Li Zhiqiang, an employee of Tianyu Advertising Co., Ltd.

I have worked conscientiously at Tianyu Advertising Co., Ltd. for five years. Although my salary has increased every year, prices have also increased.

The most important thing is that Li Zhiqiang suddenly discovered that housing prices seemed to have risen a bit!

The housing prices in third-tier cities like Mingyang City are about to exceed my ability.

Li Zhiqiang regrets that he did not bite the bullet and buy a house when he was single. Now he can only rent a house with his wife, so he can only work overtime at the risk of his life.

He worked hard for that little overtime pay!

It seems that the boss is aware of this and has taken note of Li Zhiqiang's condition. Over the past year, Li Zhiqiang's work load has become increasingly heavier.

He is a planner in the company, and to put it bluntly, he plays the role of Party A’s son.

Under the bright light, Li Zhiqiang was sweating profusely while talking to the phone and kept explaining:

"Are you still not satisfied with this plan?"

"What do you think doesn't work? Can I change it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a somewhat arrogant middle-aged woman's voice sounded from the microphone:

"That video of yours was made with love editing? It was all edited with love, and you're going to show me this thing?"

ah?

Li Zhiqiang looked confused, not knowing what the customer was talking about, but in order not to have his bonus deducted this month, he could only apologize quickly:

"I'm really sorry. I'll make the video again later."

"Do you have any other requests?"

"What about the pictures? What are the pictures made of?"

The woman's voice continued to sound, and her tone still had Party A's unique aggressive tone.

"The pictures are made with PS, so you can rest assured that they will be absolutely professional and will not involve any copyright disputes."

Li Zhiqiang hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, but he was rudely interrupted by Party A on the other side of the phone just halfway through his words:

"PS? Are you using PS to make pictures for me? Isn't that too unprofessional?"

"Re-do it! Use Photoshop. I asked the advertising companies in Beijing and they all use Photoshop."

"Also, what is your font?"

"What is the black thing? Change it for me. I want the feeling of a Fortune 500 company. It should be simple yet complex, with a strong sense of contrast and rich colors."

"You must give it to me tomorrow morning!"

Toot toot…

As soon as the request was made, the other party hung up the phone rudely.

Huhuhu...

Listening to the busy tone coming from the phone, Li Zhiqiang breathed heavily.

Where the hell did this idiot come from?

PS is not professional, should I use photoshop?

A few black words need to be simple yet complex, and they also need to be rich in color?

Can you tell me how to make black characters colorful?

The veins in the corners of Li Zhiqiang's eyes bulged. He had no doubt that if he had a kitchen knife now, he would definitely chop at the customer severely.

Of course...the pictures that appeared in his mind were just obscene.

He knows very well what kind of revenue this big customer can bring to the company, and what impact it can have on his bonus.

He has encountered many such customers.

When was it not like Sun Tzu, who endured the criticism of these laymen?

There is no way. Seeing that housing prices are getting higher and higher, if we don’t work hard now, we will really not be able to afford it in two years.

call……

Taking a deep breath, Li Zhiqiang forced himself to calm down and looked at the computer screen with dull eyes.

After all, he had no idea where to start.

"Xiao Li, what are you thinking about there?"

At this moment, the boss Chen Tianxiang's voice sounded behind him, which scared Li Zhiqiang and stood up quickly.

This boss likes to peek at his employees to see if they are slacking off, so he cannot misunderstand that he is trying to get overtime pay.

"Mr. Chen, I just hung up the phone with the client and was thinking of a plan."

"Haha, I know, I know everything."

"Xiao Li, you are still hardworking enough, work hard, I am optimistic about you!"

Chen Tianxiang smiled and patted Li Zhiqiang's shoulder. He didn't know why Li Zhiqiang suddenly felt that the air around him had become cold, and the smile on Mr. Chen's face seemed a little strange.

"I see all your efforts."

"Although it's not the day to pay wages yet, I decided to give you an extra bonus!"

However, what Chen Tianxiang said next made Li Zhiqiang overjoyed!

bonus?

Why are you so desperate?

Situation? Struggle? Career?

Go to hell, I just want to make some money!

Looking at Chen Tianxiang with a look of surprise, Li Zhiqiang could clearly see Chen Tianxiang put his hand into his pocket, took out a pile of banknotes, and stuffed it directly into his hand.

The heavy sense of solidity made Li Zhiqiang's face show an expression of surprise.

He looked down subconsciously, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

All the money in his hand is hell coins!

Looking at Chen Tianxiang with an ugly expression, Li Zhiqiang felt that his dignity was being trampled on, but he still suppressed his anger and asked:

"Mr. Chen, what do you mean?"

"April Fool's Day isn't here yet, so there's no need to make such an unfortunate joke."

"Hehehehe..."

Looking at Li Zhiqiang who was suppressing his anger, Chen Tianxiang laughed strangely.

As his laughter sounded, the air around him became colder.

During this process, Chen Tianxiang's originally wealthy appearance began to become ferocious.

A large number of hideous wounds appeared on the skin, as if it had been scratched by a sharp knife.

A blood hole formed by being penetrated by a sharp object appeared on his forehead, and blood gurgled out.

His neck was twisted weirdly, and his head was hanging there helplessly.

"Li Zhiqiang, aren't you willing to sacrifice your life for me?"

"Just use this money to buy your life!"

With a ferocious smile, Chen Tianxiang suddenly stretched out his hands and pinched Li Zhiqiang's neck, and his sharp nails suddenly scratched his skin.

Facing the sudden and terrifying changes, Li Zhiqiang's face was filled with fear.

He wanted to struggle, but he found that he couldn't do it at all.

The cold aura made him feel as if he was frozen, unable to move at all.

The force on his neck became stronger and stronger, and his breathing became harder. His brain was in a state of hypoxia, with only one year left.

"Am I going to die?"

"Is Chen Tianxiang a ghost?"

Just when Li Zhiqiang's consciousness became blurred, a stranger's voice suddenly came from the direction of the office door.

"Did you see that?"

"That is a ghost in the popular sense!"

"When spiritual energy is revived to a certain extent, the power of the spiritual world continues to penetrate into the human world, and occasionally the deceased will become a ghost by chance."

"Rather than a real person dying like a lamp going out."
Chapter completed!