Meet the Brand Officer

"Clang clang-"

Lin Xiyou came out of the kitchen with a pot of instant noodles, "Deluxe version, taste the warmth of home."

Seeing Song Ziyuan stunned, she said, "Hey, what are you doing blocking the door? You're cutting off people halfway."

"I was just fascinated by the scent." He came back to his senses, and quickly stepped forward to take the full pot, and she went back to the kitchen to get chopsticks, spoons and a big soup bowl.

Lin Xiyou scooped up a large bowl and pushed it in front of Song Ziyuan, while she ate directly from the pot, took a big sip, and took a sip of the soup in satisfaction.

"you are"

"One less dish to wash."

Song Ziyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Manage the family properly."

He quickly took the pot away and pushed the bowl to her, "You eat this bowl."

With that said, he took a sip of the bottom soup with the spoon in the pot, "Well, it's delicious."

"Hey—that's my spoon." Lin Xiyou's cheeks burned darkly, and he faltered.

"Those who do big things don't care about small things, hurry up while it's hot." A smile flashed across Song Ziyuan's eyes.

Lin Xiyou stopped coddling, "Quickly try Qinxin Sunny Egg, the ancient secret method taught exclusively by my mother."

Song Ziyuan's hand holding his chopsticks froze, staring at the cute sun eggs in the pot, in a daze for a long time.

"My mother will too. I haven't eaten since she left." There was excitement in his trembling voice.

However, when he mentioned his mother again, he was no longer full of sadness and resentment, but a bit of warmth of longing lingered in his heart.

He thought that his heart was as solid as a rock, indestructible and indestructible.

But she said that he faces the sun and has warmth in his heart.

How lucky he was, he threw it away, and threw it to her who was as warm as a sun egg.

"Then give yourself a chance to relive the taste of your mother and talk to her." Lin Xiyou slowed down her tone, her tone was extremely gentle.

"Okay." Song Ziyuan gently picked up the sun egg, sucked it in small mouthfuls, savoring the love in his memory.
After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Lin Xiyou, thank you"

She frowned, "Teaching a man how to fish is worse than giving him a fish. I'll teach you."

"If you don't learn, I want to fish." He was confident.

"..."

"Come here if you want to eat." He was shameless.

"Think beautifully!"

"It doesn't matter." He decided anyway.
……

Happy weekends are always short.

Lin Xiyou spent one day repairing and rectifying the furniture, and another day sorting out the brand slogan scheme and learning professional knowledge.

Hearing that she wanted to supplement professional knowledge and understand the market conditions of various industries, Song Ziyuan recommended himself to be a tutor.

"Uh, every other mountain." She hesitated for a moment, then evaded: "You are usually busy at work, so you don't need it. I can just ask my colleagues for advice."

Conscience, she really didn't mean to question his professional ability, but he still jumped.
"A colleague is equal to Zhuo Yue." There was inexplicable resentment in his eyes.

"He specializes in theoretical S-level."

"Then I'm at the SSS level of theory and practice!"

"..."

So, she was dragged to his house by Song Ziyuan, and asked her to choose the books she was interested in from a whole wall of books.

She carefully selected for a long time, and took four or five thick professional textbooks, which were very advanced at first glance.

"It's all technical terms, obscure and blunt, do you want to chew on these?" Song Ziyuan's eyes twitched.

"I lack this piece of professional knowledge, shouldn't I make up for what I lack?"

"I love you. But it's not like this." Song Ziyuan raised his eyebrows arrogantly, "This Song family education has finally come in handy."

As he said that, he quickly pulled out three books, "Three points for theory and seven points for practice. These books have collected many classic case studies, which are vivid, easy to understand and easy to digest. For the professional knowledge involved in it, please refer to the other books. This professional reference book."

"After you finish reading these introductory books, I will recommend more in-depth books according to the situation. If there is something you don't understand, Tutor Song is always online."

In this way, fed by Song Ziyuan's book knowledge, she embarked on the "point of no return" of online learning every night.

Every time the time comes, Supervisor Song Tutor will go online on time to collect today's learning experience and solve difficult problems.

For several days in a row, she found that she had gradually touched some doorways. As her vision became wider and wider, her thinking gradually broadened, and her angles of consideration became more and more varied.

Under Song Ziyuan's suggestion, she actually had a wonderful feeling that she had been opened up to Ren and Du's two veins.

Working during the day and studying at night, the sense of accomplishment of solving one problem after another made her tirelessly happy.

When the project team held a meeting to discuss, Lin Xiyou proposed the inspiration ideas accumulated during this period, but after discussion, they were all rejected by Zhao Letong one by one.

Full of expectations, she was greatly shocked and lowered her head in disappointment.

When she was falling into reflection, Zhao Letong's words pulled her heart from the trough to the mountain peak again.

"However, Xiyou's entry point is very malleable, and everyone can expand and extend it in the direction of home use."

She raised her head suddenly, with a gratifying smile on the corner of her mouth, and continued to turn her brain to keep up with everyone's rhythm and conduct a concentrated brainstorming discussion.

"In my opinion, power tools give people the feeling of rigidity, and they are mostly used in industry. But the feeling of home is very soft. Will the two be incompatible with each other?" Some colleagues raised objections.

"The contrast between hardness and softness may be more impressive." Another colleague held the opposite view.

"Yes, the usage rate of household electric tools has been increasing in recent years..."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Lin Xiyou had a flash of inspiration, and quickly dug out the industry analysis report that Song Ziyuan had sent to her from her mobile phone. After finding the information she wanted and confirming it, she put forward her own idea.

"In our inherent impression, power tools are mostly used in industrial systems, but in Europe and the United States, power tools are an indispensable helper in every family. According to the survey, they have at least 2 to 3 sets in each family. Power tools for DIY home improvement, repairs, installation and more…”

Seeing everyone staring at her in unison, Lin Xiyou felt a little lack of confidence for a while, so she stopped and looked at Zhao Letong.

"You continue." Zhao Letong raised his hand to show encouragement.

"The survey shows that few people in our family use a complete set of electric tools, and the penetration rate is low. We think in turn, which means that there is a lot of room for development."

Lin Xiyou combined her own understanding with the research report, and gave an example from her own experience, "I have experienced and practiced it a few days ago. Power tools are much more convenient and easy to use than traditional ordinary tools, and everyone also has a certain demand for DIY home decoration."

"And Mr. Liu, who is all powerful, also has a certain special emotion for household electric tools. His company has recently developed a new household practical electric toolbox..."

"Combined with these, if the all-powerful brand develops into the DIY household electric tool market, will the competition be less intense?" Lin Xiyou ended her speech with a question, lowering her head to avoid staring at each other.

Listening to Lin Xiyou's speech, Zhao Letong looked up at her for a long time, lost in thought.