Zhu Xianling snorted and said, "Where does the fairy come from human nature? If you have a little human nature, why don't you agree to my conditions? You will also give your advertising fee to others. Can't you give me it?"

Dai Jialang knew that Zhu Xianling was like Zhou Lin, both of the young lady's temper. Not to mention himself, even Zhou Jiyao might not be able to listen to Zhou Jiyao's words. If he wanted to get Zhou Lin out, he could only meet Zhu Xianling's requirements.

"Where did you come from the advertising company?" Dai Jialang asked after hesitating for a while.

Zhu Xianling said angrily, "Will I not register a family? No matter how poor my family is, I will not be unable to register an advertising company." After that, for some reason, he actually lay on the armrest of the sofa and cried.

Dai Jialang was stunned and said with a puzzled look on his face, "Why are you crying? Who is provoking you again?"

Zhu Xianling wiped his tears and whimpered, "I cry, what does it have to do with you?"

Dai Jialang was immediately amazed and laughed. To be honest, although Zhu Xianling and Zhou Lin were both 25 and 26 years old, they were spoiled since childhood and were actually still young girls and had never grown up.

To be honest, if Zhu Yunlu hadn't had his business gone bankrupt, how could a young lady like Zhu Xianling have thought of running an advertising company? It seems that she is still a little motivated.

However, although she hated Zhou Lin, she was her best friend after all. Since she had not even told her about this person in the Public Security Bureau, there must be hidden information. If she hadn't been desperate, she would definitely not have made this deal with her.

Perhaps, she believed that she would definitely agree to her conditions in order to save Zhou Lin, so that she would save her face, at least she did not ask herself to do things for her, which might be her final dignity.

However, Dai Jialang still suspected that Zhu Xianling was using tears to win his sympathy, so he said lukewarmly, "My advertisements are not those dog skin plasters posted on the street. They must be designed and creative. In the future, even CCTV may have to broadcast them. Do you have this ability?"

Zhu Xianling did not make a sound, stood up and walked over and turned on the light, then threw a folder on the coffee table in front of Dai Jialang, and said, "This is a series of publicity posters I have made for Zhoujia Town when I was bored recently. I had already seen it when the town party secretary came to his house last time. He said he was going to use it."

Dai Jialang was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, Zhu Xianling had done some preparations. However, he did not open the folder and snorted, "Do you think he really praises you? It's just for the sake of the chairman's face."

Zhu Xianling was not angry and said, "No matter whether he is perfunctory or not, you can take a look first."

Dai Jialang hesitated for a while, sat up, snatched out the cigarette butts in the ashtray, and then opened the folder, and saw five or six color-printed posters inside.

The first one looks like an ancient battle flag, with a flag flying on an ancient city with a big word "Zhou".

In fact, Dai Jialang knows nothing about advertising creativity and graphic design. He only thinks that Zhu Xianling’s posters are very good-looking, and it is hard to say what their meaning is.

"You drew these?" Dai Jialang asked a little disbelief.

Zhu Xianling said angrily, "What? Do you think it was copied and pasted on the computer? This is all drawn by me. I have loved art since I was a child. If I hadn't been an actor, I would have wanted to take the Academy of Fine Arts."

Dai Jialang looked at the posters carefully and felt that the patterns on them looked beautiful. Of course, he had some skills at his level. He was surprised for a moment. He didn't expect that Zhu Xianling, who was called a vase by Zhou Jiyao, could paint.

"The problem is that in the future, our company's advertising should be mainly film and television, and such posters are not available." Dai Jialang questioned after reading the poster.

Zhu Xianling snorted and said disdainfully, "A company's advertising is not just about film and television. It is a complete visual communication system, and it also includes graphic design, image planning, corporate culture, company's old dogs, etc. Have you seen the yearbook published by my godfather's company every year? It can be regarded as an advertisement and also a reflection of corporate culture."

When it comes to Zhou Jiyao's company's yearbook, Dai Jialang is so angry that he will be so angry that his niece Wang Mei's naked cover will appear in his mind.

He knew that this matter must have nothing to do with Zhou Lin and Zhu Xianling. If they hadn't been instigated by the two of them, Wang Mei and Zhou Xin would not have been used by Zhou Xin.

"So you have quite researched in this regard?" Dai Jialang asked a little maliciously.

Zhu Xianling hesitated and said, "I can't say about research, but I'm quite interested in this. If we can cooperate, I promise to make a work that satisfies you."

Dai Jialang stared at Zhu Xianling for a while, and said with a smile, "If I want to put a photo of you bare butt on the cover of my company's yearbook, I wonder if you would like it or not?"

Zhu Xianling was stunned, then blushed and said angrily, "Are you deliberately humiliating me?"

Dai Jialang said innocently, "How can this be called humiliation? Haven't you read the chairman's company's yearbook last year? There is a bare-ass woman on it. I heard that it's your creativity."

Zhu Xianling was stunned and stood there for a long time without making any sound.

Dai Jialang waved his hand, fell on the sofa again, and said weakly, "You don't want to make any sacrifices for my company."

Zhu Xianling seemed to have guessed Dai Jialang's intention and said ruthlessly, "If you think that is really necessary, I will consider it then.

The cover of the yearbook you mentioned last year was actually an artistic photo. Only those with dirty mentality were imaginative. Although the chairman later asked Zhou Xin to replace the cover, it was more popular to print it in the early stage."

Dai Jialang certainly understood that Zhu Xianling was mocking his dirty heart, but he pretended not to understand and said, "I asked the chairman to change the cover. How can a woman turn the back on her back? Don't you understand that business people are most afraid of luck? If it were my company to do the yearbook, I would ask her face to face out."

Zhu Xianling said hatefully, "Will that become a pornographic publication?"

Dai Jialang retorted, "That depends on your creativity. Can't you make it a work of art?"

Zhu Xianling fainted and said angrily, "If you don't talk about these things now, do you just say whether you are willing or not?"

Dai Jialang lay there and hesitated for a while, and finally said reluctantly, "Even if you have this intention for the time being, you don't need to set up an advertising company. At that time, my company will naturally have a department responsible for publicity. If you can do it, I can let you take responsibility."

Zhu Xianling stared at Dai Jialang and asked, "What? Do you want me to work for you?"

Dai Jialang sat up and said angrily, "What? Do you feel embarrassed to work for me? I just said that this is just an intention. If you are not competent, I can find someone else."

Zhu Xianling hesitated for a while, as if weighing the pros and cons, and finally said, "I won't get a dead salary."

Dai Jialang snorted and said, "Whether you get a dead salary depends on your ability. Look at Yu Houhong, her annual income is over one million. If you have her ability, I will still give you such treatment, I am afraid that you are just a vase."

After saying that, he seemed to be afraid that Zhu Xianling would not be able to get up and down, so he hurriedly added, "Of course, there are also valuable vases. I can bid for an annual salary of 300,000 yuan for your level."

Zhu Xianling sat there with a blushing face and his chest was undulating for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, even if it's an intention. If I can do it, don't break your promise."

Dai Jialang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not alone in the company. As long as everyone thinks that the advertisements you make are good, I will definitely use you."

He paused, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a sip, and asked, "You can tell now, who actually put the drugs in Zhou Lin's apartment?"

Zhu Xianling bit his lips and was silent for a while, and said, "If I say it, you can't say it was what I said at that time."

Dai Jialang said strangely, "What are you afraid of? Why didn't you tell the police?"

Zhu Xianling hummed, "If I say it, my godmother will definitely not pay attention to me anymore. I don't want to offend her."

Dai Jialang was stunned and then seemed to understand why Zhu Xianling was worried. To be honest, although Zhu Yunlu and his daughter were close to the Zhou family, this was mainly because of Zhu Yunlu’s mistress identity.

Even though Zhu Xianling and Zhou Lin are like sisters, they still feel like they are living under someone else's roof. She dares to offend anyone, but she just doesn't dare to offend the Zhou family.

Although Zhou Xin is just Jiang Biyun's adopted son, after all, she has been in the Zhou family for so many years, and even Zhu Xianling may know about the ambiguous relationship between Zhou Xin and Jiang Biyun, so she is afraid of being a lie and dare not call Zhou Xin out, so she is naturally worried that Jiang Biyun will blame her.

I guess Zhu Xianling should have told Zhu Yunlu about this, but Zhu Yunlu chose to remain silent. Even Zhu Yunlu didn't want to offend Jiang Biyun, let alone Zhu Xianling. What's more, Zhu Xianling hated Zhou Lin after being arrested.

"Zhou Xin?" Dai Jialang said in surprise.

Dai Jialang obviously guessed it right because Zhu Xianling didn't say anything.

"Why is this bastard trying to harm Zhou Lin?" Dai Jialang asked angrily.

Zhu Xianling shook his head and said, "He didn't intend to frame Xiaolin."

"Then how did you know where Zhou Xin placed the drugs? Do you have any evidence?" Dai Jialang asked.

Zhu Xianling hesitated and said, "Although I don't have direct evidence, I know it must be him hiding there. However, he didn't intend to frame Xiaolin."

Dai Jialang said in surprise, "Does Zhou Xin also take drugs?"

Zhu Xianling shook his head and said, "He doesn't take drugs, but he seems to be doing this kind of business."

Dai Jialang was surprised and said, "Do you mean he is selling drugs?"

Zhu Xianling nodded and said, "It should be like this."

Dai Jialang stared at Zhu Xianling and said, "What does this mean? Is it just your guess?"

Zhu Xianling hesitated and said, "Axin didn't know that Xiaolin was taking drugs before, but later they slept together, and he knew about Xiaolin taking drugs."

Dai Jialang was surprised and said, "What? Zhou Xin and Zhou Lin sleep?"

Zhu Xianling gave Dai Jialang a blank look and said angrily, "What's so strange about this? They have been sleeping together for a day or two."

"Does my godmother know about this?" Dai Jialang asked.

Zhu Xianling shook his head and said, "Shouldn't you know?"

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Chapter completed!