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The light poured in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the conference room, combining with the bright chrome steel frames to create a pattern of sunlight and shadows. They cast onto the dark solid wood conference table and the gray carpet, lightening the otherwise serious atmosphere.
Not far away, a fireplace simulated by cutting-edge technology creates the illusion of burning wood, emitting a warm and tranquil atmosphere.
The table is covered with carefully designed reports, colorful notebooks, and tasteful fountain pens.
Each item reflects a high level of professionalism and rigor in the business, even the sticky notes thrown in the corner are used to record important thoughts and inspiration.
Chen Yifan (Evan) stared closely at the projection screen in front of him, which was playing the advertising proposal he had carefully crafted over the entire weekend.
Wearing a light wool suit, he looks fashionable yet elegant. His facial expression is both focused and serious, revealing a hidden tension as this proposal will determine the next milestone in his career.
The next day, in the company's meeting room.
"I believe that this advertising strategy will greatly enhance the visibility and appeal of our brand," his colleague, a young and promising designer named Tom, spoke up, stirring the atmosphere.
At the other end of the conference table sat the general manager, Mark. He wore a pair of exquisite gold-framed glasses, and his carefully groomed beard displayed his mature masculine charm.
Mark nodded in response to the advertisement proposal projected on the screen, then turned his gaze to Evan.
"Mr. Chen, this advertising proposal is indeed impressive. But I have a question. The target market for this advertisement is families. As a single male, do you think you have enough sensitivity to this market?"
Evan's heart sank, such questioning had never occurred before.
He recalled numerous successful proposals and cases where the company's profits doubled, but this time he was being questioned due to his personal unmarried status and abilities.
But he immediately adjusted his posture and expression, and replied lightly, "Sensitivity and professionalism do not just come from personal experience, but from a deep understanding of the market and human nature. For this proposal, I have referenced a large amount of data and research, and conducted in-depth interviews with consumers from different family backgrounds."
Mark smiled slightly, seeming very satisfied with Evan's response.
"General Manager Mark, this question is very meaningful. However, I believe that sensitivity is not related to one's life situation, but more to observation and understanding. I may not have a family, but I have many friends and family around me in different family situations, which allows me to observe and understand the needs of the family market from multiple perspectives."
Mark smiled slightly, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.
"Very good, I like your answer. In this diverse society, we cannot rely solely on our own experiences to make judgments. After all, the purpose of advertising is to touch people's hearts, and the human heart is changeable and diverse."
Evan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he was not only defending himself, but also defending his unique views on love and family.
"Thank you for your understanding, General Manager Mark. I will continue to work hard to ensure that this proposal truly resonates with our target market."
After the meeting, Evan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the bustling Taipei cityscape outside. In his heart, he understood that whether it's love or career, nothing will be smooth sailing. But at least in this moment, he felt that he was on the right path.
At this moment, he sent a Line message to Michelle through his phone: "How about dinner together tonight? I have some things I want to talk to you about."
Michelle immediately replied: "Of course, looking forward to hearing what you have to say."
"Do you really think my marital status would affect my judgment on advertising strategies?" Evan asked Michelle helplessly as they both sat on high stools in the pantry, their coffee already cold in their cups.
Michelle turned the chair towards him, her gaze piercing through the steam of the coffee as she said, "This is unfair, but it's also the reality of Taiwanese society. Everyone thinks that unmarried people have problems or some kind of emotional deficiency."
"But I've been in advertising for so many years and have never faced discrimination because of being unmarried. This really confuses me," Evan said, glancing at his watch and realizing it was almost 8 o'clock in the evening.
He held Michelle's hand and said affectionately, "You know, behind all these dazzling advertisements, there is a story. Every successful story comes with a price. The price of not getting married, we should also seriously consider, but that doesn't mean we don't care about love or commitment."
Michelle gazed into the distance, as if seeing through the soul of the city, with a tone that was half doubtful and half self-questioning, "So, are we also paying some kind of price by doing this?"
"Definitely," Evan responded, his voice carrying a subtle melancholy. "Every choice comes with a cost, but the key is how much we are willing to pay for it, how much we are willing to endure."
Michelle looked at Evan, his face appearing more mature in the light of the night. Between his brows seemed to hide countless stories and experiences. She tightly held his hand, as if seeking some kind of spiritual support.
"Are you worried that we might end up like those broken families and failed marriages we've seen?" Michelle asked.
Evan paused for a moment and then replied earnestly, "Not exactly. I'm worried that we might miss out on something because we're too insistent on our own perspectives and choices."
Michelle's heart tightened as she realized this was a rather serious topic, one that could potentially affect the future direction of both of them.
"We need more time to think, to feel," Michelle finally said. "Anyway, I'm glad we could have this kind of sincere conversation, to find a corner of our own in this ever-changing city."
Evan smiled and nodded, "Me too, Michelle. Whatever the future holds, at least we are real and honest with each other now."
On that night filled with countless lights, the two of them found a space of their own, a space filled with questions but also possibilities. They both understood that choosing not to marry might come with its own costs, but the true meaning of love and commitment goes far beyond the constraints of marriage.
"No matter what choices and outcomes we may face," Evan looked at Michelle affectionately, "I want you to know that our experience together is the most unforgettable in my life."
Michelle nodded with a smile, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions - love, concern, and endless anticipation for the future.
"I feel the same way, Evan. No matter how our paths may diverge, all of this is an important part of my life."
At that moment, their eyes met, like two parallel lines finally finding their point of intersection.
Tall buildings, neon lights, and the hustle and bustle of pedestrians all temporarily fade away, leaving only their most sincere feelings in their hearts.
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