White Mantou and Miss Black Suit

Chen, to, soft.

With three simple and straightforward words, Chen Yirou felt that her name was ordinary and suitable for her status as a commoner since she was a child, but when Murphy pronounced it, she felt that this was not the case again.

Having grown up so old, it was the first time that someone pronounced these three words in an unusually gentle way. Chen Yirou involuntarily raised her hand and poked the side of her face with the back of her hand. The temperature there was abnormally high.

"Are you blushing?" Mo Fei thought it was because he was dazzled, but after Chen Yirou entered the door, he didn't say anything, let alone made any movements.

Chen Yirou curled her lips and repeatedly denied: "No, no."

Mo Fei was at a loss, and Chen Yirou was even more confused, but when someone called her name, her face burned like fire for no reason.

"Are you very hot?" Mo Fei remembered that Chen Yirou liked to drink pomegranate juice, so after Chen Yirou left last time, she never touched the remaining bottles of pomegranate juice in the refrigerator.

There was always a premonition that sister Mantou would come to find him again, so Mo Fei graciously offered all the pomegranate juice in the refrigerator and put it on the desk for Chen Yirou to choose from.

"It's a bit hot." Chen Yirou found a step for herself, pretended to be really hot and fanned it with the paper in her hand, "Sister Fei, it's not as cool as ours outside."

After coming here last time, Chen Yirou thought that Murphy was equally polite to every subordinate who came to her office, so she opened a bottle of pomegranate juice with peace of mind, and took a big gulp.

"No way, I just turned on the air conditioner when I felt bored. How could it be hotter than outside?" Murphy picked up the remote control of the air conditioner and looked at it. He was annoyed by the bald king before, so he turned on the air conditioner to cool down. It's already eighteen degrees, how could Chen Yirou feel the heat?

"Pfft...cough cough cough..." Chen Yirou was so startled that he swallowed a mouthful of pomegranate juice, and couldn't cover his mouth in time, the sweet drink gushed out.

Mo Fei and Chen Yirou were only a desk away. The moment she put down the remote control and raised her face, a little bit of coolness densely fell on that delicately made-up face.

finished calf...

Chen Yirou was severely frightened, and Xiaomi's warning before entering the door was still in her ears.

"Sister Fei is in a bad mood, you have to be careful."

Chen Yirou regretted that she was not careful at all!

This matter should be placed on someone else, and Murphy had already pointed to the door without any explanation, and let the other party consciously roll out of sight in a 360-degree posture.

But the person sitting in front of him was Chen Yirou... Mo Fei took a deep breath, smiled easily, and took out a tissue without first wiping off the water stains on his face, but handed it to Chen Yirou.

"Wipe it, your chin is full of drinks."

Chen Yirou subconsciously stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked her chin. The sweet taste of pomegranate, she quickly took it with gratitude, and secretly observed Murphy's movements while wiping it.

Probably because he was afraid of rubbing the makeup on his face, Mo Fei just carefully pressed the water stains on his face, and the expression on his face did not show any displeasure.

Strange, Xiaomi's news is also not accurate.

Chen Yirou wiped Murphy's desk clean, and when she raised her head again, Murphy was staring at herself calmly.

"Sister Fei." Chen Yirou thought she had done something wrong, and lowered her head, "I didn't do it on purpose."

"Of course it wasn't intentional. How can anyone like to play without drinking?" Mo Fei wanted to joke around to relieve Chen Yirou's nervousness, but he didn't know if it was because he was not good at using a teasing tone, so that Chen Yirou listened to it. I thought I was blaming her, so I didn't dare to say anything.

"That..." For the first time, Mo Fei hated himself for never developing a sense of humor, "You came to me because of copywriting?"

"That's right." Chen Yirou clutched the few pages on her chest, refusing to show them to Mo Fei.

"what happened?"

Chen Yirou plucked up the courage to speak: "Fever's copywriting...is not very smooth, I would like to ask Sister Fei to give me a few more days."

When the topic was brought to work, Murphy's attitude immediately became serious. In Chen Yirou's eyes, the other party seemed to be covered with a layer of gray veil, making it elusive.

"However, the client requested to see the final draft as soon as possible." Murphy's voice sank, earnest and irrefutable.

Chen Yirou's arms holding the manuscript paper were tight, she kind of missed that Sister Fei who could still smile after being sprayed by her.

"I will as soon as possible." Chen Yirou promised.

"What do you mean by not going well?" Murphy asked while grasping the previous question.

Chen Yirou couldn't explain clearly, Mo Fei stretched out his hand, his eyes fell sharply on her chest, Chen Yirou reluctantly handed over the stack of papers.

No matter how bad my copywriting is...it won't be as annoying to Mo Fei as the bald king.Chen Yirou comforted herself that after reading the copy, Mo Fei would not transfer his anger towards the bald king to himself.

Murphy only read a few lines, and it seemed that reading one more word would make her lose her patience. She was about to throw the stack of papers on the table when her eyes slid across Chen Yirou's face, and she stopped immediately.

It's the first time I have no experience in copywriting, so it's understandable... and her attitude is very sincere, how can I discourage her enthusiasm!

"Sister Fei, I know I wrote badly." Chen Yirou took the initiative to admit the mistake.

"Manju, can't you let go?" Murphy told himself that he must smile and smile again at this time.

"It's a little bit." Chen Yirou admitted with difficulty.

Mo Fei rummaged through the bookcase behind him for a while, took out an exquisitely packaged rectangular box, and put it in front of Chen Yirou, saying calmly, "Open it."

Chen Yirou naturally knew what it was, so she unwrapped dozens of similar packages at home.

Earlier, Mo Fei said that he didn't need it, so he saved a hand... Tsk tsk, he really has reached the age of a wolf and a tiger.

Chen Yirou took out the contents and placed them neatly on the table.

Murphy looked at her with a half-smile: "What is this?"

"The vibrator." Chen Yirou replied with a straight face.

"Why are you blushing again?" Murphy couldn't help laughing, the kid really showed his face.

Chen Yirou covered her cheeks in a panic, feeling inexplicably being molested.

"Do you know what these things are to me?" Murphy looked at the drinks and vibrator on the table with a calm expression.

Chen Yirou shook her head.

"It's just a product, a tool for profit." Mo Fei turned to look at Chen Yirou, "If you have personal feelings for the product, it will be difficult to write a convincing copy."

Chen Yirou nodded, then thought about it, no, how could she have feelings for sex toys.

"You think sex toys make people shy, but customers who buy these products only regard it as a tool they are accustomed to." Murphy paused here, and then his tone was cadenced, "What you have to do is more than These customers know more about the advantages and characteristics of the product, and use the most seductive language to convince people that your product is the best at the same price."

Chen Yirou was taken aback by what Mo Fei said.

"Then my first draft... can I delay the submission for a few days?" Chen Yirou asked tactfully.

"Yes." Murphy agreed, "However, I think it is difficult for you to write an excellent copy within the limited time."

As she spoke, she turned around and took a book from the bookcase and handed it to Chen Yirou.

Chen Yirou took it over, and the title of the book was "World-Class Copywriting".

"Read it before tomorrow. Be sure to read it carefully. I will spot check the key content." Murphy said.

Chen Yirou turned to the last few pages, a book with more than 300 pages, this woman let herself spend one night to read all of them, and had to spot-check the key points like the teacher, are you sure you are not joking?

"Also, bring back the box of samples tomorrow, come to my office after get off work, and I'll teach you how to write a good copy for the product." Murphy ignored Chen Yirou's reaction and finished in one breath.

"Tomorrow?" Do you have to bring back those spoils? !What kind of abuse did I do to drag them home after all the hard work?

"Well, if I didn't make an appointment with a client tonight, I can teach you after get off work today."

Hehe... So I have to thank that unknown customer?

Chen Yirou's face was a little stiff, and her heart was too tired to breathe.

Fortunately, I thought Murphy was a gentle and amiable boss from the beginning. In fact, as my colleagues said, terrible is her exclusive adjective.

After Mo Fei finished speaking, he looked back to see that Chen Yirou's expression was not quite right, and asked softly, "Why, is there a problem?"

Chen Yirou pulled the corner of her mouth and said with difficulty: "No."

How could it not be!There are problems everywhere!

"That's settled." Murphy remembered something, "Do you want me to pick you up to work tomorrow? It's troublesome for you to carry those things."

"No, I can take a taxi." Chen Yirou just wanted to never have anything to do with Murphy again, and it was a little bit less.

After explaining everything, Chen Yirou was about to leave, but Mo Fei called to stop her. Chen Yirou didn't understand how this woman's ability to change her style of painting was cultivated.

"Manju, this sample was sent to me by the customer before, not in that box." Mo Fei was afraid that Chen Yirou would be thinking wildly, after all, it would be bad for such a serious person to be misunderstood by her.

Chen Yirou snorted, thinking that these things are none of her business, it doesn't matter whether Bangbang is with you or with you, as long as you are happy after all.

Seeing that Chen Yirou's attitude towards him could not be called enthusiastic, Mo Fei felt a little confused again. After she left, he recalled the conversation just now.

Is it... a little too serious when talking about work?

My emotional intelligence is really lacking...

Murphy decided to find some supplementary information, found an online bookstore, and asked the online second-year-old what books he needed to read in his situation.

Xiao Er quickly replied: Dear, your situation is very suitable to read "Excellent Lover Cultivation Plan", "30 Days, It's Not a Dream to Capture a Domineering CEO", "Oh, You Are My Little Kiss", "Gender Sex Bed" Collection"... There is also a buy two get one free shipping event!Note: Only in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai regions.

Murphy: "..."

What the hell are these, especially the last book, do you dare to be more serious and responsible?