Meet the Brand Officer

Song Ziyuan quickly found a waitress, briefly explained the situation, and asked her to go in and check.

Knowing that there is no one else in the toilet, only one door is locked, but there is no response after calling twice.

Song Ziyuan's heart tightened, fearing that something might happen to her, he asked the waiter to guard the door and rushed into the women's toilet by himself.

He knocked on the locked door several times, but there was no answer to her name.

In desperation, he had no choice but to quickly step on the toilet in the next room, climb to the top above, and look down, helplessly dumbfounding.

She was a small one, huddled on the ground beside the wall, and fell asleep against the wall. She slept so deeply that she couldn't be woken up by the ringing of the bell.

The wine is really good, if you don't cry or make noise when you are drunk, just find a place to sleep quietly.

The vigilance is really strong, and I force myself to lock myself up to ensure that I am safe before I relax and go to sleep.

Song Ziyuan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, calmed down his beating heart due to the panic, and looked at it quietly for a while, then stretched out his arms, quickly turned over the partition, stepped down on the water tank, and quietly came to her side.

With a hook, he unlocked the door, squatted down, picked her up horizontally, and carried her away from the bathroom.

After walking a few steps, Song Ziyuan felt a sudden pain in his wrist, followed by an unexpected blow to his chest.

He wanted to retreat and let go like a conditioned reflex, but he tried his best not to throw away the man in his arms, and said helplessly in pain: "Are you a puppy?"

It turned out that the vigilant Lin Xiyou woke up suddenly when she was moved, thinking that the gangsters were attacking, she opened her mouth and bit hard, and sent an elbow combination, trying to break free from the restraint.

"Who, let me go." She bit her wrist and murmured.

"Song Ziyuan"

Lin Xiyou's consciousness is not yet clear, subconsciously remembering that she still owes this person money, she let go and shouted: "Ah, creditor!"

"..."

Song Ziyuan looked at the circle of blood on his hand that was bitten out, and had to continue to hug her and walk out, and murmured in a pained voice, "I don't know who the creditor is."

He fed her another anti-alcohol medicine from Zhou Bei's hand, and half of it was spit out again, "I'm very sober, don't think about poisoning me!"

"Address, the creditor will take you home." Song Ziyuan's face darkened, and he bit the word "creditor" hard.

The drunken Lin Xiyou heard the word "creditor", and after confirming that she was safe, she immediately calmed down and obediently reported the address.

"Okay, I'm here, go to sleep."

Song Ziyuan stopped the car, leaving Zhou Bei dumbfounded, and sent Lin Xiyou home.

When they arrived at their destination, Song Ziyuan frowned as he looked at the dilapidated old community in front of him.

Looking up at the high top floor of the sixth floor, looking down at the person sleeping soundly in his arms, he even took a deep breath and decided to carry it on his back.

The corridors are dark and narrow, the stairs are uneven, and the voice-activated lights flicker on and off, which is somewhat creepy.

The environment is messy, the residents are mixed, she is a girl, does she live here alone?
Song Ziyuan was in a complicated mood. He carried Lin Xiyou on his back all the way, walked steadily to the sixth floor, and gently woke her up.

"Are you home?" Lin Xiyou opened her eyes, became much more awake, and stood up straight on the ground blushingly, "Sorry, I seemed to be a little drunk just now, and I feel better after a night of sleep. Thank you for taking me back."

Seeing that she had recovered, Song Ziyuan was also relieved, but when he thought of her blowing several bottles of red wine this time, he couldn't help but want to knock her head off.

"Your ability to metabolize alcohol is not bad, why don't you drink more?" He couldn't help but sarcastically.

Lin Xiyou choked, and changed the subject: "By the way, I've been too busy these two days, so I forgot to give you the official IOU."

As she said that, she took out two pieces of paper from the zipper compartment of her carry-on bag, "Here are the specific amount, interest rate, repayment period, and signature of the payment. Can you confirm it?"

"..." Song Ziyuan was so angry that he could only sulk secretly and turned his head away.

"Oh, the light at the door is broken, so the light is a bit dim." Lin Xiyou took out her mobile phone to light up the light again, and explained carefully: "The last time I owed you the recharge amount of the membership card, I originally said that I would pay for it that day, but I didn't pay it. The discount has been credited to the IOU, and I will pay it back together when I get paid."

It's so clear!Song Ziyuan was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, dropped the phrase "I owe you so much!", and walked downstairs angrily.

"Ah? Eh——wait!" Lin Xiyou hurriedly called to him.

Song Ziyuan paused, secretly delighted.

"You forgot to take the IOU."

"..."

The corner of Song Ziyuan's mouth collapsed, he felt like the groundhog standing on the top of the mountain, he just wanted to stomp his feet and roar: "Ah——"

In the first few seconds, he persuaded himself to calm down again, returned rationally, turned around, and took the IOU in Lin Xiyou's hand.

"Okay, if you insist on me being your creditor, then I'll do what I can."

Lin Xiyou choked again, these words sounded so awkward.
"Since I'm a creditor, I'll try to give you a few words, let's go and resume the deal."

"Return?" Lin Xiyou paused for a moment, then she understood it for a moment. She took the key to open the door and explained embarrassingly: "I just moved here, and there are many things I haven't cleaned up in time, and the house is still quite messy."

"Please come in." She quickly moved away a few express boxes at the door, beckoned him to enter the room, and went to pour tea and wash fruits, showing the way of hospitality.

"Don't be too busy, I'm not polite." Song Ziyuan helped her carry a few boxes, and couldn't help frowning: "It's so heavy, you carry it all by yourself?"

"Yeah, it's time to exercise. I bought some small soft clothes and want to decorate the house simply."

Lin Xiyou chatted and got busy with her work, sat on the old-fashioned sofa, and reviewed today's entire press conference with Song Ziyuan.

She asked seriously: "This internship assessment, Zhuoyue's ability and performance are obviously excellent, why did you give me No.1?"

"How do you think about it yourself?" Song Ziyuan asked thoughtfully.

"The manager of the human resources department specially emphasized that the weight of this assessment is not large, but because it is the first period, it has attracted everyone's attention. This time, No.1 is more like a gimmick. I feel that the superficial significance is greater than the actual significance."

"I seem to have been pushed to the cusp of the wind and waves. It seems that I have shown my sharpness, but the point is, compared with them, my half bucket of water is clanging, and I have no sharpness to show off. Why?" Lin Xiyou scratched in distress. Scratching my hair, I really can't figure it out.

Song Ziyuan pondered for a moment, and quickly analyzed: "First of all, to be ranked first, at least your overall ability is recognized, otherwise you will not be nominated for a large span. Your performance in the past is quite satisfactory, but in the final step of scoring and summarizing, it should be the bet It's a big problem."

"They all think that the scores they score will be counted into the scores of each of you. Therefore, some people may give themselves high scores and others low scores to raise their total scores. Some people don't want to Offending people, they all scored the same score, which is equivalent to handing in a blank paper. No matter how many points they score, it is off topic."

"What the examiner wants to look at is not the score at all, but your basis for scoring, and the basis comes from your careful observation. In terms of our usual market research and analysis, every data obtained may not be 100% accurate. But it must be true, effective, and evidence-based.”

"Only based on the data obtained from real observations, can there be further analysis and conclusions to provide a basis for decision-making. You think, before your leader asked you to write an analysis report, and you put in a fuzzy data that has not been verified, will you be scolded?" flowering?"

"You know a lot!" Lin Xiyou suddenly realized and admired him, and asked casually, "What do you do at Seasons Hotel?"

Season Hotel?

Song Ziyuan gasped, how should he answer this revealing question?