eurekapd Chapter 1054 You Should Come to Our Advertising Department
Chapter 1054 You Should Come to Our Advertising Department
Zhou Qi glanced at the advertising quotation sheet, which was divided into five levels.
The cheapest one costs 20,000 yuan a year, but it can only be played during the midnight hours.
Who gets up in the middle of the night to listen to the radio these days?
Twenty years ago, it was common for drivers to listen to ghost stories or emotional programs while driving at night to relieve boredom. But now, ordinary people go to bed at sunset.
"I want all these time periods." Zhou Qi tapped the golden position at the top of the quotation sheet with his fingertips.
Director Cao, who was smoking, suddenly choked on his tea, and the cigarette ash fell onto the desk.
He grabbed the rag in a panic. "The advertising space before and after the news broadcast costs 50,000 yuan a year, the storytelling time is 30,000 yuan, and the children's program "Little Trumpet" is 25,000 yuan. Are you sure you want it all?"
"Sign a five-year contract."
Zhou Qi took out a pen and drew a circle on the contract: "Starting from today."
Director Cao stood up and the teacup lid rolled to the ground with a clang.
The advertising department only achieved a total sales volume of 200,000 last year, and the young man in front of me asked for a five-year contract.
He walked around the desk in two steps, his white shirt hem still stained with tea:
"What's your name, little brother? I'm Cao Qingyan, the head of the advertising department. If you really sign a five-year contract, the remaining six months of advertising fees will be waived!"
"A total of five hundred thousand in five years."
Zhou Qi raised five fingers: "But I have an additional condition."
Director Cao's Adam's apple rolled twice, he picked up the abacus and started typing, and when he looked up his face was red, "You can ask!"
"Can we ask Mr. Zhao Dazhong to record the narration for the news segment? And Mr. Shan Tianying to record the narration for the storytelling segment."
Zhou Qi took out two cassettes from his briefcase: "This is the advertising slogan I prepared."
"These two are both national treasures..."
Director Cao rubbed his hands in confusion: "We have to add this number." He held up three fingers.
"I'll give you an extra ten thousand."
Zhou Qi slapped his pen on the contract and said, "Director Cao, please decide how to allocate the funds."
As for the two veteran artists, Zhao Dazhong and Shan Tianying, they were both employed by public institutions at the time and their monthly salary was only 70 or 80 yuan.
Usually, if you do dubbing for an advertisement, a hundred or two hundred is already a high reward.
This time, Cao Qingyan asked for 5,000 yuan, which was obviously an attempt to take advantage of the situation and make more money.
But he never expected that Zhou Qi would be even more generous and directly increase the amount to ten thousand yuan.
Seeing this number, Cao Qingyan immediately treated the two guests as the God of Wealth.
"Don't worry! I'll personally supervise and ensure the dubbing effect!"
Cao Qingyan stared at the ten stacks of banknotes on the table, his eyes narrowed into slits. Zhou Qi took out the contract and pushed it over: "Since we have reached an agreement, let's sign a formal agreement."
As soon as the two contracts were placed on the table, Cao Qingyan suddenly rubbed his hands and said, "But for the matter of inviting Teacher Zhao and Teacher Shan to come out, please don't write the specific amount in the contract, right?"
Zhou Qi tapped the table with his fingertips: "You don't have to write the remuneration, but you have to clearly state that the two teachers will dub this line personally."
"You are quite right!"
Cao Qingyan nodded hurriedly. Zhou Qi then asked, "When will the ad be broadcast?"
"We will arrange the recording right after signing the contract, and it can be broadcast on the radio in as little as three days."
Cao Qingyan patted his chest and promised. After both parties signed, Zhou Qi counted out 51,000 yuan in cash on the spot - ten stacks of 10,000 yuan were placed in front of Cao Qingyan.
Looking at the pile of brand new banknotes, Cao Qingyan's breathing became rapid.
This amount of money is equivalent to his salary for more than ten years. He had originally planned to delay the production of the advertisement for a week, but now he changed his mind and said he would finish it even if he had to work overtime overnight.
When they walked out of the radio building, Tian Xiaoyi stared at Zhou Qi as if he had seen an alien: "Where did you get so much money?"
“I earned it!”
Zhou Qi dragged the dazed girl to the newspaper office. Tian Xiaoyi was dragged so hard that she staggered, muttering, "How much alcohol do I have to sell to earn this much?"
She felt her temples throbbing and her head buzzing.
“Is there anything easier than making money?”
Zhou Qi held the cigarette butt in his mouth and grinned, with a piece of chive leaf stuck on his front teeth: "I didn't say that, it was said by that alien Boss Ma."
Tian Xiaoyi stared at him: "You...you..."
"Why are you so dazed!"
Zhou Qi picked up the bulging canvas bag and pushed the door open to walk out: "I have to visit seven or eight newspaper offices today, so be quick."
The two jumped into a taxi and headed straight for the Kyoto Evening News Building.
The glass curtain wall was gleaming in the autumn sun. When the girl at the front desk heard that they wanted to place an advertisement, she took them directly to the advertising department on the fifth floor.
A young man in a white shirt stood up in the cubicle, with the words "Account Manager" on his badge shining brightly. Tian Xiaoyi suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Senior! Isn't this Chairman Li?"
The other party adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses: "You are..."
"I'm Tian Xiaoyi! Last year, when the new students registered, you led the student union to help us carry our luggage and handle the formalities. You ran so much that your shirt was soaked."
Tian Xiaoyi was so excited that she kept gesticulating: "Then you went to practice early, and we were wondering why we suddenly couldn't see you anymore."
"Hurry up and sit down!"
Li Moran pulled out two swivel chairs and glanced at Zhou Qi's frayed jeans: "What kind of advertisements are you two going to place?"
Tian Xiaoyi quickly pushed Zhou Qi forward:
"This is my best friend. He's advertising his wine business in the newspaper. Brother Qi, this is the legendary senior I always talk about. He was a big shot at Jinling University back then..."
"Li Moran."
The man in white shirt stretched out his hand, and his watch shone silver in the sunlight.
Nowadays, if someone can become the head of the advertising department right after graduation, anyone with a discerning eye will know that it’s not just about ability.
The two hands clasped together tightly. Zhou Qi took out more than a dozen glass bottles with strange shapes from his canvas bag. Some were red like flames, some were blue like waves, and there was also a crescent-shaped wine bottle that rolled half a circle on the table.
Li Moran picked up a moon-shaped bottle and looked at it carefully against the light: "Is this... a work of art or a wine bottle?"
"Shaodaozi made with pure grain!"
Zhou Qi unscrewed the bottle cap, and the strong aroma of wine instantly filled the entire office:
"I designed the bottle myself, and each style corresponds to a different alcohol content - see the wavy pattern? The 52-proof one is called 'Turbulent Waves'."
The pupils behind the glasses suddenly dilated.
Li Moran was playing with the wine bottle when he suddenly laughed out loud: "Great! You should come to our advertising department with your brain!"
The ceiling fan in Li Moran's office was shaking above his head.
Zhou Qi glanced at the cloisonné jar full of cigarette butts on the mahogany table, and took out a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes and popped one: "Director Li, try this. Does the advertising slogan sound nice?"
"Only by being accommodating to others can we be at ease..."
Li Moran's fingers holding the cigarette tapped the table in rhythm with his muttering, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Is this wine bottle really divided into two layers?"
“Look at this design.”
Zhou Qi dipped his hand in tea and drew a circle on the glass plate: "The round lid on top contains 56-proof liquor, and the square bottle on the bottom contains 38-proof liquor. When poured together, it's exactly 42-proof, golden taste."
The tea dripped down the edge of the table onto his polished leather shoes.
Li Moran slapped his thigh, causing the pen to fall off his feet. "Great! Isn't this exactly what the officialdom is all about?"