The party A who wants to soak me

Shaking her head violently, to drive out the weird scene in her mind, Ling Ling said with a serious expression: "I will work hard, and try to make you the... oiran as soon as possible."

Shen Mingyu heyed twice, looking in a good mood, and commented on those imported drinks: "It looks really eye-catching." The next sentence was a thousand miles away: "No wonder rich people like Internet celebrities now."

Um?Lingling reacted for a second or two before she understood what he was saying. This is an analogy, he said: "The rich people... are not just you people."

Shen Mingyu didn't refute it, just like Lingling didn't bother to refute whether she was tanned or fat. People who are born with money are basically immune to the saying that they are rich or not. Shen Mingyu only said: "I have nothing to do with those people. The rich people I know are still different.”

Yo, Ling Ling couldn't help but want to complain, what's the difference, don't you also like this kind of Internet celebrity design?And where is your knowledge?Is it on those reference pictures sent to the program all day long?

In the end, hold back, Party A can't be too poisonous in front of his mouth.

"Do you really like this packaging?" Lingling asked seriously.

Shen Mingyu nodded without hesitation: "The general trend, since this is a preference that has been verified by the public, what we sell products is just to follow this trend."

Business society, market behavior, really can't confuse these with personal preferences, Lingling thinks that Shen Mingyu's words are fine, but her own problem is a bit naive.

But Shen Mingyu continued: "If you want to ask about my personal preferences and aesthetics, emmmm, I will tell you later."

As he spoke, he smiled mysteriously and proudly.

It made Lingling startled, thinking who would know so little, who will have a future with you after paying back...

"Younger, better-looking," Lingling also picked up a Korean beverage bottle and said, "It is indeed a trend, and there is nothing wrong with it, but it always feels a bit overwhelming. It is placed on the walls of Lihui Supermarket. At first glance, they are all pleasing to the eye, but after looking at them too much, they all look the same, there is no difference between one and the other, and if the names are covered, it is impossible to tell who is who, and it feels like they were born by the same mother."

He took the bottle of Zizaixiang again, Ning opened the bottle cap and took a sip, and said: "This one is different, after all these years of accumulation, even though the packaging is outdated now, it has its own style. You can’t lose style just by changing the packaging.”

Shen Mingyu is not polite about her own products: "What style? Is it earthy? Is this worth staying?"

Lingling frowned: "It's soil, but it's not hopeless soil. Zizaixiang has its own crowd, and the design is to serve those people, not to turn it into an internet celebrity."

Shen Mingyu was silent for a while, her eyes made Lingling a little uneasy, this man was really a bit fierce when his face was expressionless, Lingling thought, I have met him several times, but I have never seen him so serious before.

But Shen Mingyu finally hooked the corners of his mouth. With such a slight movement, the tense atmosphere just now was swept away. He said seriously: "If the crowd you are talking about is over 35 years old, the crowd in the 35rd, 20th, [-]th and [-]th tier cities , then I’m not satisfied. Why can’t such a good product be liked by people in first-tier cities with the highest income under the age of [-]? You have to know that drinking Zizaixiang was very fashionable [-] years ago, why is it now a pronoun for old-fashioned ? I can't stand it."

Lingling admits that there is nothing wrong with his idea, but the key point is that there are only rare products in this world that can really be liked by people of all ages and occupations. Even then, Coca-Cola or Pepsi can barely do this, but they are There is also a focus on packaging and publicity.

Everything is wanted, and the result is nothing.

Ling Ling felt that it would not be wise to forget all the original clients in order to capture the hearts of young people.

He prefers the upgraded packaging to be moderately young and maintain quality. It is a design that current customers can understand, and can recognize that this is Zizaixiang, rather than blindly chasing trends and running around with the wind without its own backbone. .

"Mr. Shen, how old are you this year?" Lingling asked suddenly.

Shen Mingyu showed some surprise: "23."

"No wonder." Lingling spoke softly. He actually knew Shen Mingyu's age, and said deliberately: "At your age, there are only young people in your world, and everything you take for granted should serve young people, aesthetics, products, marketing. But most people in this world are not particularly young, they are actually the main force.”

Shen Mingyu raised her eyebrows, and instead of responding directly to this sentence, she asked, "How old is Teacher Ling?"

"26."

Shen Mingyu grinned: "I thought we were the same age. Teacher Ling looks very young. Just looking at his face, he feels a few years younger than me. We are in the same world, and we are all young people. Teacher Ling doesn't have to always treat himself as a Another dial."

It's not a question of which side to stand at all... Lingling has a headache, this guy always understands what he says with deviation, why is it so difficult to communicate...

The two unknowingly discussed late into the night, neither of them could convince the other, but they seemed to agree with each other's point of view on a certain detail. In the end, Ling Ling was a little tired, but Shen Mingyu was still in good spirits, throwing out the familiar sentence Party A's classic sentence: "I will not interfere with your design before the first proposal, so you can do it boldly."

Ling Ling had no strength to refute, she complained in her heart with a blank face, she kept saying to do it boldly, not to interfere, but she ran over to me to argue with me all night, and said she was not trying to persuade me, tsk tsk tsk, there was really nothing that could do it. Faithful.

Looking at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock, and this person still had no intention of leaving at all. Lingling picked up her mobile phone only to find that Zhuo Pai had sent him a message more than an hour ago, saying that he was looking at Shen Mingyu She didn't mean to talk to him, and she didn't need him to accompany her, so she left first.

Lingling thought silently, it is obviously the boss and AE's business to deal with clients and accompany Party A in public relations, how come he has become a omnipotent all by himself?This project is too tiring.

Party A, who has no eyesight, was still chatting away. Ling Ling couldn't stand it any longer and turned on the computer. Then Shen Mingyu stopped his babbling and asked with concern: "Is Teacher Ling tired?" ,about to rest?"

Lingling nodded, and couldn't help but yawned, Shen Mingyu even said: "Hey, I thought you guys started working in the middle of the night when you do design, didn't they say that you are more inspired at night, so I came here in a hurry ..."

There is really no place to complain, Lingling said calmly: "Designers are also human beings, and they all sleep at night."

"Yeah," Shen Mingyu said with a good attitude, "I was wrong. I came here today to chat with Teacher Ling so happily that I forgot the time for a while. I'm really sorry."

Party A was like this, Lingling had nothing to say, stood up and opened the glass door of the office: "Then let's go, get off work."

Shen Mingyu offered to send Lingling back. The subway stopped early at this time. Although it is not expensive to take a taxi, the company will reimburse the fare after working overtime. should.

The place where I live is not far away, the road is clear at night, and it only takes ten minutes to drive there. The road is blown by the cool night wind, and Ling Ling's already swollen mind is refreshed after talking all night.

When the car arrived at the gate of the community, Lingling directly said that there was no need to go in, and he was just getting off at the gate. Shen Mingyu didn't insist, but stopped him before he got out of the car: "Lingling."

Ling Ling's hand pulling the car door paused, and she didn't realize why Shen Mingyu called him by his full name all of a sudden.

Shen Mingyu looked into his eyes seriously and said: "You just habitually think too much about the other party, but first of all, you have to make yourself feel good. I can only feel good when you do well."

The brain that had just woken up began to swell again. In the middle of the night, these words were very ambiguous and coquettish. In addition to this claim, Lingling somehow remembered Wa Ge, although...he couldn't tell whether Shen Mingyu was called Lingling or Lingling is still unlikely to be Lingling, because they all sound the same, but they are called names or double characters, and there are subtle differences in pitch, and he can't tell them apart in the middle of the night.

He wondered if Shen Mingyu was taking advantage of him, but he had no evidence.

The author says:

Xiao Shen (satisfied): I'm just taking advantage of you, but you have no proof.