After the activity positioning was revised again, Chen Jiaxian needed to communicate with each port one by one to supervise the implementation of the modification.
Pan Qiaomu's assistant Han Fang came to Chen Jiaxian: "What are you busy with? My boss is about to leave. You have to give me the plan as soon as possible."
Chen Jiaxian found a plan: "Wait a minute, I'm revising it, and I need to add content that takes care of the elderly."
"There is no need to modify it, just give me the old version." Han Fang said.
Chen Jiaxian said: "The theme has been modified..."
Han Fang interrupted her: "What do you care about the theme? The theme is just a false name, and the elderly don't consume. Isn't it just a show to take care of the elderly? The merchants don't care and don't care."
Chen Jiaxian still insisted on adding: "Just in case."
Han Fang turned his back to Chen Jiaxian and pouted, and shook his hands anxiously: "Taking into consideration, why don't you just find a corner and add a sentence? Hurry up."
Chen Jiaxian endured it again and again, maybe because she had too little sleep and lost self-control. She couldn't help but said: "Do you still remember that at the beginning, this event was called 'Neighborhood Festival'? The event was originally held for the elderly, and the purpose was …”
Han Fang looked at the time and interrupted her again: "I don't remember. Business is my job. I hope you will treat your work with a professional attitude and deliver the results to me as soon as possible, otherwise it will be really difficult for me."
Chen Jiaxian opened her mouth and was speechless.
So she said, "Okay."
…
Chen Jiaxian was once again forced to face her own naivety and stupidity.
She couldn't share this feeling of powerlessness with anyone.
Chen Jiaxian tried to find her former friend to talk to, but the friend had just given birth, and Chen Jiaxian was forced to admire the red and wrinkled baby photos and politely praise her cuteness. Then she was bombarded with more than 20 baby photos without beauty or filters.
Chen Jiaxian did not click on the dialog box.
A new email from Zhou Ke was received in her mailbox, reminding her to review the venue decoration and keep it consistent with the decoration style of the cultural and creative store. After reviewing it, it was sent to Guan Xi. Another hour later, the time in the mailbox reminded Chen Jiaxian that it was late at night.
It was 1:20 in the morning, and Chen Jiaxian was not sleepy at all.
Song Qingxu sent a WeChat message to remind Chen Jiaxian to go to bed early. Chen Jiaxian replied "Okay".
The phone vibrated again.
It turned out to be Guan Xi who sent it: "Still not asleep?"
Chen Jiaxian replied: "If I don't keep an eye on them, no one will take the Aboriginal people seriously."
After a while, Guan Xicai said: "When you and the director of "Old City, New Vitality" were discussing the shooting plan, I also listened. I have an idea for your reference."
The two had a late-night phone call.
…
After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiaxian saw the WeChat message on her phone.
Song Qingxu asked: "Didn't you say go to bed early? It's so late, who are you talking to?"
Chen Jiaxian did not reply.
Song Qingxu naturally asked for her emotions and attention, but emotional giving was also giving, and Chen Jiaxian didn't want her energy to be cannibalized.
Her energy is valuable.
After questioning the agreement to have dinner with Song Qingxu for a moment, Chen Jiaxian stopped internal friction and returned her attention to her work.
From ordinary lemon tea to delicious lemon tea, you only need to slightly change the mixing ratio. In the same way, from publicity to good-looking publicity, the same principle applies.
Guan Xi's suggestion is very feasible.
Chen Jiaxian decided to fight for control of the situation. She opened the blank document and typed the title:
Old city, new vitality
…
The next morning, Guan Xi found Yu Ben and placed a pile of printed materials in front of him.
Yu Ben glanced at Guan Xi and then read the first page carefully.
…
On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a fierce argument broke out between the mother and her daughter on the phone. The daughter refused: "Mom, leave me alone, I won't go home!"
When the camera turned, the daughter was wearing a thick coat, sitting on the train heading north, clasping her hands and saying to herself: "I must let my mother live a good life. If I can't make money, I won't go home!"
…
Yu Ben glanced twice and frowned: "What is this?! A family ethics drama? What are you doing?"
Guan Xi said: "This is the shooting plan that Chen Jiaxian and the director team came up with. I saw it and it is quite good. Everyone likes to see the old-fashioned story that was shot in this way."
Yu Ben flipped through a few pages: "Why do we need our people to do the shooting plan? Are your people very free? What's the use of doing this?"
Guan Xi said: "In order to seize this public relations opportunity, we will publicize our old renovation policy - repair sewers, renovate, and install elevators. If residents have crafts, they can consign them in cultural and creative stores. In this way, we will continue to communicate with the indigenous people More convenient.”
Yu Ben asked: "Is Chen Jiaxian still taking the lead in this work?"
Guan Xi said: "Yes. The entire plan and concept were all proposed by Chen Jiaxian. A very outstanding young man."
Yu Ben said "Oh": "Not bad."
After complimenting him casually, Yu Ben forgot about it. Zhuoxiu Group never lacks outstanding and capable young people.
Immediately, he saw an application initiated by Chen Jiaxian among the long list of applications on his schedule: Mr. Yu was asked to cooperate with the filming and participate in one-on-one research on the aboriginal people.
This kind of research—where is it that someone of Yu Ben’s level needs to participate?
Yu Ben doesn't intend to waste time on publicity.
He was about to tell his assistant to reject the application when he suddenly remembered the olive branch extended by Jun Ziyi. If you want the city marathon to end on Demonstration Street, there must be a landmark building.
To transform iconic buildings, he will inevitably need more authorization from indigenous peoples.
Yu Ben changed his mind.
He made an internal phone call and asked Chen Jiaxian: "Which aborigines are we investigating?"
After receiving a call from Yu Ben, Chen Jiaxian was a little surprised and reported a few names. For her, Yu Bi was already a rare high-level person. How could he personally care about such details?
Yu Ben didn't listen and interrupted her: "Instead of the old man named Jin."
Chen Jiaxian reported her name: "Jin Yucheng."
…
Jin Yucheng came from a wealthy family in Xiguan and was a former Miss Xiguan. He received a higher education and worked in a research institute before retiring. He was a hidden leader among the neighbors. Including this time the Aboriginal people withdrew their lawsuit, she was the one who coordinated it.
More importantly, Grandma Jin has more complete property rights in Changlefang.
Because Grandma Jin has a say among the aborigines and because Grandma Jin owns a large amount of property rights, Yu Ben must respect Grandma Jin’s opinions and gain her approval.
Respect has nothing to do with kindness and everything to do with power.
…
Chen Jiaxian didn't know what kind of turmoil there was among the top management, what kind of agreement was reached between Yu Bi and Jun Ziyi, and how such an agreement made Yu Bi finally agree to cooperate with the investigation.
What pushed Yu Ben to cooperate with the investigation was not goodwill but power, and Chen Jiaxian didn't know that either.
Chen Jiaxian only knew that she had prompted the person in charge of the Changlefang project to go to the aborigines to investigate.
This is enough.
She gradually adapted to the results-oriented rules of the workplace.
