Meet the Brand Officer

Song Ziyuan originally wanted to beg for shame and stay with him at night, but in the end he was kicked out of the ward by Lin Xiyou, so he had to ask the night nurse to take care of him more.

The next morning, when Song Ziyuan came from the hotel, Lin Xiyou had already changed her medicine and completed the procedures by herself, and was about to leave the hospital.

"You're leaving now?"

Lin Xiyou looked down at herself, "Oh! Thank you for helping me pay for the medical expenses."

As he said that, Song Ziyuan's mobile phone rang a reminder that he had received his account.

He thumped his forehead helplessly, and compromised: "Then where are you going now?"

"To do research, each of us is assigned to a district to understand the consumer group." Lin Xiyou focused on the upcoming work, opened the phone map while walking, and searched for the place to go.

Song Ziyuan followed quickly, "I visited a few days ago and I know this area very well. Tell me your destination."

"It's okay. Navigation and various travel software are very convenient now. I can find them myself. Go and do your business."

Lin Xiyou waved her hand to say goodbye, and ran forward quickly. The software reminded her that the bus in front of her was about to arrive!
"Hey, why are you running! You are recovering from a serious illness, so take it easy." Song Ziyuan caught up angrily, and followed Lin Xiyou into the bus.

"Why did you come up?" Lin Xiyou held the handrail and swayed with the car.

"By the way. Let's check the market again." Song Ziyuan said without blushing or panting, and put his hands on the back of the chair and the armrests casually, circled a small space that would not be crowded.

"That's it." Lin Xiyou looked down at the main points of last night's excerpts, repeating in her mind the questions to be asked later.

Song Ziyuan looked down at Lin Xiyou, who spoke plausibly, and couldn't help laughing secretly. He didn't know if she was dazed or he was dazed.
After they arrived at the destination, Lin Xiyou looked at the crowd of people coming and going, his eyes were eager to try, but he couldn't do it all at once.

Five minutes later, she was still stuck in place.

"If you stare at them, can you see the flowers?" Song Ziyuan squatted down, looking from Lin Xiyou's perspective, there was nothing special about it.

"I'm picking the right people to do it."

"People don't take so long to choose a son-in-law as you do." Song Ziyuan complained mercilessly.

Lin Xiyou was provoked, gave him a sideways glance, and bravely walked forward, showing a standard smile, stopped a young girl, and after a quick self-introduction, asked questions according to the paper, and took notes.

After a few brief conversations, the girl said she was in a hurry, so she waved her hand and left.

Lin Xiyou had a bad start, but she was not discouraged. After doing a good job of self-psychological construction, she selected several young people to do questionnaire surveys, and the results were not satisfactory.

"Sorry, I don't know this brand."

"What brand is this? I've never heard of it. I have a brand I'm used to."

"I don't know, you should ask someone else."

Lin Xiyou couldn't help feeling a little frustrated, she lowered her head and slowly moved to where Song Ziyuan was.

He was sitting on a stone chair not far away, drinking a drink leisurely.

"It looks like it's not going well?" He handed over a bottle of water and even screwed the cap on.

Lin Xiyou nodded depressedly, took the water, and said "Thank you."

"Have you done consumer research before?" Song Ziyuan changed his sitting position and coughed lightly, trying to gain a sense of presence.

Lin Xiyou recalled and replied: "When I participated in some project competitions in college, I did a few questionnaire surveys. However, it may be because most of the survey objects at that time were students and people around the school, and they were very cooperative. The completed questionnaires are returned, sorted into data tables, and then analyzed.”

"At that time, it seemed that everything went smoothly, unlike now, when you can't do anything, there will always be problems."

Lin Xiyou laughed at herself, drank a few more sips of water, patted her face with both hands, and stood up as if to cheer herself up, and was about to walk into the crowd, muttering: "I don't believe it!"

"Hey hey—come back!" Song Ziyuan stretched out his long arms and grabbed the corner of her back.

"You don't use the ready-made resources, why are you blindly meeting with your eyes closed?"

Lin Xiyou turned around after a pause, "What resources?"

"Song Ziyuan!" Song Ziyuan called himself, he was really depressed that his sense of existence was so low, so low that she couldn't think of looking for him?
"Ah? Oh." Lin Xiyou recovered from her ignorance, and couldn't help laughing, "Resources? Song Ziyuan. Hahaha"

It was the first time she laughed without any scruples in front of outsiders, and finally stopped laughing before explaining: "I don't think I have to rely on myself for everything. Whenever I encounter problems, I will ask for help, and I will develop dependence. Over time, you will lose the ability to think and explore independently. This is not good."

Song Ziyuan couldn't refute, what she said made sense, but she always felt uncomfortable listening to it.

"Okay, then you go hit the south wall first. After hitting the experience, come and share with me." Song Ziyuan waved his hand, signaling her to continue to do it in her own way.

He looked at Lin Xiyou bumping into walls everywhere, he was really just like his fledgling self back then, he was holding back energy, he was proud and refused to admit defeat, he had his own stubbornness and weakness.

"Sure enough, all the detours that life should take are indispensable," Song Ziyuan said to himself, basking in the sun leisurely.

When Lin Xiyou returned to his seat exhausted, he naturally handed over the wet wipes and glucose he had just bought.

"You took the glucose you took yesterday, and you drink it today, lest the blood sugar get angry again and knock you out."

Lin Xiyou is also used to his snarky caring, and said with a smile, "Thank you. You have a good heart, but your mouth is a little bit individual."

Her tactful expression made Song Ziyuan very satisfied, "Being different from others is not my style."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"How did you hit the south wall?"

Lin Xiyou's face collapsed, "I feel like I hit the wrong place. Could it be that my goal was in the wrong direction from the beginning?"

"Oh, you've discovered it!" Song Ziyuan applauded happily.

Lin Xiyou glanced at him, sat and reflected, and muttered to herself while summing up experience: "However, it's not completely fruitless. I also obtained some information from the questions and conversations I had with them just now, at least let me know more about them. The perception of this industry, and the preference for different brands..."

"Yes, yes, yes." Song Ziyuan echoed and comforted him: "Every step counts in the journey of life."

He changed the subject, "Even if you take a detour and do useless work, the pedometer on your mobile phone will add numbers to you meticulously. If things go on like this, you will be No.1 on the step count ranking list!"

The strong irony and the thumbs up made Lin Xiyou dumbfounded, "Thank you for the poisonous chicken soup."

"So. Teacher Song, what should I do to understand the consumer market more accurately?"