Meet the Brand Officer

The appearance of Lin Xiyou waiting for the battle made Sun Yan hesitate for half a second. Finally, he took out the recording pen and a stack of materials, pointed to the messy table in front, "You just sit there."

"Okay!" Lin Xiyou took the task with joy, stood in front of the assigned desk, and stared at the desk hesitantly. These messy and stacked documents did not dare to move easily.
"You just go and don't lose the documents." Sun Yan glanced up and saw Lin Xiyou's hands and feet bound, and patiently explained: "There is no one at that station. Sometimes everyone has too many documents and time is running out. piled up."

Lin Xiyou nodded in response, and simply cleared out half of the desk, then sat down and turned on the computer to work.

She picked up the recording pen, it was so advanced, and when she pressed the button, there was no sound, and she didn't dare to fumble back and forth, what if she deleted it by mistake.

She looked up at Sun Yan and saw that he was busy, so she didn't dare to disturb him because she was afraid that this low-level question would be too stupid.

After hesitating for three seconds, Lin Xiyou chose to ask Du Niang for help. She entered the device model, and many similar posts immediately popped up, and some netizens posted detailed illustrations and notes.

She operated according to the icon, called up the file, and pressed the play button. The loud voice suddenly broke the silence in the office.

Sun Yan, who was concentrating on his work, was startled by the unexpected noise, and looked up depressedly.

"I'm sorry." Lin Xiyou looked embarrassed, and quickly lowered the volume, her palms were sweating from nervousness.

Sun Yan didn't speak, took out a pair of earphones from the drawer and threw it over, reminding lightly: "Pay attention to the time."

"Thank you." Lin Xiyou reached out to take it, put on the earphones, and concentrated on listening to the conversation, but the urgent urge to "pay attention to the time" appeared in her heart unconsciously.

If you are distracted, it is easy to miss the content, and you have to go back and listen again from time to time, which makes the progress even slower.

Lin Xiyou was sweating all the time, watching the time go by, she was quick to think, and thought of using voice recognition to convert software.

After fiddling for a while, the translation and conversion can be considered smooth. The result is a comparison, and the error rate of the generated text is too high, because one of the accents is very thick, and the other's pronunciation is not standard
Lin Xiyou sighed in frustration, feeling extremely anxious, but she could only persuade herself to calm down, return to the most primitive method, listen carefully to the conversation in the recording, tap the keyboard quickly, and record the content in the document verbatim.

Finally, she finished listening to the recording, but she was too busy listening and typing, and typed more than 2000 words eloquently, but she didn't know what the specific content was.

She took a peek at Sun Yan and saw that he was concentrating on his work. She breathed a sigh of relief and began to carefully read the content she recorded from the beginning to the end. She refined while reading, and organized the sentences without changing the original meaning Be fluent.

After revising the whole article, Lin Xiyou searched the Internet for the template of the meeting minutes, and adjusted the format of this document to be standardized and orderly.

She also specially marked the three voices in the recording with different content marks so that people can understand them at a glance.

After finishing all this, Lin Xiyou breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the seat and looked forward to it, and waited until Sun Yan stopped and raised his hand before saying: "Brother Yan, I've tidied it up."

"Well, send it to me." Sun Yan replied lightly, and continued to work hard.

Lin Xiyou hesitated to speak, thinking about how to ask the contact information to send the document, so she didn't seem so deliberate.After all, many people now have a strong sense of private domain and don't like to add friends.
For a moment, when Xu Shi saw that Lin Xiyou hadn't moved, Sun Yan raised his eyes and cast a puzzled look.

"Where is it better to post it?" Lin Xiyou hesitated.

Sun Yan understood, pulled out a business card from the pocket holder, and pushed it to the corner of the table, "It's all right, same number."

Lin Xiyou hurriedly stepped forward to take it, pondering over the word "same number", thinking that they will be in the same office in the future, so she boldly added Sun Yan as a friend.

After waiting anxiously for a few seconds, when she received the news that the verification was passed, she was overjoyed and quickly sent the documents over.

However, her joy could not last for 30 seconds, and she immediately fell into a quagmire of anxiety
Because Sun Yan frowned, his face changed unpredictablely, from calm to dignified, to indescribable helplessness, and finally returned to normal.

This made Lin Xiyou even more embarrassed, and asked with a trembling voice: "What's wrong?"

Sun Yan didn't say a word, and glanced at the time, "It's hard work, I've put my heart into it."

Lin Xiyou wants to cry but has no tears. Is this evasive compliment to take into account her self-esteem?
She really wanted to shout: I am a diamond heart, please criticize and correct me, I will try my best to correct it!

But seeing that Sun Yan was very busy, she didn't want to bother her, so she nodded with a smirk and sat back in her original seat.

Lin Xiyou was greatly frustrated, staring blankly at the documents she had sorted out on the screen, puzzled.

After a moment of depression, she got up again and double-checked the recording and the content of the recording. After confirming that it was correct, she became even more confused. It was very comprehensive. What was the problem?
When he was extremely depressed, the computer beeped a notification tone, which was a file message from Sun Yan.

Her eyes lit up, and when she was about to check, she saw that Sun Yan had already packed his briefcase and got up, before leaving, he left a faint sentence: "Attention, distinguish the difference between meeting minutes and meeting minutes."

"Received! Thank you, Brother Yan!" Lin Xiyou got up excitedly, and after watching Sun Yan leave, she couldn't wait to search for the difference and open the document to check.

The draft is the version she originally sent, but now it is completely different.

What caught my eye was a red revision mark, the original [-] words were condensed into [-] words.

He thoughtfully chose the "revision" mode, which records all changes to the document and allows her to see the modification process more intuitively.

He slashed out the minutiae and distilled a concise point of view, so that it is really clear at a glance without missing any important points.

Lin Xiyou suddenly realized, and with admiration, she silently reflected that she was going in the wrong direction at the beginning.

What the other party wanted was a concise meeting minutes, but she handed in a detailed record of the meeting speeches. The writing was thoughtful and comprehensive, but it was useless and failed to achieve the goal, so it was useless. .

Efforts in the wrong direction are an abominable thing.

Not only was energy wasted, time wasted, but also troublesome. Fortunately, Sun Yan was able to extract a perfect meeting minutes and submit it in a short period of time, otherwise he would have to delay his meeting with the client.

Lin Xiyou was so frustrated that she beat her head in frustration.

"If you beat it any more, your skull will crack." Zhou Bei, who came late, leaned half on the glass door of the office area, and said slowly.

When Lin Xiyou saw someone coming, she immediately returned to her serious state, and greeted with a smirk: "Morning."

"It's getting late, you have to say 'afternoon'." Zhou Bei yawned lazily as he was used to being poor-tongued.

"Isn't it too early to know, and you're still chatting here?" A majestic female voice sounded from the door, with a strong sense of oppression