Chapter 681: : One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers

When the green hills are full of snow, Jinghua, where the overall temperature is colder, has long been a world wrapped in silver.
No one thought that the first snow this winter would come so fiercely. Snow fell over most of the cities north of the river.
In the room, it was like spring, and the pot of daffodils on the windowsill was blooming quietly.
Two women in home clothes are making dumplings in front of the chopping board, laughing and talking while watching TV.
Outside the door, suddenly there was a creaking sound when a heavy snow was stepped on.
"Why did you come back so early today? Dinner is not ready yet."
Madam Jing Hong raised her head, smiled at her husband, and asked softly.
With thick snowflakes on Jing Hongming's shoulders, he saw that he had been walking in the snow for a long time.
The Chief Director, who never laughed and laughed in front of his subordinates, was actually a cold-hearted person. Seeing the bad road conditions, he refused to send him off from the private car driver, walked a full five kilometers, and went home by himself.
"There is no important work today. It is normal to come back early to accompany you."
Looking at Jiang Moran who immediately stood up, Jing Hongming smiled and answered his wife softly.
He didn't think it was nasty to say so.
It will not damage his cold-blooded reputation by guarding outsiders to speak like this.
At home, in front of his wife, he always said what he had.
"Ten, Uncle Ten, take your clothes off and give it to me. I, I will pat you."
I have lived at Jing Hongming's house for several days, but Jiang Moran couldn't help feeling nervous every time he saw Jing Hongming.
"No, I'll do it myself. You can be busy with you."
Jing Hongming shook his head, put on a cotton drag and walked out.
"Silently, you don't need to be cautious, your tenth uncle is cold-hearted."
Madam Jing Hong smiled and said: "He is a person, the more polite you are to him, he will think you are not real."
"I'm very honest. When the dean asked me to talk to me today and wanted to give me a load, I didn't refuse."
Jiang Moran chuckled and sat down again.
After an unfortunate marriage, this woman became more mature and smarter.
She knew very well that the reason why the dean wanted to burden her was to please Jing Hongming in a disguised form.
Jiang Moran could not refuse.
If she refuses, it means that Jing Hongming has an opinion on the dean ---- from now on, he won't want to sleep peacefully.
"I heard that when you were in Qingshan, you called it a surgical knife. Do it well and don't worry about the other things."
When Mrs. Jing Hong smiled faintly, Jing Hongming walked in: "Can we receive Dongsheng TV?"
Now the TV signal is super abnormal and strong, except for a few border areas, all satellite TVs in the country can basically receive it.
Madam Jing Hong slapped the flour on her hand and took the remote control: "Why do you care about Dongsheng TV?"
Jing Hongming sat on the sofa and held up his tea cup: "If some people don't intervene, CCTV can also see the South Group's commercial."
Jinghua Lin's family still intervened in the advertisement launched by Miss Helan's family after all.
However, they can only affect the two channels of CCTV Entertainment, Jinghua Satellite TV, and several local satellite TVs with great influence, but they have little influence on Eastern Satellite TV.
Jiang Moran, who had bowed his head to make dumplings, his eyes lit up when he heard the words "Southern Group" and looked up at the TV.
Coincidentally, as soon as Mrs. Jing Hong searched the Eastern Satellite TV, the advertisement of the Southern Group began.
The small lake when the sun sets, quietly like a mirror.
Low in the northeast of the small lake, the red maple leaves were separated, a tired face appeared, and he was taken aback, and then shouted: "Lake, lake! Saidi, we finally found the legendary Eastern Swan Lake!"
Two international travel friends who have gone through all the hardships ran out cheering, threw away their bags, and ran towards the lake.
But just before they ran to Swan Lake, several sharp whistles suddenly sounded, and many savages with spears roared out of the jungle.
The two international travel friends were immediately confused.
When they woke up, they had been skewered on sticks by wild people, and a bonfire was lit below.
Just as the two fellow travellers prayed desperately, God, the Virgin Mary saved them, the background music suddenly rose up, melodious and elegant.
A fairy walked over, facing the cool evening breeze, her white gauze skirt was blown up, her legs glowing with sexual colors, she moved lightly and gracefully, and moved towards Savages.
"I'm going, isn't this Concubine Exhibition?"
Qingshan, the scene behind the International Convention and Exhibition Center, among the tens of thousands of exhibitors wrapped in Kaihuang Group who sold cotton clothes at a loss, some were finally willing to look from the long legs of the supermodel to the screen on the big screen. advertising.
At the fashion festival, Crawford is a diva-level existence.
But in the Chinese film and television industry, the influence of the concubine Zhan on the people is not inferior to Crawford's reputation in the fashion industry.
Most people at the scene knew Crawford, but they basically knew what the concubine Zhan was doing.
"Hey, this is the goddess of my dreams!"
"Isn't this a concubine exhibition? I have seen one in the newspaper a long time ago. She almost never takes fashion advertisements. Especially this kind of stockings advertisements that feel charming!
"Damn it. Brothers still don't believe that Crawford can come to my Daqingshan show? Isn't it coming now?"
"Sister, what is the origin of this Southern Group? There are top international supermodels to help out, and the famous concubine Zhan makes an exception to shoot them stockings ads! I am really shocked, ah, ah!"
"Southern stockings, black and homesick."
When the concubine Zhan on the big screen lightly opened her vermilion lips, after uttering these eight words, the savages who had snatched the black silk also ran away.
He yelled: "Southern stockings, I miss home when it's dark. I want to go home, I want to go home!"
"Husband, I'm homesick."
The girl with a thousand yuan in a shabby yellow coat, the little bird nestled in her boyfriend's arms like a human, looked up at him, and said softly, winking.
"Well, we will go home now. Tomorrow, I will take you to the mall to buy the southern stockings that make you miss home."
Her boyfriend lowered her head, and when she kissed her forehead lightly, a scream burst out in her ears: "Fuck!"
The couple looked up in amazement and looked up on the stage.
They happened to see that Crawford, who had just walked onto the T-stage, had his slender left leg bent, the fingertip of his left little finger, and a light stroke on his knee.
Snapped!
A dubbing sound from the speaker immediately sounded, and the black thread wrapped around Crawford's beautiful leg suddenly burst like a balloon and disappeared.
Only, leaving a show leg, the fruit is in the air, in the sight of tens of thousands of people.
The big guy stayed.
After a while, the cry of a violent wind blew across the lake: "I'm going, what kind of stockings are these!?"
"Who can tell me? Where did the silk stockings go?"
"I like it! Dear Di, I want you to wear this kind of stockings!"
"Your sister, this is the true meaning of'Southern stockings, black and homesick'!"
Listening to the audience, the almost crazy roars, Boss Li, ah, no, it is Boss Li's handsome face, but it is almost dripping black, even blacker than the southern black silk.
She had known for a long time that Li Nanfang had vigorously developed a black silk technology after accepting the small broken factory.
He didn't hesitate to use his own name to name this black silk technique.
After hearing this advertisement, Boss Yue still sneered disdainfully on the surface: "What kind of black wire technology? Just your little broken factory, the little broken people, if you want hairless, what good products can you develop? Auntie, the reason why I strongly support your colleague is that you are my little nephew."
But when he saw the supermodel Crawford and the others, just swiping the black thread with his finger, the black thread burst and burst into unspeakable female charm, Yue Zitong knew that he was wrong.
Still wrong, very wrong!
A fool can also see that once this kind of black silk goes on the market, it will immediately be the favorite of deep-bowed women, including the spring girl, and become a tiger that blocks and kills the gods, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, and rolls the entire stocking industry.
For other hosiery companies far away from Daqingshan, the impact on the market will be smaller temporarily.
But she finally came up with some famous fairy stockings, and she would bear the brunt of her coexistence with the southern black silk and become the appetizer for this tiger to rush to the world.
Dead, don't be too miserable!
One mountain, no two tigers.
Once Qingshan has two well-known hosiery industries, those with absolutely advanced technology can eat the other side's market in the shortest time.
Suddenly realizing that he was wrong, Yue Zitong, who was particularly wrong, immediately felt a strong crisis.
She knew that if she didn't take effective measures quickly, she should lead a group of minions to squat at the door of the warehouse where the accumulation of disasters had been accumulated, crying without tears.
She used her life to invest all her wealth in exchange for a small amount of achievements, that is, the wind blows the eggshell, and the wealth is gone.
"Be sure to take the Southern Group as my own! Otherwise, I'm dead."
With a cold and harsh look, after flashing through Yue Zitong’s eyes, he grabbed the right hand of Chen Dali’s ear and immediately rotated 360 degrees: "Quickly, take me to see Li Nanfang! Dare to say half a word, I will Unscrew your ears!"
"Help, Boss Li!"
Chen Dali's miserable howl, Mao could not play a role in the screams of tens of thousands of spectators.
Even if you hear it, no one will care about it.
Instead, they would envy him.
It's not that any man can be qualified to be screwed by Boss Yue.
"This, this is the southern stockings?"
Every girl loves beauty.
It's the same with Lin Yiting.
She hates Li Nanfang, but she will never hate the fashionable black silk that can make women increase their charm in an instant.
She also stared blankly.
In front of her, she couldn't help but appear, wearing southern black silk, walking two steps shyly and timidly in front of Brother Fusu.
Can no longer control the greedy nature of taking black silk as his own.
The beauty ladies in the audience just wanted to buy southern black silk to wear.
Like Yue Zitong, Lin Yiting not only has to wear this kind of black silk, but also hopes to firmly grasp this technique in her own hands!
"Are you thinking that you can put the black silk technology in your bag?"
Just as Lin Yiting stared at the supermodels on the stage, deliberately showing off her coquettishness, so that the beautiful legs suddenly burst into the audience's sight, a gentle man's voice sounded in her ears.
"Yes."
After Lin Yiting answered subconsciously, she suddenly realized she turned around and looked at him: "Who are you?"
"I am Yang Xiao."
Yang Xiao raised his hand, combed the hair on the temples, and looked at the stage with a faint smile: "I also like this product. It's not as good as the two of us teamed up to grab Li Nanfang's factory, how about it?"
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