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"I know," Wang Wei muttered, her head lowered, wishing she could hide her face in the rice. Her voice was as quiet as a mosquito’s hum.

The mind of a young girl is the most complex: bold yet innocent, immature yet sophisticated.

Listening to the clatter of eating from across the table, she occasionally stole glances, wondering to herself, did I misunderstand him?

This boy is really different; no wonder Tang Yuchan trusts him.

"Ah," Wang Wei said, her face flushing as she lifted her head.

Her heart was pounding, but her eyes showed an indescribable determination, "I’ve always had some ideas, but when I talk to my dad, he just says I should prioritize my studies. Can you listen to them?"

"Speak," Shen Dong said, finishing the last mouthful of his meal and placing his bowl on the table with a formal air.

Delighted at the response, Wang Wei didn’t care about the rice stuck to the corner of her mouth as she spoke very seriously, "My dad’s company spends tens of millions on advertising every year, just buying billboards in prime locations.

And hiring celebrities to endorse, I’ve always felt it’s not right. The fundamental purpose of advertising is to spread the word, and the most effective method is word of mouth."

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"No matter how many people see a billboard, it’s still an inanimate object. Even if many people see it every day, it only leaves a vague impression in their minds."

"But if we change the approach, take my dad’s company for example, their advertising budget was over forty million the year before last."