Mr. Lin teaches you how to fall in love

一

After the pre-sale of Double Eleven started, An An collected likes in the office like crazy.

"Brother Chang Qian!" She appeared from behind Shen Changqian like a ghost, and boasted in a very sincere voice, "You are too handsome today."

Shen Changqian took out his mobile phone clearly: "Send me the link."

An An patted Secretary Shen on the shoulder: "Thank you, brother."

Not only Secretary Shen and other assistants, but even Mr. Lin, who is busy with daily affairs, will receive An An's request.

Lin Munan was confused about Double Eleven's activities: "What's the use of this praise?"

"You can get energy, energy," An An said, "If you win the opponent in the PK, you can get the energy in the prize pool. When the time comes, the team members will share it, and one hundred energy will get one yuan."

"Oh," Lin Munan nodded and asked again, "Then how much energy do you have now?"

"Well, it's hard to say, but it's not a problem to get a [-] red envelope on Double Eleven."

Lin Munan murmured in a low voice: "For this little money, then I won't play."

Mr. Lin, who manages tens of thousands of machines every minute, looks down on such a small amount of money at all.

An An wept quietly in her heart, and then got a bad intention and coaxed him: "The main thing is not the money, Mr. Lin! It's the fun of collecting likes! You can only get six likes, but you can get a hundred. In my heart What a great sense of accomplishment! And you can praise it empty-handed, our team is just short of one person, will you come?"

"Hmm..." Lin Munan closed the document in front of him, "Then I'll play with it too."

An An quickly pulled Mr. Lin into the team.

two

Lin Munan basically buys, buys, and doesn’t know much about all kinds of activities. An’an taught him: “Click this to lazan, click to share on WeChat, and send it to others. Others just need to copy it, click on Taobao, and it will help you order it. Thumbs up."

"I understand the truth," Lin Munan said, "but your team name??"

An An's team is called: Please let me go.

Mr. Lin was very disgusted: "Too unconfident, it doesn't fit our company's positioning at all."

"I'll change it now."

An An quickly changed the team's name to "Old Lady Wins".

three

Mr. Lin sent the link to Fei Mao, who said:?

Lin Munan scratched his cheek: "Help me like it! Taobao small game, just play."

Fei Mao: "It's ready."

Lin Munan casually sent a few friends, and found sadly that none of his friends paid any attention.

Jiang Xuhan even sent three blank eyes directly: "No time. Busy."

Lin Munan snorted and posted the link in Moments.

Chen Zui left a message: Are you crazy?The company went bankrupt?Fei fraudulently defrauded you of your property?

Lin Munan: ...

Mr. Lin realized that his friends were unreliable at this time!

four

Mr. Lin didn't get the fun of this game for the time being, so he ran to ask An An what to do.

An An patiently taught him: "If you can't find someone to praise each other, you can give it empty praise, which means tricking others to help you order, and you don't return the order."

The upright President Lin immediately looked at An An with a look of "you big liar".

An An is very innocent: "I can't help it. The opposite party can get 40 likes a day. If our team only likes each other, the five of us can only get 30 likes a day." She sighed, "In order to win, the poor must use any means .”

五

After much deliberation, Lin Munan felt that it was not his style to lie to others, so he must be open and aboveboard in his compliments.

六

Wan Huanhuan nervously ran into the dressing room: "Fei MaoFaiFao, your Weibo account has been hacked?"

"Huh?" Fei Mao was reading the script, "No?"

"Then why would you post something like this!" Wan Huanhuan handed over her phone, only to see something written on the screen: I'm PKing popularity to win energy, come and like me [link] [PS: I won't reply to likes] Oh, I’m here to praise you with empty gloves]

Fei laughed, and turned his gaze back to Taiben: "The little things at home are naughty, don't worry about it."

Wan Huanhuan was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Bankrupt? Do you want me to help you increase the contract remuneration?"

Fei Mao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No, he's always having fun."

Seven

安安看着林总蹿升的点赞数，在办公室里十分窒息：“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊我要冲进top11了！”

"What can top11 do?" Lin Munan sat in An An's seat, eating the fruit that An An bought for him.

"I can empty the shopping cart!" An An held her face, "49999 reward!"

An An's eyes glowed and her complexion was ruddy.

Lin Munan pondered for a while: "Next year you have to increase your year-end bonus. To see 49999 so happy is so worthless. It doesn't look like my employee at all."

Mr. Lin felt ashamed that An An actually took a fancy to the reward of 49999.

Isn't 49999 easy to get? Lin Munan looked at the number of replies on Fei Mao's Weibo and thought to himself, there are more than 49999 likes.

Eight

Lin Zongzheng played Bai Zan for three days, but he still didn't get the fun of this game.

He silently turned off Weibo: "An'an, Lazan is too easy and not challenging, I won't play anymore."

An An beat her chest and stamped her feet: "Boss Lin, you actually want to abandon 'I am sure to win'!"

After playing these days, Lin Munan still didn't get used to the unrestrained name of the team. He handed the contract in front of An An: "You go on a business trip to City Z tomorrow, and you will get a bonus if you sign this project."

An An took over and looked at the rewards, and immediately said: "I don't want to play anymore."

nine

The fans squatted for a long time today, but they didn't wait for Mr. Lin's post on Weibo, and asked what was going on in the previous Weibo.

"I specially left a like for Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, you!"

"Mr. Lin, isn't he playing today?"

"Hi, is Mr. Lin there? If so, please call back."

Lin Munan took time out to post on Weibo in the afternoon, picked three photos of Fei Mao from the photo album, and posted them: "Thank you everyone for giving me the likes, this is a gift in return, one photo a day."

He posted photos of Fei Mao's life, cooking, reading and sleeping.

Ten

The fans beat their chests and stamped their feet and yelled: "Boss Lin, don't leave, we are willing to like it!!!"

"I beg Mr. Lin to let us like it ah ah ah ah ah ah [crying]"

"55555 Mr. Lin, you come back 5555"