Adhere to the "cloud" without understanding

--Do you need help?

Yun Fei herself was not sure what kind of answer she wanted to get from Ye Yuanxi.

If it is good, she will involuntarily think of the "utility value" that Wu Ze said, but if it is not good, she will inevitably feel a little lost in her heart, feeling powerless that she can't help and can't do anything.

Yun Fei pinched the phone nervously, swiping back and forth with her right index finger to refresh from time to time.Ye Yuanxi, who used to reply quickly, did not respond after more than ten minutes today.

Is she also thinking about what to do with her mobile phone?

Yun Fei couldn't help but regret secretly.

But the message has been sent for too long, and it can no longer be withdrawn.

She sighed, forced herself not to think about it, put her phone aside, held the mouse, and began to sort out the densely packed photos of going to sea.

On the desk in front of Ye Yuanxi, there were three proposals laid flat, and opposite stood the manager of the planning department who didn't dare to speak out.

Ye Yuanxi turned over one by one, the more he looked at the marks between his brows, the deeper the marks.

She closed the last page, raised her wrist slightly, and threw the plan onto the desk. The paper made a very light "snap" when it touched the table.

"Is this the result of your discussion all night?" Her voice was flat and she couldn't hear any emotion.

The manager of the planning department moved his lips, but said nothing.

He knew that these three plans would definitely be scolded if they were handed in.

Even he himself was not satisfied, let alone Ye Yuanxi.But Zhao Han was pressing hard, and he was lucky enough to think that even if the plan didn't work, it would be fine if the idea of ​​the plan was approved by the boss, so that he could further develop his idea, and he wouldn't be like a headless chicken like he is now. of.

Ye Yuanxi looked at the manager of the planning department coldly.

In the crisp autumn season, the manager was caught in a cold sweat.

The anxiety in his heart was even worse, and he knew that he had to say something, at least to make a statement.

He pursed his lips, and said, "Boss Ye, after collective discussion of these three plans by the planning department, I think that the more feasible plan may still be lacking in effect in terms of the current situation. Then revise and perfect it, and show it to you tonight, okay?"

Ye Yuanxi quietly listened to him, the corners of her lips raised slightly, her expression softened.

The manager secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the end, Ye Yuanxi said in a neutral tone: "No."

manager:"……"

"Look at these three proposals yourself." Ye Yuanxi's mobile phone on the table vibrated, she ignored it, and continued, "Are you satisfied?"

"..." The manager was silent for a moment, "Not very satisfied."

Ye Yuanxi nodded: "In the past, you would never give me such a plan that you couldn't even see. Now that the company has a good reputation, you don't need to spend as much effort on publicity and advertising as before. Relaxed?"

The manager lowered his head a little, and a trace of guilt flashed across his face.

Indeed, after the company became famous, the name of Yuanfang Media itself has appeal and influence, and there is no need to think of ingenious ways to attract the public as before. Even he himself admits that planning is becoming more and more common ordinary.

Normally Ye Yuanxi would just turn a blind eye and close one eye, but this time the matter was of great importance, and she was very disappointed with his performance.

"You don't need to write the plan. Before you get off work in the afternoon, hand in a work report to me." Ye Yuanxi pushed the plan in front of him, "Take these three copies and shred them. Don't lose the people in the planning department. One more word , I hope your work report won't make me so dissatisfied that I want to shred it."

The manager nodded, understood the meaning of Ye Yuanxi's words, and walked out with three proposals on his face guiltily.

Ye Yuanxi picked up the internal phone: "Zhao Han."

On the other end of the phone: "Here we come."

"You looking for me?" Zhao Han walked in.

Ye Yuanxi signaled her to close the door.

"Did Manager Lin act strange when he went down just now?" Ye Yuanxi asked.

Zhao Han recalled the figure that flashed by the door of the office, and thought about it: "It seems that the mood is not very good."

"Well, I said a few words to him."

Surprise flashed across Zhao Han's face.

Although Ye Yuanxi is deserted, it always makes people feel a little distant.But in fact, she has a good temper and rarely criticizes her subordinates. Sometimes when she gets angry, she just asks the other party to go out first. After she calms down, she calls the other party over to discuss work calmly.

Lin Hai from the planning department is a "veteran" figure who has been working together since the establishment of the company. Many of his ideas are unconstrained and unconstrained, and the publicity effect is often surprisingly good.

In the first few years of the company's establishment, Wu Xiao and him cooperated, and Ye Yuanxi made the final decision and made several big publicity campaigns, making great contributions to the establishment of Yuanfang Media's brand.

Ye Yuanxi has always attached great importance to him. The last time the matter of the Ocean Culture Festival was almost completely handed over to him, and she herself was only the last check.

"Is it because of the new book?" Zhao Han asked.

The planning department has nothing to do recently, except for the remedial publicity plan she told them to submit as soon as possible last night.

Ye Yuanxi nodded silently: "It's no wonder they. I read the first draft of the plan, and it's all conventional remedial ideas, such as replacing new content and promoting group purchase prices. You don't need to think about it, but you know that it has little effect. I need a breakthrough now , need a brand new thing to catch the attention of the public.”

She sighed: "He is slack, and he doesn't think as much as before."

Zhao Han quietly stood aside, knowing that Ye Yuanxi just wanted to find someone to confide in.

"Help me pay more attention to his state. If he is in a bad mood, communicate with him sideways. I need him to adjust his state as soon as possible and give me a satisfactory remedy."

"Okay." Zhao Han responded, "Then shall I go back to the office first?"

"Ah."

Ye Yuanxi had long forgotten about the vibration of the phone just now.

When it was almost noon, she picked up her phone and looked at it.

You got news?She raised her eyebrows slightly, why didn't she have an impression?

Her gaze was still on the electronic manuscript of "Deep into the Ocean" displayed on the computer screen, she randomly swiped the phone away with her right hand, and glanced at it again, the phone almost fell on the table.

The message from Yunfei lay there quietly.

Nine twenty... two hours ago...

Ye Yuanxi hurriedly shifted his gaze to the phone screen, quickly entered a few words with his fingers, but deleted them all before sending them.

unnecessary?

It's rare for the little girl to take the initiative to speak up once. Will she hit her too hard by saying this?

need?

But even if the magazine helps to promote it, it seems useless. If it is really necessary to promote it, it would be better for Yuanfang Media to do it by itself, and the forms will be more diverse.

But like she said before, little was achieved.

She lowered her eyes to think for a while, and typed it in word by word: [It should not be to the point where a magazine is needed to help promote it, does the wife of the president have any good suggestions?I'm all ears. 】

After inputting, read it carefully twice before pressing the send button.

Yun Fei was restless all morning, she said she was sorting out the photos, but she didn't know what she was doing, she didn't classify them correctly, and the photos that should be included in the report were also misplaced.

There were several messages, but she opened them in a hurry with hope every time, but she was extremely disappointed when she saw the familiar profile picture that was not the one she wanted to see.

"Ding." The phone displayed a new message.

Yun Fei was almost numb with loss, picked up the phone and leaned against the back of the chair, and opened it with a calm face.

"..."

"!!!"

She sat up straight from the backrest, and Xiao Li happened to come over to drink water next to her. She was startled by her sudden corpse, and almost poured the hot water.

She put down the water glass, patted her chest to comfort her frightened little heart: "Sister Feifei, did you win the 500 million lottery, so excited."

Yun Fei smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

Xiao Li blinked mischievously: "I'm fine, but my heart is beating hard. Are you responsible for me?"

Yun Fei: "..."

Why since meeting Ye Yuanxi, everyone has become dishonest.

Yun Fei gave Xiao Li an angry look: "Don't make trouble."

Xiao Li: "???"

Xiao Li put his hand on Yunfei's forehead across the desk: "Sister Feifei, are you okay? Are you still the cold goddess I met when I was working?"

She withdrew her hand and said sadly: "You have changed after going to sea for a month..."

Yun Fei rolled her eyes silently while sitting in her seat.

Xiao Li: "Yes! This is in line with your aloof personality!"

Yun Fei: "..."

She lowered her head, not as knowledgeable as a little girl.

Mrs. President... She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Xiao Li turned his head and looked straight at the screen: "What are you looking at, smiling like this, you really won 500 million?"

Yun Fei raised her hand and covered her phone to her chest, covering it tightly: "Do you have nothing to do? You're so free."

Xiao Li curled his lips, and sighed all the way to his desk: "Hey, the girl is not allowed to stay, I have my own thoughts."

Yun Fei pinched the phone and read the message several times.

Before she could figure out how to reply, the second message came again: "I'll pick you up after get off work, go buy some gifts, and use them at home on weekends."

The author has something to say: Ye Yuanxi: Baby, you're wet.

Yun Fei: Can you stop talking so obscenely!There is a typhoon today, can I not get wet? !

——From the author who was struggling to return home in the [-]th-level typhoon.