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83: Chapter 83 You want to pay someone to promote this kind of ad? No way!
Qin Xun looked at the woman on the hospital bed, who still possessed a lingering charm.
He had heard the mature woman's voice; it was gentle, steady, and carried a charm refined by the passage of time.
It felt as though just one word from her would make many other women feel inferior.
Auntie Liu looked at Qin Xun with a smile, saying nothing.
Qin Xun looked at the smile on Auntie Liu's face, hung up the video call with Xia Ning, and let out a long sigh.
"This is a pregnant woman."
Seeing Auntie Liu's eyebrows raise slightly, he knew she had taken the bait and continued.
"But she is pestering me, wanting me to be the father of her child."
"It's not my own child, I don't want it!"
"I don't want to be an accidental father!"
He looked at Auntie Liu with pleading eyes.
"Could you help me send a message on WeChat saying 'He's asleep'?"
Auntie Liu found the young people of today truly interesting, and thought back to her own youth, which, it seemed... wasn't much better.
She chuckled softly and gestured to the nanny sitting by the window.
"Sister Zhang, could you help this young man?"
A nanny in her fifties, dark-skinned and as sturdy as an ox, walked over to Qin Xun from the bedside with a shy, awkward demeanor.
Qin Xun looked down at this honest, sturdy "heroine" who felt like she could kill him with one punch, and braced himself as he handed over his phone.
The nanny, named Sister Zhang, took the phone, feeling a bit nervous. She swallowed to clear her throat and pressed the voice message button.
Her voice was as rough as the sandstorms of the Northwest.
"He's asleep!"
Qin Xun: "..."
He regretted it a little and wanted to take the phone back, but saw that after saying that one sentence, Sister Zhang had gotten into the swing of things and her desire to perform was ignited.
She started improvising in Mandarin with a thick accent.
"You shouldn't look for him anymore!"
"Our relationship is very good!"
Qin Xun snatched the phone back, quickly recalled the voice message, and hurried out of the ward.
Soon.
A reply from Xia Ning popped up on WeChat.
[Childish!]
Qin Xun: "..."
It's over!
She still heard the whole thing!
...
Late that night.
Qin Xun received the finished advertisement from the ad agency.
He took one look and nodded with satisfaction.
The effect was even better than he had imagined!
...
The next day.
Qin Xun arrived at the office and sent the advertisement video to Xia Ning.
"Send this to Song Ying. Ask her to help post it to her Douyin."
"She's a big internet celebrity with 4 million followers now. If the reach is wide enough, we won't need to find other influencers to promote it."
"We can save quite a bit of money."
Upon hearing the name "Song Ying," Xia Ning said indifferently.
"She's a big internet celebrity with 4 million followers now; her asking price won't be low."
She opened the video and played it.
"You only smell my perfume, but you don't see my sweat..."
...
The video finished playing.
Thinking of her mother lying in the hospital, the pressure from her father, and her three failed attempts at starting a business, Xia Ning couldn't help but feel a stinging sensation in her nose.
She immediately contacted Song Ying on WeChat and explained the reason.
Unexpectedly, Song Ying didn't want a single cent and even asked foolishly.
[If I play the video Brother shot, how much money do I need to give Brother?]
Xia Ning thought for a moment and replied.
[For you, it's free.]
Song Ying replied quickly.
[Oh yeah! I really am special in Brother's heart!]
Xia Ning: "..."
Heh—
Eighteen years old, so easy to fool!
She seemed completely unaware of how much an influencer with 4 million followers, and a steadily growing count at that, could charge for reposting a video.
The video was sent over.
After a while, Song Ying sent a crying emoji.
[Moved! Love it! Love it!]
[I am Song Ying, and I also endorse for Qin Xun!]
Immediately after, she sent a crazy kowtowing emoji.
[Sister, please kowtow to Brother on my behalf!]
[He actually gave me something this good; I understand how good he is to me!]
Xia Ning: "..."
So, eighteen-year-old girls have no brains!
I remember back then... did I have one?
...
Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded.
Cheng Wan walked in, glanced at Qin Xun who was lying on the sofa, and placed some herbal tea for pregnancy stabilization on Xia Ning's desk.
"Little Xia, these are all teas that are good for your health."
Xia Ning glanced at Qin Xun, terrified that Cheng Wan's inexplicable show of kindness would arouse Qin Xun's suspicion.
She pretended to be very happy.
"Thank you, Sister Cheng!"
Qin Xun turned his head to look at Cheng Wan and noticed she gave him a deep look.
That look was as if she were looking at a... scumbag?
He thought he had misread it, didn't think too deeply about it, and continued lying on the sofa playing games.
He could hear his own voice looping endlessly in the office.
"You only smell my perfume, but you don't see my sweat..."
"You only smell my perfume, but you don't see my sweat..."
Over and over again, like a demonic melody ringing in his ears.
He was getting annoyed. A misstep caused the enemy to backstab him, and he died miserably. He hurriedly turned his head, wanting to glare at Xia Ning.
But he saw Xia Ning staring at the computer screen, her right hand gently covering her mouth, her eyes slightly red.
Qin Xun fell silent, not wanting to disturb her.
He understood Xia Ning's emotions.
In his past life, the first time he saw this advertisement, he was also stunned.
Back then, there were many catchy, brainwashing advertisements.
"Don't give gifts this holiday! Don't give gifts, oh don't give gifts! If you give gifts, only give Nao Bai Jin!"
"Oreo, twist it, lick it, dunk it, only Oreo!"
"I want O-Pao, I want O-Pao, oh oh oh oh oh..."
"Hey! Your Extra!"
"No, it's your Extra!"
"Tingmei, being a woman is beautiful!"
"Huirin Brand Shenbao, he is good, and I am good too!"
"Wash and be healthier!"
...
But those advertisements had to be heard over and over again to be remembered, and they felt stupid, even cringey, and some were even embarrassing.
Until "I Endorse for Myself" burst onto the scene.
It was high-class and had a grand vision.
At that time, Qin Xun drank this bowl of chicken soup for the soul, and immediately felt a surge of heroic spirit: "When poor, cultivate yourself; when successful, have a harem of wives and concubines."
Xia Ning was currently pregnant, a time when she was naturally fragile and sensitive.
Seeing this kind of chicken-soup-style advertisement would definitely touch her deeply.
Suddenly.
Qin Xun heard Xia Ning's voice, sounding a bit excited.
"Qin Xun, proceed according to the plan."
"Let's use the remaining 200,000 in funds for promotion right now and ask major influencers to repost our company's promotional video!"
She had originally wanted to see the playback results on Song Ying's Douyin before deciding whether to invest money.
Now, after watching it over and over, she was a bit hooked and couldn't wait to go all in!
Qin Xun kept playing his game without looking up.
"No need, don't waste the money."
"It's already generous of me not to charge them for reposting our promotional video, and they still want to fleece me?"
Xia Ning: "..."
She looked at Qin Xun and sighed.
"Not everyone is a silly girl like Song Ying."
Qin Xun ignored her; he was very confident.
Although Xia Ning was almost moved to tears watching this ad, she still didn't understand its power.
Back in the day, in his past life.
Relying on this advertisement, the founder of Jumei Youpin burst into the public eye, instantly becoming a youth idol who refused to yield to fate and started from scratch.
It propelled the company's rapid development; in less than three years, it went public in the United States, and at its peak, his net worth reached over 7 billion.
It would be no exaggeration to say that this was a multi-billion dollar advertisement.
Throwing such a nuclear-level advertisement into this era of short video dominance, given how easily things spread now, it would definitely cause a sensation in just a few days.
...
Xia Ning sent the video to the company's WeChat group and posted an announcement.
[Everyone at Oak Tree, per President Qin's request, please upload the company's promotional video to your own Douyin.]
[And invest 1,000 yuan in dou+, you can immediately get reimbursed by finance.]
[Within three days, the person with the most likes will be rewarded with a 3,000 yuan bonus.]
She turned to look at Qin Xun, who was still playing games, pondered for a moment, and added one more line.
[Those with fewer than 300 likes must do 100 push-ups!]
The like threshold for the last sentence was very low; it seemed like an unnecessary joke used to lighten the mood.
But Xia Ning knew.
In this company, there would be someone who couldn't do it!
Soon.
The replies below were neatly lined up.
[Received!]
[Received!]
[Received!]
...
Excluding the lazy Qin Xun, the other 35 people in the company each invested 1,000 in dou+, spending a total of 35,000, which could purchase 1.4 million in traffic.
Xia Ning heard the office outside suddenly become lively. She didn't stay idle either; she opened Song Ying's Douyin and found the company promotional video she had posted.
She directly invested 10,000 in dou+ and bought another 400,000 in traffic.
...
Far away in Beijing, Song Ying received a Douyin notification and saw that a user with the ID "XL" had invested 10,000 in dou+ for her.
She immediately guessed it was Xia Ning.
Not wanting to be left behind, she directly invested 20,000 and bought 800,000 in traffic.
She snorted coldly.
"Old woman, you still want to fight with me?"