The days of living with vinegar

The girl liked the dress very much, and she didn't even intend to change it after paying, but planned to wear it to go out.

After walking out of the shop, the girl looked up at the bare shop signboard, and couldn't help but ask, "What's the name of your shop?"

"Oh, we haven't decided on the name of the store yet, is it convenient for you to leave a wechat/message, we will post new products in Moments as soon as possible."

As Chen Jiangjiang said, he took out his mobile phone, and the other party added him as a friend very quickly.

Less than a minute after they left, Nalan Rongxin appeared in front of him.

"Where did you hide just now?" Chen Jiangjiang asked with some amusement.

Nalan Rongxin answered her solemnly: "I didn't hide, I just went to the toilet for convenience."

Chen Jiangjiang raised her eyebrows and shrugged her shoulders, spread her hands and said, "You can say whatever you want, but the little girl just reminded me that our brand name has not been chosen yet, how can we do this?"

"How about Qiu Chan?"

Nalan Rongxin's answer made Chen Jiangjiang shake his head immediately: "Why do I feel unlucky, the life of a cicada is too short, isn't this an indirect curse that our studio can't last a month?"

"So how about Honghu?"

Nalan Rongxin spoke again, but Chen Jiangjiang complained a little dumbfounded: "After all, this is the modern age, we still need to get in touch with the modern age."

"So how about Qiu Chan?"

"Tiu Chan? I just said that the cycle of cicadas is too short."

When Chen Jiangjiang said this, Nalan Rongxin shook his head and corrected: "It's the Zen of Zen."

"Qiu Chan, it seems to be okay, it's a bit interesting, or let's decide on this."

Chen Jiangjiang nodded in satisfaction, when a beautiful voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two of them.

"Hello, may I ask this lady, what brand is this skirt you are wearing?"

Hearing the voice of inquiry, Chen Jiangjiang hurriedly turned around and introduced to the visitor: "Tiu Chan is an original brand independently designed and launched by our studio. There are other styles of clothes in the store. Do you want to come in and have a look?"

The visitor was dressed in a windbreaker and long leather boots, and had neat short hair. It was hard to imagine what kind of effect such a fashionable girl would have wearing the clothes in the store.

All in all, the styles are quite different.

"Okay, let me see."

The fashionable girl walked into the store as she said that, and Chen Jiangjiang followed her, thinking that the only thing suitable for this fashionable girl was the ordinary all-match wide-leg pants...

Just when she was about to make an introduction, the fashionable girl laughed and said, "Isn't that right, are there just a few clothes for you?"

"Currently, yes, because our store has just opened, and the clothes are all handmade by us, so there is no inventory yet."

Chen Jiangjiang tried her best to keep her voice steady, so as not to let the customers hear the slightest bit of dissatisfaction in her heart.

The fashionable girl looked at these clothes over and over, and raised her eyes to Chen Jiangjiang with dazzling eyes: "Did you design this dress yourself?"

"Yes."

"Then can you show me your design sketches?" the fashionable girl asked with a bit of joy.

Chen Jiangjiang was taken aback for a moment, exchanged glances with Nalan Rongxin, and then slowly said, "This...isn't quite right..."

"That's right. I am an editor of a fashion magazine. I usually like to write small fashion articles. I also like to play Weibo. There are more than 100 million followers on Weibo. Feel free to post on Weibo. A blog can have thousands of comments.”

The fashion girl said and winked at Chen Jiangjiang: "So, you understand what I mean?"

Chen Jiangjiang nodded: "You are a very powerful fashion blogger."

"Tsk, you are so stupid, I mean, if I post the clothes in your store on Weibo, I can bring you a wave of attention and traffic!"

When Chen Jiangjiang heard this, his heart suddenly moved, and he grabbed the arm of the person in front of him gratefully: "Really, thank you so much. It was really difficult for our store to start. With a kind person like you Help, I really don't know what to say, for your kindness, I..."

"Stop, stop, stop, that's not what I mean." The fashionable girl looked very embarrassed after being praised, and hurriedly interrupted Chen Jiangjiang to say, "I mean, the design of your store is not bad, I will help you Advertisements on Weibo/Blog must be very effective, but there are no advertisements that fall in vain, you have to pay some advertising fees."

Chen Jiangjiang really has never seen such an operation. A fashion editor-in-chief ran to the newly opened store and said that he wanted to help promote it, but he had to pay for the advertising fee.

What's wrong, today is the home of this fashion editor's promotion, and they have become customers.

I don't know that among the 100 million fans, tens of thousands are real fans.

But after all, this promotion is still an opportunity. If the price is right, the money spent is not a loss.

Chen Jiangjiang said: "Then how much is the advertising fee?"

"Ten thousand and one."

After the fashion girl said this, the air froze. She noticed something wrong with Chen Jiangjiang's expression, and hurriedly added: "You should know that writing articles is my forte, and general designs can be easily understood by me within a few words." You can become a high-end product in time, not to mention your fine works? After gaining popularity on the Internet, you are very comfortable in whichever direction you want to develop. "

"Five hundred percent?"

Chen Jiangjiang looked at her coldly, and offered such a price lightly.

Nalan Rongxin on the side widened her eyes in amazement. Although she didn't know what the Weibo advertisement was for, nor what the price should have been, she definitely didn't haggle to this extent.

"This is a little less." The fashionable girl stared at Chen Jiangjiang closely, and quickly quoted a new price, "It must be one thousand."

Chen Jiangjiang repeated: "Five hundred."

The fashionable girl clicked her tongue, stared at Chen Jiangjiang in embarrassment, and tried to increase the price: "Eight hundred, I will give you an eight hundred-word copy description."

"five hundred."

"Qibai, I'll also advertise in your circle of friends."

"five hundred."

"..."

The fashion girl was silent for a while, and finally agreed: "Okay, five hundred, three hundred copywriting, nine pictures, come on, let's add a WeChat/letter."

"I'll send you the copywriting and pictures together at that time, and I'll transfer the money to you after you tweet." Chen Jiangjiang added the other party's WeChat/letter very readily as he said.

The fashionable girl nodded, and walked out with her mobile phone: "Okay, then send it to me as soon as possible."

After confirming that she was gone, Chen Jiangjiang couldn't wait to copy the fashion girl's wechat/letter name to search on weibo/blog, and sure enough, she found a big v with millions of followers.

But just as Chen Jiangjiang thought, not many of the 100 million fans are real fans, and only the top one has more than a thousand comments. The rest are two or three hundred likes and twenty or so comments.

Chen Jiangjiang thought about watering down the data, but she didn't expect the data to be watered down to this extent. She felt that she made a mistake this time and spent too much 500 yuan.

The only good thing is that this incident gave Chen Jiangjiang a lot of inspiration. She felt that she might be able to get to know some real fashion editors through Muhe. Isn't it the best and biggest effect to ask them to wear their own clothes? ?

"Jiang Jiang? What are you thinking about? You're so engrossed in thinking about it."

A familiar voice came from behind, but Chen Jiangjiang was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground. Luckily, Nalan Rongxin was quick and grabbed her.

After Chen Jiangjiang stood firm, she looked at the owner of the voice - Zhang Xiaoxiao: "Why are you walking silently, can you remind me before you speak?"

"Then you are really embarrassing me, how do you remind me?"

While talking, Zhang Xiaoxiao smiled and raised the things in his hands to Chen Jiangjiang: "Mr. Mulan's excellent color matching notebook, do you want it?"

"Teacher Mulan's color matching notebook?" Chen Jiangjiang looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao incredulously, and asked puzzledly, "Where did you come from?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoxiao immediately felt a little complacent on his face: "Of course I have my own way, just tell me if you want it or not."

"I want you to give it to me?"

"Yes, no matter what you want, I am willing to give it to you without reservation." Zhang Xiaoxiao was emotionally moved for a moment, and his words became a little more ambiguous.

Nalan Rongxin, who was at the side, saw the two talking endlessly, so she couldn't help but said, "Jiang Jiang, have you finished drawing? Hurry up before you finish."

"Got it, let's go now." Chen Jiangjiang said, turned around and was about to leave, and quickly snatched the calculation notes from Zhang Xiaoxiao's hand with a dodge, and thanked happily: "I know you gave it to me specially." Yes, good sister, thank you for your kindness, let's go together for the rest of my life!"

"Still going in?"

Nalan Rongxin couldn't hold back and urged her again. When Chen Jiangjiang entered the back room, she smiled at Zhang Xiaoyang and raised her jaw: "What do you want to say? I'll chat with you."

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked up at Nalan Rongxin, caught off guard her resentful and murderous eyes, couldn't help but shake his head, "I have nothing to say."

Qin Yue, who was standing in the middle of the two rooms, had already watched the whole scene, and walked up to Zhang Xiaoxiao with sharp eyes: "Hello, I am a new employee, my name is Qin Yue, I'm sorry, I haven't taken care of you just now. Come on, let me buy you some milk tea."

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked sideways at the girl who was speaking, and felt some warmth in his heart.

"Okay, thank you then!"

After talking, the two left the shop and walked towards the milk tea shop not far away. Qin Yue chattered non-stop along the way, making Zhang Xiaoxiao's ears feel callused.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, do you think Master and Jiang Jiang are a good match?"

"Master?" Zhang Xiaoxiao paused at this point, then continued, "You mean Nalan Rongxin."

"Well! Are they a good match?"

When Zhang Xiaoxiao heard this question, she felt sore, and she endured it before answering: "Anyway, we are already together, so what does it matter if you don't match well?"

"Ah?" Qin Yue's voice was even more surprised, she asked Zhang Xiaoxiao puzzledly, "But Master and Jiang Jiang are not together."