White Mantou and Miss Black Suit

Under Director Xiao's kind gaze, Chen Yirou's lips parted slightly, her brain was left blank for some reason, all kinds of keyboard tapping sounds, paper flipping sounds from the office room, and even someone's slight coughing sound reached Chen Yirou's ears They all became an existence that disturbed her.

"Manju, I am very optimistic about you." Director Xiao found a thick stack of materials for her, "These are product descriptions given to us by our partners, you can take them back and read them first, writing copywriting is not difficult, but it must be well written. It’s not that easy to write a copy.”

"Director Xiao..." Chen Yirou took the documents and placed them tremblingly on his knees, feeling a heavy burden immediately, "I'm afraid I won't be qualified for this job."

"Then let me ask you, what do you think you are capable of?" Director Xiao said seriously.

Chen Yirou was about to open her mouth, but was immediately stunned. She had studied financial management and had an accounting certificate, but all of these combined with her current working environment were useless.

"Can you do product data analysis?"

Chen Yirou thought for a while: "No."

"Do you know the traffic structure in the store?"

Chen Yirou licked her dry lips uneasily, and smiled: "I don't really understand."

"Then talk about the simplest ones, through train, diamond exhibition, seo, crm, sns..." Director Xiao said a series of nouns in one breath, and took a deep breath, "Do you know what these words mean?"

Chen Yirou blinked, unable to speak.

Director Xiao gave the other party a helpless look: "Young boy, if you haven't even entered the door of e-commerce operation, don't ask too much."

"But Director Xiao..." Chen Yi spoke weakly, "I have never touched fever products, and I have no experience..."

What Chen Yirou meant was that she didn't have any experience in making people feel ashamed, so she was afraid that she might not be able to do it well.I'm too embarrassed to say it clearly, but I think others can understand what I said.

The problem is that she speaks so euphemistically, it is strange for others to understand.

Director Xiao smiled nonchalantly, experience in copywriting can be accumulated.

"It doesn't matter if you have no experience. Everyone has no experience in this kind of thing at the beginning."

It is true to say so... But Director Xiao said such a shy thing in an encouraging tone, which made Chen Yirou, who is not familiar with human affairs, blush.

"There are very few people in my group who can write good copywriting, and they are busy with other things during this time. Besides, your English is good, and this time the product is directly imported from abroad, so this time the copywriting I can't think of anyone more suitable than you."

Facing Director Xiao's words, Chen Yirou couldn't find any reason to refuse at all.

"Then let me try?" Chen Yirou deeply felt that he couldn't speak up to Director Xiao, and it would be better to admit his fate earlier if it was useless to talk too much.

Director Xiao said three good things in a row, and Chen Yirou's awareness made her feel very relieved: "Manju, you will go to Sister Fei's office in a while, there is a box of samples sent by customers, you can take them back and study, think about this copywriting How to write better."

"Okay," Chen Yirou stood up, thinking before leaving, "Director Xiao, why did you call me manju?"

"Didn't you pick up your nickname in the group? I did a special search, and it turned out to mean steamed buns, manju...very cute." Director Xiao narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Chen Yirou is very sure that this inexplicable manju is not taken by herself!Because she couldn't think of a hypocritical nickname, she wrote her full name directly on the group business card.

"I didn't write this."

"Then I don't know. No one in the group can change your business card except the administrator."

"Who is the administrator?"

"Murphy." Director Xiao said, looking carefully at the form in his hand, without raising his head.

From 01 noon to 30:11 is the company's lunch break, and Chen Yirou has been guarding the door of Murphy's office since 30:[-].After making sure that Murphy still hadn't left the office after twelve o'clock, he waited for his colleagues in the office to go to the cafeteria to eat in groups, and then mustered up the courage to walk over and knock on the other's door.

Murphy was concentrating on reviewing the sales plans of various projects, and he didn't have time to go to the cafeteria to eat at noon. As usual, he asked Xiaomi to pack a portion for himself after eating.

"Please come in."

There was a knock on the door, and Mo Fei didn't even need to think that the person who came was Xiaomi.

Chen Yirou came to Murphy's office for the first time, and the other party's identity was there, so she was inevitably a little cautious. She opened the door and went in. Seeing that Murphy was busy, she didn't have the nerve to bother her.

Mo Fei stared straight at the computer screen, operated the mouse with his right hand, and rested his left hand lightly on his chin.The long black hair snaked down, and from Chen Yirou's perspective, it happened to be a very delicately curved side face.

Chen Yirou subconsciously forgot what she was here for. Seeing Mo Fei sitting there motionless, she felt an indescribably familiar feeling.

I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it at all.

Murphy seemed to be very similar to someone I had seen before.

"Xiao Mi, has Director Yu's sales plan not been handed in yet?" Mo Fei said suddenly, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his calm voice was hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Sister Fei." Chen Yirou put aside her messy thoughts, "I am Chen Yirou."

"Chen Yirou?" Mo Fei turned his head quickly, and when he saw the person standing in front of him, his dark eyes instantly lit up with a dazzling brilliance, "Oh, it's you."

"It's me..." Chen Yirou maintained a polite smile.

Just now I thought that Mo Fei's serious appearance was very attractive. Who would have expected that this woman's painting style would change suddenly in a second, and the enthusiasm emanating from her whole body was like a gust of wind, hitting Chen Yirou without stopping, making her powerless Parry.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Murphy came out from behind the desk, politely took Chen Yirou's little hand, and led her to the sofa next to her.

"Oh, I'm here..." Chen Yirou hadn't pulled out of the tranquil painting style just now, and spoke a little too slowly.

"I have a lot of drinks here. What do you drink?" Mo Fei didn't hear what Chen Yirou was saying. After she sat down on the sofa, she ran to the mini refrigerator in the corner, took out a few bottles of juice and put them on the coffee table for Chen Yirou to select.

"No, no, no." Chen Yirou politely refused, but seeing his favorite pomegranate juice in the drink that Mo Fei took out, she glanced at it for nothing.

"These are samples brought by an imported food company, and I can't drink so much." Mo Fei caught Chen Yirou's eyes, opened a bottle of pomegranate juice naturally, and handed it to Chen Yirou.

"Thank you, Sister Fei." Chen Yirou took it, lowered her head shyly, and raised a strand of broken hair.

"Did you eat?" Murphy asked.

"Not yet." Chen Yirou smiled and took a sip of pomegranate juice.

"Me neither." Murphy also smiled.

so what?Chen Yirou didn't understand, what did Murphy want to express?

"Do you need me to help you bring something to the cafeteria?"

"No, I asked Xiaomi to bring it."

Chen Yirou didn't know what to say, so it was completely meaningless for Mo Fei to tell himself that there was something and nothing.

Murphy opened a bottle of grape juice, took a sip, and looked out the window with a preoccupied look.

Since you and I haven't eaten, it's good to say that we can't eat together!But why isn't that kid enlightened?Murphy looked at the sky outside the office building, with his head at a 45-degree angle, revealing a touch of sadness.

"Sister Fei, I came to you to get a sample." Chen Yirou took a sip of pomegranate juice, which felt completely cool.

"What sample?" Murphy turned his face away, not quite understanding.

"That's the one..." Chen Yirou couldn't help lowering her voice, speaking vaguely, "fe...ver."

"Which one?" Murphy couldn't hear clearly, so he had to ask again.

"It's the business you just took over." Chen Yirou lowered her head, holding the bottle of pomegranate juice in both hands, rubbing her fingertips on it unconsciously.

"You mean fever?" Murphy's eyes widened.

"Yes." Chen Yirou was not ashamed to meet her eyes, glanced at her and then lowered her head, "Director Xiao asked me to do the copywriting this time."

"You?" Murphy was surprised by this decision. He had told Director Xiao that he wanted to give Chen Yirou more opportunities to practice, but it's not good for a little girl to write such a copy, right?

Why this expression?Does it mean you don't trust your abilities?Chen Yirou felt that if he underestimated a person, he should not show it too clearly, and it was a bit too much for Murphy.

"I can do it well." Chen Yirou said confidently.

There were all kinds of worries before, but after being looked at by Mo Fei, Chen Yirou decided that she had to do this well, and she couldn't let Mo Fei and other colleagues underestimate her!

"Wait a minute." Murphy ran back to the computer and found out the division of labor system table of Director Xiao's group. It was true that someone else was doing the copywriting for each store.

Out of selfishness, Murphy hoped that Chen Yirou would take over the copywriting of snacks. While writing the copywriting, she could taste all kinds of snacks for the purpose of studying the taste of food. The steamed bun sister must eat white and fat to be cute.

But apart from Fever's copywriting, there is really no place for Chen Yirou to use her skills.

"This box is all." Murphy pointed to the cardboard box next to the bookshelf, which was a little bigger than her mini refrigerator.

"Oh." Chen Yirou went over with a blushing face, and carried the box into her arms.

"Do you know how to write a good copy?" Mo Fei liked to see Chen Yirou's shy look, with two touches of blush on her white and tender face, as if a layer of cinnabar was smudged on the white steamed bun.

So beautiful, it looks delicious.

"Director Xiao gave me a lot of information," Chen Yirou replied sullenly, "I will write it well."

"To write a good copy, you must first be familiar with the product, and you must tell the most authentic user experience to the customer in front of the computer screen." I don't think it's that serious.

"I see." Chen Yirou bit her lower lip and nodded, "Sister Fei, I'm leaving first."

"Go ahead. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly. I'm good at copywriting." Murphy smiled gently and sat back at his desk.

"Okay." Chen Yirou walked a few steps towards the door, remembered something, and turned around, "Sister Fei, don't you keep a few of these samples for yourself?"

God!Why would I say such a thing!Is it subconsciously thinking that Murphy should have the priority to enjoy the samples, or is it because of what the wretched male colleague said before, which caused me to pull back for a while and asked Murphy if he wanted to take some sex toys home to play with? talk!

Chen Yirou smiled dryly at Mo Fei, and felt that it was inappropriate for her to laugh like this, so she stood there blankly holding a box, wanting to cry but not crying.

"I... don't need it." Mo Fei couldn't believe that this colorful sentence was really said by the steamed bun sister who was so pure in her eyes that she could wring out water?

"Oh." Chen Yirou ran away in a hurry, and even forgot to ask why Murphy changed his group business card to manju.

Mo Fei put his palm on her forehead. Who can tell her what happened to her clean white steamed bun all these years before it turned into a...corn bun that was yellow from the inside out?