How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 304 Designed Personally
At 1 p.m., Zhang Wen left the high-end club in a Bentley.

After returning to the film studio, he did not go to the film set immediately, but instead went into a nearby print shop.

The print shop is small, with several printers and copiers neatly arranged, and various papers and consumables piled on the shelves, making the already cramped space seem even more confined.

Perhaps because of the hot weather, there were no customers in the store, only a male and a female employee sitting in front of the computer, one playing King of Glory and the other putting on makeup in front of the mirror.

"Can you make flyers?" Zhang Wen asked as he entered. He was preparing to make flyers for the art exam training center to begin this year's enrollment work.

Although he doesn't have time now, as he's on set during the day and writing the novel of the same name, "Perfect Days," at night, he has both money and manpower, so all he needs to do is be a good boss.

The world is so beautiful, life is so wonderful, how can we live for only a hundred or two hundred years?
Throughout history, the greatest wish of all those who have achieved great success is to live forever.

The allure of immortality was irresistible, even to emperors.

Others pursue immortality, but it's all unrealistic and impractical. However, he really has such an opportunity. As long as he can help his ancestor ascend to the heavens and return to his rightful place, taking him along is just a matter of lending a hand.

Even if he couldn't fly, his ancestors would surely grant him the small wish of living a few hundred or a few thousand years longer.

Before, when we were poor, we only thought about making money. Now that we have money, we naturally want to do our best for the sake of our ancestors.

It is believed that the ancestors bestowed so many methods and treasures upon him so that he could focus on solving the problem of continuing the family line without any worries.

"I can do it. Do you have a picture?" the female shop assistant asked while applying makeup.

"No, can't you design here?" Zhang Wen asked.

"Yes, I have many templates here, free to choose from. What do you want for your advertising?" The female clerk put the mirror and eyebrow pencil aside, then clicked the mouse rapidly, and soon a dense array of promotional templates appeared on the computer screen.

“Art Exam Training Center,” Zhang Wen said as he walked over.

"A training institution?" The female shop assistant looked around, then clicked on a picture. "How about this one?"

Zhang Wen glanced at it and then shook his head.

The design is too ordinary, just like those promotional flyers on the market, with nothing special about it.

Such flyers don't even make people want to look at them, so how can they attract students?

"And this one?" the female shop assistant asked again.

"generally."

"..."

The female shop assistant kept her finger on the arrow keys, turning right, right, and right again, while the pictures kept changing.
After looking at countless advertisements, a promotional template for "Grand Opening of XX Health Club" suddenly popped up, making Zhang Wen, who was frowning, feel a sense of relief.

"You've looked at all fifty templates, and still haven't found one you like?" the female shop assistant asked.

“These flyers of yours are all too ordinary, they have no unique features,” Zhang Wen said.

“If you want something unique, you can design it yourself. If you don’t know how to design, that’s okay too. Just tell me your ideas and I’ll add them for you,” the female shop assistant said.

"Okay, let me think about it."

Zhang Wen found a chair and sat down, pondering what kind of flyer design would attract attention, avoid rejection, and prevent it from ending up in the trash.

Furthermore, how can we fully showcase the characteristics of an art exam training center within a limited number of pages?

Having been a part-time expert with six years of experience distributing flyers, he quickly came up with an idea.

"Can you make advertising fans?" Zhang Wen asked.

In this hot weather, advertising fans are a good choice. Although the cost is a bit higher, the utilization rate is high, and is he short of money right now?
No!

What he lacks is incense offerings.

"Yes," the female shop assistant replied, finally perking up a bit, since advertising fans were more profitable than advertising flyers.

"I'll say a few slogans, and you can write them down."

"it is good."

The female shop assistant immediately opened Notepad on the computer and placed her hands on the keyboard.

Zhang Wen thought for a moment and said, "If you're looking for the best art exam training, look for Xingxiang near Beijing Film Academy. Celebrity teachers will personally teach you and help you realize your dream of entering the art world."

This was Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center's previous advertising slogan, except this time, they changed "professional teachers" to "celebrity teachers".

However, a single advertising slogan was clearly insufficient to accurately convey how good Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center was, so he thought for a moment and continued:

"The entrance exam for art students is shrouded in mystery, but Xingxiang will guide you."

“Celebrity alumni shared their insights on the exam, making the art exam no secret.”

"Come to Xingxiang Art Exam Training, unlock your potential for art exams, and embrace unlimited possibilities."

"With talent and a bright future, you're sure to excel in the art exams."

"Professional teaching and precise guidance will help you overcome all difficulties on your art exam journey."

"Elite faculty, meticulous craftsmanship, stepping into this place will allow your artistic talent to ignite from a spark into a prairie fire in the art exams."

"stop!"

The female shop assistant suddenly spoke up.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Wen asked, as he still had a lot to say to the art students.

"Handsome, aren't there too many promotional slogans?" the female shop assistant asked.

She had worked at this print shop for three or four years and made many flyers, but this was the first time she had ever seen so many promotional slogans written on a flyer.

Aren't you exaggerating a bit?
"Is it too much? I think it's alright," Zhang Wen said.

"If you write this much, there won't be any space left to introduce the school, let alone attach photos," the female shop assistant reminded her.

"No need!" Zhang Wen said after hearing this. In his opinion, all of that was meaningless. As long as there were enough slogans and they were brainwashing enough, even if people only remembered one of them, they would be unable to sleep.

He advertised not to let people know what Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center is like, but to let people know how awesome Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center is.

Seeing the customer's determined expression, the female shop assistant didn't know how to persuade him for a moment. However, it was simple for her because there was no need for design; she only needed to print the words on the fan.

Zhang Wen rattled off more than a dozen points in one breath, and naturally concluded with the phrase, "Full refund if you fail the art exam."

This statement is crucial. It not only demonstrates the training center's confidence but also attracts hesitant candidates. After all, most people who choose art exam training are usually worried about the school's teaching quality and fear that their expensive tuition fees will be wasted. He addresses this issue at its root, giving students peace of mind.

The female shop assistant looked at the entire screen full of promotional slogans and felt that the customer next to her had raved about how amazing the art exam training was.

Aren't you afraid that the contrast will be too great and you'll get beaten up by the students and their parents?

With skin this thick, even if you slap someone a few times, it probably won't hurt too much.

After memorizing all the promotional slogans, the female shop assistant opened a graphic design software and pasted the slogans onto a fan-shaped image.

"No, don't use white background with black text," Zhang Wen said after seeing it. "The background color and text color of adjacent slogans should not be the same; the greater the color contrast, the better..."

"Huh?" The female shop assistant was taken aback.

Shouldn't promotional materials for training institutions be as concise as possible?

If the colors are too bright and flashy, wouldn't it look tacky?

"Short slogans can be printed on one line, but be sure to separate the two slogans with a box..."

"No, have you ever tried a Yeyun latte? Yes, it's that kind of style, but even more colorful..."

"Go sit over there, let me do it..."

"..."

The female shop assistant said nothing, silently got up and stood aside, letting the customer do whatever she wanted.

Yes, she has defined the customer's behavior as causing trouble.

Is this something an art training center teacher would do?
The promotional leaflets from the art training institution have absolutely no artistic merit. Aren't they afraid of being laughed at if they distribute them?

Zhang Wen worked on the image for a while and quickly designed the front and back of the fan.

Admiring his own design, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Alright, that's enough." Zhang Wen stood up and made way for him.

"Fans up to 3,000 are 60 cents each, and over 3,000 are 50 cents each. How many do you need?" the female shop assistant asked blankly, as if she were just an emotionless work machine.

"What about more than ten thousand?" Zhang Wen countered.

"Uh, 45 cents." The female shop assistant thought for a moment and said. The largest order she had ever received before was 5,000, and she had never made 10,000 before.

As the old saying goes, small profits but quick turnover. If the other party can really order that much, it's okay to lower the price a bit.

"What about 20,000?" Zhang Wen asked again.

"Eight cents."

"Then let's start with 20,000," Zhang Wen said generously.

Having 300 million in hand gives you confidence in whatever you do; that's probably the power of money.

The female shop assistant's eyes lit up. She hadn't expected him to be such a big customer; she had really underestimated him.

"How many days will it take to get better?" Zhang Wen asked after paying.

"Come pick it up here in two days, or tell me an address and I'll deliver it to you," the female clerk said.

"Just send the fan to the address above," Zhang Wen said, then arranged a specific time before leaving the print shop.

The female shop assistant saw the customer to the door and said warmly, "Boss, I wish you a prosperous business. Please feel free to come back if you need anything in the future."

"Lend your auspicious words."

"..."

Zhang Wen returned to the film set, where filming had already begun.

He sat silently behind Director Han, his eyes fixed on the actors, but his mind was already planning the next move.

……

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

That evening, Zhang Wen told Bai Lu and left the film set alone, driving to the art exam training center.

The car sped along.

When he arrived at Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center, the female clerk from the printing shop had already arrived and was standing by the roadside looking around.

"Have you been waiting long?" Zhang Wen said as he took out his keys and opened the door.

"No, I just arrived too." The female shop assistant looked at the Maybach and answered politely. Then she waved to a van parked on the side of the road, and someone came out and opened the back of the van.

The advertising fans were packed in large cardboard boxes, a total of ten boxes, which filled the entire corridor.

Zhang Wen randomly opened a box, took out a few fans, and nodded in satisfaction upon seeing the fancy effect.

After the female shop assistant left, Zhang Wen moved the boxes to the second-floor office. When only two boxes remained, he put them directly into the trunk of the Maybach and drove away quickly.

If we don't leave now, it will be too late.

……

(End of this chapter)