Chapter 345 Rough people are not rough

   In line with the principle that there are more wools, then as many wools as possible, Li Shixin developed a three-inch tongue.

  From corporate culture to brand positioning, combined with one's few marketing knowledge, it's a good idea to fool.

  With the effect of print ads here, these words that Li Shixin felt a little bit rooted, made Jiang Wenhai excited.

   "Teacher Li, talent! Otherwise, stop being an actor, come over and become a vice president for me!"

  In the conference room, Fatty Jiang clenched his hands tightly and invited himself to work in the company. Li Shi felt a chill in his confidence.

   Let the old man be sober, the old man is fooling investment!

  When you become a vice president, what is the future?

  What the old man wants is applause, it's a brace!

Seeing Li Shixin's full face of resistance, Jiang Wenhai patted the back of his hand heavily, "Mr. Li, I have heard about you. Isn't it just that you are seriously ill? It doesn't matter how long you are? It doesn't matter! As long as you come, Our Jing'an Cemetery is your eternal home! If you live for one day, you will sit in the position of the vice president for one day.

  In case you really get sick someday, our company has the best aftermath benefits for employees! From the time you enter the funeral to the earth, I promise to do it for you! Isn't your son not raising you? It's ok! As long as you become the vice president, when you leave, I will ask him to send you Dai Xiao in the whole company! "

  Shen Te Mo Cemetery is my eternal home!

  Thank you for your employee benefits!

  Go to your whole company to send it off to Dai Xiao.

  The old man hasn’t lived enough yet!

  Listening to Jiang Fatzi’s emotional invitation to join him, Li Shixin understood why the company’s planning department was so inviting.

  The upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, this is!

Seeing Li Shixin’s disgusting face, Jiang Wenhai immediately beckoned to the secretary on the side, “Come on, Xiaoli, take out my private mausoleum. Talents like Teacher Li have to say anything in my master’s mausoleum. Leave him a mausoleum next to him! Teacher Li, pick a place for yourself."

  Looking at Jiang Wenhai taking a picture of the huge private cemetery in front of him with a magnificent rendering, Li Shixin couldn't laugh or cry.

  As the saying goes, the sleeping kang who sells straw mats, and the salty and salty soup.

  It’s good for you. It’s not a shame to make a cemetery by yourself. First find a good place for yourself!

  The scale is still such a big, and there is a tomb.

  What kind of family, be you Qin Shihuang?

   Faced with Jiang Wenhai's wooing, Li Shixin hurriedly stopped.

  Rejected by Li Shixin, Jiang Wenhai was full of pity. He slapped his lips, and sighed after a long while: "Well then. But Teacher Li, how do we shoot the commercial you are talking about?"

  Seeing that Jiang Wenhai was finally on the Dao, Li Shixin breathed a sigh of relief and said his thoughts again.

   is actually very simple.

  No one advertises in the cemetery, because it makes people feel unlucky.

  Through the story to reverse this concept, realize that death is also a part of life, and the perception of the cemetery changes from disgust to calmness, then this advertisement has become.

The core of    is such an idea.

   Hearing Li Shixin's thoughts, Jiang Wenhai nodded deeply and slapped the table suddenly.

   "Fucking, is **** or old hot! Teacher Li, isn't it a commercial? Shoot! I don't worry about this planning part, so I'm relying on you!"

   "This is not a problem." Li Shixin smiled.

  What does Li do?

  Porcelain actor and sideline actor, part-time screenwriter.

  But the old man talked to you for hundreds of words, is it your authorization?

  The worst thing is your money!

   "Mr. Jiang, the investment in this commercial..."

  Li Shixin smiled and reminded him.

However, Jiang Wenhai laughed and got up from his chair proudly, "Mr. Li, you don't have to worry about this! As for advertising, our Jingan Real Estate can't do it. But you have to make a commercial, for the money. Let's not be wronged! Our company has a complete film and television team!"

  "……"

  Rao is Li Shixin, no matter how rich he is, he is also a little dazed at this time.

  You... are the cemetery company!

  Why are you still raising a film and television team?

  Looking at Li Shixin's blank look, Jiang Wenhai waved his hand.

   "Prepare a car! I will take Mr. Li to visit our model cemetery! Let Mr. Li experience the service of our Jing'an cemetery!"

  I beg you to speak normally.

  I don’t want to experience this!

  ……

  Riding on Jiang Wenhai’s Maybach, Li Shixin went all the way out of the city to the Jingan Cemetery in Rongzhou City.

  Li Shixin had never seen a serious business cemetery before. In his impression, the cemetery was that kind of public cemetery.

  But after changing to a special golf cart in the Jing'an Cemetery, and walking along the main road of the cemetery, Li Shixin knew what it means to live and learn.

  Long knowledge.

   Jiang Wenhai is a rough person, but this cemetery is really good.

  The entire mausoleum occupies a vast area and is surrounded by mountains and rivers. In addition to the tomb area of ​​the cemetery, it also has a drop hall, a funeral parlour, and a supporting set selling memorial supplies.

  If you don’t look at the uniform black stone monuments in the cemetery, you will look like a tombstone theme park at a glance.

   And Jiang Wenhai said that the company has a film and television team and did not brag.

  It does.

  The service project of the cemetery includes the production of a memorial video for the deceased.

  When Li Shixin and Jiang Wenhai arrived at the tomb area, there was a team of filming crews busy.

  I thought it was a small video scale, but after watching it on the spot, Li Shixin was surprised.

  This filming team is unexpectedly professional.

  Talking to the executive director and photographer of the team, Li Shixin was surprised again.

  The young director is actually a graduate of Chinese opera!

   "How about Mr. Li? This configuration is enough to make a blockbuster commercial?"

  Walking on the grass covered by the sun, listening to the unknown birds chirping around, Jiang Wenhai laughed and asked himself.

  Li Shixin nodded.

   "It's really enough. But President Jiang, a cemetery with this level of film and television team, wasted a little."

   "Well, don't you dare to say that!" Jiang Wenhai shook his head and grinned: "It's too big to die."

   "From the eyes of Teacher Li, I should be able to tell that I am a nouveau riche.

  Why dry the cemetery? In the early years, the family was poor, and the four brothers and sisters depended on my father who digs coal in the mine. At that time, I knew that there was no tomorrow for working in the mine. My father prepared a cemetery for himself early.

  But in my 22nd year, when my father went to the mine, the mine collapsed. The whole person was buried inside, and the four of our brothers and sisters digging in the collapsed land with shovels for more than half a month without finding them. In the end, I had no choice but to make a burial mound and bury it.

  Later, the mine boss was still very particular and lost 200,000 yuan. Later, it was even more **** interesting. My father's grave was discovered as a coal mine, and he took more than two million yuan in land acquisition funds.

  At that time, real estate was popular. With money in our hands, our brothers and sisters started a few real estate projects with people in the village, and made a net profit of 20-30 million in two years.

  With money all of a sudden, people around me don’t know how to scream.

  Build a villa!

  Buy Mercedes Land Rover!

  Hang the big golden chain, tens of thousands of leather shoes, 100,000 leather bags, and two more Tibetan mastiffs at home!

  One is more lavish than one, and one game is one by one.

  In these aspects, Jiang Wenhai has never lost to others. But when it came to the Qingming Spring Festival to worship the ancestors, I felt uncomfortable! "

   At this point, Jiang Wenhai's expression collapsed.

   "Others can kneel on their father’s grave, crying and wiping their noses and tears. We have four brothers and sisters, why do we have more money?

   can only call two voices in front of the small coal kiln that collapsed and was dug up.

  The cavernous place has long been hollowed out, and my father’s bones don’t even know if it’s inside or not! Teacher Li, do you know what it's like? "

Wiping his nose, Jiang Wenhai sighed and looked at the vast cemetery around him: "Later I built a cemetery, and the cemetery was built. I saw someone bury the dead in it, and the energy saving for the Chinese New Year My relatives’ graves cried, and I felt comfortable with them. From then on, I went to his grandma’s real estate, and I quit! Building cemeteries one after another, until now.

  You said to make money, I must make money.

  Look at this cemetery. The golden sand granite designed by a French designer, the stone monuments are all over the water, the video production film level standard, when the Chinese and Western bands are buried, what do you want? The same fee, we use the best! "

Jiang Wenhai swiped across his own country in front of him, and then turned around and looked at Li Shixin, "I don't know what the main reason is, I know a little; the scenery of the last journey of people may not be known to the dead themselves. But. He walks in a row, and the living feels comfortable. Teacher Li, do you think this is the reason?"

  Li Shixin nodded and smiled kindly.

  (End of this chapter)