When Zhao Yuanjia opened his eyes, the last words of his previous life were still lingering in his mind - Party A said "make the logo bigger".
When I woke up again, it was already the fifth year of Yuanfeng in the Northern Song Dynasty. There is a dilapidated house in Jieshen Lane, Bianjing. The roof is leaking light, the walls are peeling off, and the rice jar is bottomed out. Total net worth: seven cents.
In my previous life, I worked in an advertising company as a brand planner for six years, and the cases I handled started at least 5 million yuan. In this life, seven cents is enough to buy seven cooking cakes. Or a bowl of plain noodles, add an egg, and find two coins.
Not to buy pancakes. He was going to spend the seven cents to see if he could buy the whole street.
