year. Needless to mention this eight-point advertisement, you also know the weight, and it will be mentioned repeatedly in the subsequent replay..."

But no one quoted it again, 50 million, a lot. The landlord had surplus food at his home, but it really didn't have much.
Chapter completed!