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Chapter 113
Visiting a cooperative company is more complicated than Song Yuran imagined. He can clearly explain some people, but he has to go around in circles or not make it clear. You have to guess.
After a few days, Song Yuran felt that her brain was spinning faster than before, and she could deal with the other party's unexpected questions at any time.
Before she could catch her breath, the company convened several department heads for a meeting, and the theme revolved around several shopping websites that have emerged recently.
Song Yuran, who had just become familiar with business operations, was dropped from work not long after the meeting started.
"Recently, new shopping platforms have emerged in the market one after another. Among them is a platform called 'Lanke'. The drainage method is similar to our original model. It uses low-price discounts to attract users to register. In just one month, the number of registered users has exceeded one million. ThisThe development trend cannot be underestimated.”
As soon as Lei Hai finished speaking, he cast his eyes on Song Yuran's face, and continued, "Xiao Song, the traffic of our website has declined recently, and this is the responsibility of your operation department. It is very appropriate to entrust this matter to you.Let the big guys see your outstanding work ability."
What a compliment.
Song Yuran smiled wryly in her heart, but on the surface she could only express her gratitude for the company's trust, and took on the task with sincerity and trepidation.
But in fact...she doesn't even know where Lanke came from.
The advantage of a great leader is that as long as there is an order, the people below will have to solve the matter even if they want to break their heads all night.
As a small director, Song Yuran could only return to the department after the meeting, then turn around and call the people in the department to hold a meeting, and distribute the tasks assigned by the superior.
"Within three days, each group has to come up with a plan and submit it."
The meeting had been going on for a long time, and when came out of the meeting room, the window was already getting dark.
After returning to the office, Song Yuran didn't delay a moment, opened the webpage and searched for 'Lanke'.
This website was established a month ago, and it is still in the drainage period. New users who register can enjoy choosing a product for a penny, and the most expensive value is dozens of dollars.
It can be said that it is a complete copy of Pintao's journey, but Lanke's gifts are more expensive.
In the past, Song Yuran would be very happy with such wool, but now that his identity has changed, he only has a sense of crisis for such an opponent who is willing to spend money.
She roughly took a look, and the products in Lanke covered almost all kinds of categories like Pintao, but they were all small shops without a few big brands.
However, based on the development journey of Lanke, believe that it will develop into a large brand in the near future.
The terrible thing is that Pintao and the brand have not signed an exclusive sales right, which means that as long as the conditions offered by other platforms are good enough, other brands may also choose to synchronize their products to other platforms to earn double money.
How to maintain the position of Pintao e-commerce leader while retaining the brand is her current top priority.
Once again, didn’t get off work until eight o’clock in the company. Since came to the new company, can’t fish and chat at work, and there are a lot of things to do, so the time flies very fast.
Often in the blink of an eye, everyone outside is off work, and she only realizes that it is already off work.
After coming out of the company, she looked up at the sky. There was no moon tonight, and the sky was pitch black. She let out a long sigh.
"so tired."
As far as the current work intensity is tormenting the spirit, let alone falling in love, I am too tired to move my fingers when I get home.
For dinner, I pack a simple meal on the road, and when I get home, I just have a bite and I'm done.
As usual, she returned to the apartment with her dinner in hand. When the elevator door opened, she could still see a wide and long corridor. The corridor lights were always on no matter morning or evening, which made people feel safe.
The room she lives in is at the end of the corridor, and there is a window at the end, on which there are potted plants planted by the cleaning aunt, which is very pleasing to the eye when the natural light comes in during the day.
She walked inside step by step, stepping on the tiles and making a clicking, clicking, clicking sound.
There are no more than ten households on each floor, and there are no more than a few. It's just that Song Yuran has lived in it for almost a week since he moved in, so he didn't see the neighbors on this floor in the corridor.
She even wondered if she was the only one living on this floor.
Halfway through the walk, her footsteps paused. Among those doors that were always closed, one of the doors was open tonight?
This is quite new. It turns out that there are other residents on this floor.
Song Yuran was full of inner activities, but on the surface, she walked through the door without looking sideways, and walked straight to her room.
Before she could reach the door, she suddenly heard a scream in the empty corridor, which made her heart skip a beat in fright.
The conditioned reflex looked at the door passing behind her, and then she saw a person backing out from that door, the person was holding high heels in his hand, looking frightened.
The man turned his head to meet her gaze, and the moment he saw his face clearly, Song Yu was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Chen?"
"..." Chen Qiu was still in shock, as if seeing a savior, and asked, "Are you afraid of bugs?"
A minute later, Song Yuran saw the cockroach that made Chen Qiu scream, and it swaggered into the empty box on the shoe cabinet.
Almost as a conditioned reflex, she picked up a slipper and raised her hand to force it. The cockroach that was domineering one second lost its soul the next.
"Dead." Song Yuran said calmly, "Cockroaches tend to leave eggs after death. You'd better throw the box into the trash can outside."
"Okay." Chen Qiu was still in shock. He said that he was going to get the box, but when he stretched out his hand, he realized that he was still holding the high-heeled shoes that were used as a weapon, and his face was extremely embarrassing.
Seeing Chen Qiu's appearance, it didn't match the vigorous and resolute image in the company. She tried her best to pinch her thigh to hold back her laughter, "Mr. Chen, are you afraid of cockroaches?"
"I'm not afraid." Chen Qiu frowned, "I just feel disgusted."
"Oh, okay." Song Yuran looked at the slippers in his hand, and said, "I suggest you throw away these slippers, because the soles of the shoes hit cockroaches."
"thank you."
Song Yuran smiled, and after doing good deeds, she returned home with her own dinner. She was indeed a little hungry.
After returning home and having dinner, suddenly realized that was neighbor with Chen Qiu?But after thinking about it, since it is a house allocated by the company, it is normal to meet colleagues.
After eating and taking a shower, Song Yuran, who was lying on the bed exhausted, usually fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, but tonight she still had a little time before going to bed.
She clicked on Huo Qingzhi's profile picture immediately. The last conversation was still on the day she moved, and then she started to go to work. There was no time to have a good chat with her.
[Song Yuran]: Are you asleep?
The other party didn't reply quickly, she turned to look at her dynamics.
In the past few days, Huo Qingzhi only posted a post, which was a photo of food. Although there was only food, it was not difficult to see that it was a meal for two.
with who?Song Yuran subconsciously guessed, thinking of the possibility of Cheng Xiu, felt a little sour.
Thinking about it now, she doesn't regret her decision to temporarily separate from Huo Qingzhi.
Rationally speaking, Su Zhouyun's concept of hierarchy is not unreasonable in today's society. An outstanding person like Huo Qingzhi should be matched with an outstanding person.
Even in the original book, the scumbag who entrapped her was a very good-looking and excellent person.
As for herself, she was originally a very ordinary person. Huo Qingzhi could stay with her without minding other people's opinions and tolerate her unconditionally, but she couldn't.
She didn't want Mr. Huo's other half to be a useless trash who could do nothing. Once a knot formed in his heart, if he didn't smooth it out, one day it would grow into an obstacle between them.
But she knew very well that if she changed her job, she would be busier than before, and would even be so busy that she would have no time to fall in love. When Huo Qingzhi wanted someone to accompany her, who would accompany her?
Life is so short, she can't selfishly let Huo Qingzhi wait for her, at least she gives her the right to choose during the window period.
The phone vibrated, making Song Yuran recover from the photo.
[Huo Qingzhi]: I just took a shower
Song Yuran's fingers were quick, and he replied "Me too", and then added after a pause.
[Song Yuran]: I'm so busy with work these days, I just fell asleep after taking a shower.
Immediately afterwards, I posted an emoji of a dog soaking in the rain, explaining why I have been diving these days.
Soon, Huo Qingzhi sent an emoji of touching the dog's head, but he didn't know where he found it.
[Song Yuran]: There are quite a lot of expression packs
[Huo Qingzhi]: I saw it in the group and saved it
Song Yuran replied with a dry "Oh", she paused, trying to make her words look calm and breezy.
[Song Yuran]: I see that you have gone to have a big meal these days
[Huo Qingzhi]: I chatted with Yi Qiao all night
Seeing this reply, Song Yuran's frowning unconsciously relaxed, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.
She tapped the on-screen keyboard, typing a complete sentence letter by letter.
[Song Yuran]: Oh~~I will visit you in Watson tomorrow afternoon~Mr. Huo
As the first resident brand, Huasen is naturally the guest of Pintao. In the past few days, she has visited all the cooperative companies, but Huasen is the last one to visit.
It's not that he doesn't want to face Huo Qingzhi, it's the same as leaving what he likes for last when eating.
[Huo Qingzhi]: Oh, you made an appointment with my secretary?
Of course the appointment was made, and Xiao Wang had already reported the result of the appointment. Now that Mr. Huo said this, it was even more teasing.
Song Yuran thought for a while, and replied: Can I make an appointment now, I will line up with the number plate of love.
Immediately afterwards, he sent the emoji of the dog in the rain.
It took nearly a minute for the other end to send a reply, which was also an emoji.
The dog in the rain had an umbrella over his head.
The corners of Song's mouth were almost grinning behind his ears, and the two chatted a few more words. Song Yuran, who yawned several times, couldn't bear it any longer. After saying goodnight, she fell asleep with her phone in her arms.
The next day the alarm clock rang on time. Because she was sleeping with her mobile phone in her arms, the ringing and vibration woke her up. She slept peacefully without dreams and woke up without being so difficult.
Thinking of going to Watson today, she put a little thought into dressing up. She took out most of the clothes in the closet and put them back after gesturing on her body.
Changed to a new company, and the atmosphere has changed. In order to look more mature, bought two suits with the trend. The dark color looks a little more stable.
But how to make Huo Qingzhi's eyes light up while being mature is another question.
She stood in front of the mirror and tidied up, and finally chose a pair of straight-leg jeans, paired with a black cropped top, and a white casual suit.
The makeup is also very deliberate and refined, as if she is about to go out on a date.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Song Yuran had the feeling that a child had finally grown into an adult. After all, working in the previous company was all about leisure and leisure.
It took some time to dress up, and went out later than usual. didn't expect to meet Chen Qiu coming out of the house just after went out.
The two met each other, politely, Song Yuran said good morning.
Chen Qiu intentionally stopped and waited for her. Perhaps the shadow of the cockroaches was too heavy for her, so he continued to talk about last night's topic: "Thank you last night, I have already disposed of the box."
"You're welcome, it's easy to do." Song Yu smiled politely, "I didn't expect you to live here too. Are there many people from our company in this building?"
"Not many." Chen Qiu said, "The staff dormitories are in other places, and the leaders of other departments basically have families, so they won't come to live here."
Song Yuran said oh, so this is a single apartment.
The two were waiting for the elevator, she casually glanced at Chen Qiu's hand, the ring on her ring finger was very eye-catching.
"Mr. Chen, are you married?" she blurted out without thinking, and she pursed her lips after speaking, as if asking too much, although she was just curious why Chen Qiu was married and still lived in a single apartment, and no one at home helped her.cockroach.
Chen Qiu followed her gaze and looked down, then raised his hand, and the simple ring came into view.
"You're talking about this?" Chen Qiu didn't shy away from this topic, paused, and said calmly, "I'm single."
This sentence can't fix her. She is still wearing a ring on her ring finger when she is single. It is easy to be misunderstood and break her peach blossom, right?
Maybe it was because the doubts on her face were too obvious. Chen Qiu explained: "It can save unnecessary troubles. Some leaders of the company like to match people, which is quite troublesome."
"Oh~" Song Yu suddenly realized that he had only heard of it before, but had never encountered it.
Then she heard Chen Qiu ask: "Are you married?"
"No." Song Yu paused for a moment, and after thinking for a while, continued, "But I have a partner, so no one will want to match me."
In Chen Qiu's eyes, her hesitant attitude seemed to be a patchwork.
Nodding his head, he said, "Not bad."