December 24, Christmas Eve.
From morning on, the sky was dazzling white, and the sun was like the moon. Then it snowed, slowly and vertically. The dense snow flakes, like decorative white spots on a white gauze, hang white curtains to the mountains, to the snowy fir trees, to the manor that has lost its green.
In Britain, Christmas is a time for family reunion. In other words, for the British, Christmas is as important as the Chinese people treat the Spring Festival.
A red Christmas Sweater, a pair of brown coral velvet pants, a pair of warm slippers embroidered with Boleyn''s logo. Arthur yawned and walked lazily down the giant oak stairs.
As magnificent as a church, the huge and gorgeous main hall has become a Christmas theme hall. A balsam fir tree with a height of more than four meters has been set up in the middle of the hall.
Eddie, wearing a tight white turtleneck sweater and tight jeans, is directing Edmund and three waiters on a folding ladder to decorate the Christmas tree. The tree is decorated with colorful decorations and LED lights. I believe it will be beautiful when it lights up at night.
Eddie turned to look at Arthur who came to her, and said angrily, "what time is it? Why don''t you sleep until the afternoon and get up again?"
Arthur looked at Ai Demeng sitting on the high side, make complaints about his constipation. "He drank more than me last night. How could he be as good as nothing?"
Eddie rolled her eyes, glanced disdainfully, and said, "Paul has something to do with you."
"Well?" Arthur said softly and looked around. "Where are the Paul people?"
"It was still there Before Eddie had finished, a greeting came from behind.
"Good morning, Lord."
Arthur looked back and saw Paul, a well-dressed and meticulous housekeeper with well-dressed hair, came over with a smile and said, "good morning, Paul, what can I do for you?"
"Yes, Lord. The Christmas present for dunsford village this afternoon is ready. Would you like to check it out?" Paul said with a smile.
"I don''t worry about your business." Arthur was naturally very relieved of the steward Paul''s ability to handle affairs, but still said with a smile: "come on, let''s go and have a look at our Christmas carriage. It''s the first time for us to be Santa Claus and to deliver gifts. I''m really a little new."
As he was about to walk out, he heard Eddie yelling, "it''s cold outside, put on more clothes, etc.."
Arthur stopped and turned to see Eddie, who had taken out a Christmas scarf from somewhere and put it in his hand. Arthur said with a warm smile, "thank you. "
Eddie grunted and turned to continue directing people to decorate the Christmas tree.
While Arthur smiles and puts his scarf around his neck. Paul, the housekeeper, is very pleased to see the warm scene of Arthur''s brothers and sisters. He follows Arthur''s steps and walks out of the castle.
Against the wind and snow, Arthur breathed air and walked quickly into the stable. He saw the open carriage that had been filled with various gift boxes. He turned to Paul, the housekeeper, and said with a smile, "how many presents are there?"
"300 pieces. When we pass by in the afternoon, we will use another truck to transfer the remaining gifts. We will supplement them after the gifts on the carriage are distributed. Lord, would you like to inform the management of dunsford village..."
"No, this was meant to be a surprise for dunsford''s children. If you know in advance, what''s the surprise?"
Arthur patted the carriage, looked back at Paul with a smile and said, looking at the gifts on the carriage, he said with a profound meaning: "good reputation is more important than fame."
Steward Paul nodded his head seriously. He supported the young count''s proposal to dress up as Santa Claus and go to dunsford, the former territory of the Boleyn family, to send gifts to the children. Although he no longer has the power of jurisdiction and other territory, the old people there still have some feelings for the Bolin family.
The attitude of the Earls of the previous generation towards dunsford left little influence on the Boleyn family there, and the reputation of the Boleyn family was gradually declining. In order to make the Boleyn family regain its glory, it is necessary to have a good reputation.
A good reputation needs to be spread. Undoubtedly, Arthur wants to start from dunsford. As long as a group of people praise it from time to time, the reputation of the Boleyn family will spread far and wide.
To put it bluntly, it''s a show!
Arthur not only does not reject the show, but thinks that the entrepreneur who can''t make a show can never become a star entrepreneur, let alone a legend.
In fact, the business world is a full Vanity Fair. Any behavior, no matter what its name, can be quantified into data related to interests. The conclusion is that this is the egg under the commercial spirit!
Trust, respect and worship are the three realms of social recognition. Among them, respect is a kind of recognition that is eager to be confirmed, and it is the premise of forming a closer relationship between the two sides of cognition.
The respect of the public and the target customers means more possibility of adhesion and service. We should know that the public and public opinion together show their real influence on the business world.The reason why they can become star entrepreneurs is that they are very successful in strategic planning, operation and management. Their influence is the result of the pursuit of mass media. In fact, entrepreneurs often take the initiative to become star entrepreneurs.
Whether they are publishing books, making biographies, or making speeches everywhere, they are selling their values and social philosophy to the world, and shaping themselves into the image of entrepreneurs with "ideals, pursuits, and responsibilities".
This stardom of entrepreneurs not only spreads their corporate culture and values, but also belongs to advanced cultural marketing. We should know that the social influence of entrepreneurs is also a kind of enterprise capital. In the era of globalization, it has become a kind of core competitiveness.
It doesn''t cost much to be a Santa Claus and give Christmas gifts to the children. However, he can easily gain the favor and respect of dunsford residents without any trace, and re-establish his own and family influence there. It''s so simple, but also reaps a huge form. Arthur naturally will not let go.
"Clean up in the afternoon and you two will go to dunsford with me
At the lunch table, Arthur cut the steak with a knife and said to Eddie and Edmond, who were sitting on either side of the table.
Eddie, who was eating delicious food and watching the wonderful Christmas advertisement on TV, turned to Arthur and said, "if there is media, I will go. If not, you can go by yourself."
When he heard this, he shook his head. It was really a notice
"Idiot, this is the era of we media. With mobile phones, are you afraid that no one will report?" Edmond looked at Eddie in the opposite scornfully and sneered.
Eddie picked up a piece of bread and threw it into Edmond''s face. "Shut up, you idiot."
"Shepard, you..."
"Ding Ding -"
seeing another chaos and war breaking out, Arthur had no choice but to tap the wine glass with his fork, which made a crisp sound. He glared at Eddie and Edmond respectively, and said coldly, "don''t mess up my lunch!"
Edmund glared at Eddie and said to Eddie silently, "you wait for me!"
Arthur took up his glass of wine and took a sip. As he put down his glass, he decided, "in the afternoon, you must all go. This is the collective action of the Boleyn family. Since you want to enjoy the benefits of the family, you must protect the interests of the family."
"Hum!" Eddie curled his mouth and snorted in pride. It was tacit to Arthur''s decision.
"I refuse to wear a beard. It looks stupid. I don''t want to be laughed at by my classmates..." Edmond make complaints about his Tucao.
"Whatever you want," Arthur said helplessly
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