For three days in a row, Meng Chen didn't contact Yi Yao, and Yi Yao didn't contact Meng Chen either.
Qin Mo could tell that Yi Yao was determined to bring Meng Chen in. There were a lot of people interviewing these days, but Yi Yao couldn't keep up his spirits. There was a saying: "It used to be difficult to make water in the sea, except for Wushan, it's not a cloud."
"the taste of.
On the morning of the third day, Qin Mo didn't show up until 10:30. Yi Yao was already angry and called to ask, "Where did he go?"
Qin Mo just smiled: "Okay."
After spitting out three words, Qin Mo hung up the phone, leaving Yi Yao confused.
It wasn't until eleven o'clock that Qin Mo appeared downstairs with a group of workers. This guy got a light box from somewhere. It was not a small light box. Hanging it on the wall on the second floor really added a lot of momentum to this small company.
, several workers next to the light box worked for two hours, mounting the company name on the wall made of steel frames.
"A Touch of Reading Studio".
Only when the workers finished installing it did Yi Yao see these words clearly.
"How's it going? Is it much better now?" Qin Mo asked Yi Yao excitedly.
Yi Yao just frowned: "It's quite domineering. I just want to know how much it cost."
Qin Mo directly put his arm around Yi Yao's shoulders, shook his eyebrows at Yi Yao like an old friend he had known for many years, and then said: "You are such a stingy person. The company doesn't even have a name for the public, so you don't mind it.
Hey, hey, not bad, don’t you think the effect is very good?”
A touch?
Yi Yao didn't understand the meaning of the name for a while, but she didn't have a chance to express her opinion. Qin Mo directly brought the workers and installed it without any explanation, without giving Yi Yao a chance to speak.
Seeing that the small amount of start-up capital was spent and another 2,800 yuan was spent, Yi Yao felt his heart bleed.
However, even Zhang Bin unusually supported Qin Mo: "Sister Yi Yao, Sister Qin Mo did the right thing. Our company should have a decent appearance. I think it's good."
At noon, Qin Mo ordered takeout, and the three of them sat around the desk to eat.
Yi Yao obviously doesn't have much appetite.
But when she raised her head inadvertently, Yi Yao's mood became excited. She never expected that Meng Chen would come uninvited.
Qin Mo turned his head and saw Meng Chen. He was not surprised at all that Yi Yao would have such a big reaction. Instead, he said sarcastically: "Yi Yao, do you know what Shan Pao's expression looks like when he enters the city?"
Yi Yao didn't react for a while: "What expression?"
Qin Mo chuckled, took a bite of food, and then said, "You'll know when you look in the mirror."
Before the meal was finished, Yi Yao pulled Meng Chen to the desk next to him and wiped the office chair before letting Meng Chen sit down.
The whole process of serving tea and pouring water made Meng Chen embarrassed.
"Sister Yi Yao, stop working. Am I not here?"
Seeing that Yi Yao was very excited, Meng Chen's worries were relieved a lot. Although the contract was not as good as being bitten by a snake for ten years, he was still a little wary.
How could Yi Yao not be excited? The problem of supply has been solved, and the early operation of the account has been completed. Now all it takes is an anchor like Meng Chen, and the company can enter the normal operation stage.
Seeing that it had been a month of hard work before the project was finally launched, how could she not be excited?
Although excited, Yi Yao did not lose his mind. Before introducing the product to Meng Chen, Yi Yao made it clear about the contract with Meng Chen.
As mentioned before, Yi Yao will not sign a financial contract with Meng Chen within half a year. This will at least allow Meng Chen to have no worries during this period.
But Yi Yao also knew that it was impossible not to sign an economic contract forever. She made it clear to Meng Chen that she would draft the economic contract in advance, including the contract period, specific work content, including not accepting live entertainment content, etc.
Yi Yao will add any difficult clauses.
After the contract comes out, Meng Chen can use more than half a year to adjust the terms of the contract, and he can also go to a law firm to consult on issues that may be involved in the contract, which can minimize Meng Chen's worries.
Yi Yao has already accomplished this, and Meng Chen has nothing to worry about: "Sister Yi Yao, I believe you and I will listen to you."
The anchor matter was finally settled, and in the afternoon, Yi Yao couldn't wait to let Meng Chen do a trial broadcast.
Yi Yao's judgment was correct, Meng Chen is a good material to be a goods anchor.
Meng Chen not only controls the rhythm very well, she also grasps when to introduce products, when to interact with users, and when to ask for likes and attention.
Even if it was just a backup account used for the pilot broadcast, it was able to generate traffic of 3,000 viewers in two hours. This was without Yi Yao's efforts to divert traffic.
Moreover, Meng Chen's personal style is also very distinctive. First of all, her appearance is somewhat intellectual, which makes it easy to win the trust of users.
The other thing is her extraordinary language rhythm, which is very important for the anchors who bring goods. Just like an excellent salesperson in a shopping mall, they hardly give customers a chance to breathe, and their clear and intensive language attack almost all the time.
We can control consumers’ purchasing logic at all times.
"Whether you need it or not, you will eventually buy it." This is the highest level of sales promotion for an anchor.
Meng Chen's joining gave the entire company new vitality. Even editors like Zhang Bin, who had not had much contact with product anchors, gave Meng Chen a thumbs up: "Sister Meng Chen, that's awesome. It makes me want to buy it."
Already."
Qin Mo was also very excited, but she still looked carefree on the surface, teasing Zhang Bin with a smile: "Xiao Binbin, you also want to buy it? What your sister Meng Chen just sold was sanitary napkins. Why did you buy it? Give it to your daughter.
friend?"
Zhang Bin, a newly graduated college student, could not bear this. He blushed and said shyly: "I...I don't have a girlfriend."
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, stretched his long legs in front of Zhang Bin in an instant, and continued teasing: "Xiao Binbin, tell sister what kind of person do you like?"
Zhang Bin's face was as red as red cloth, and looking at the long, fair and slender legs in front of him, his whole body felt bad.
"Is it white? Touch it?"
Seeing that Qin Mo was using the same tactics he used to deal with Zhao Xinhua, Yi Yao had a black look on his face. He immediately walked up to Qin Mo and pinched Qin Mo's leg severely: "Are you done? If you keep doing this,
I think you can go to Yihongyuan and become a madam."
Qin Mo retracted his long legs and rolled his eyes disdainfully: "You have no interest at all, you are boring. So boring."
Meng Chen was very serious. Although Yi Yao said that the pilot broadcast time was two hours, Meng Chen continued to broadcast from three o'clock in the afternoon to eight o'clock in the evening.
Yi Yao carefully watched the real-time live broadcast data on the Yucha Data Platform from beginning to end. For a pilot account that had not done any traffic diversion method, the first broadcast had a total of 6,000 viewers and more than 100 real-time online people.
It's already a very good effect.
Moreover, through the user portraits on the data platform, the ratio of men to women in the live broadcast room, and the age of the users, they all accurately meet the labeling needs of the account. This is obviously more important for a viewing platform that attaches great importance to labeling effects.
After the trial broadcast, Qin Mo took the initiative to pass the mineral water to Meng Chen, and rarely praised others: "Well done."
Then he looked at Yi Yao: "Can we start broadcasting tomorrow?"
Yi Yao shook his head: "I have to go to Zhao Xinhua to get the goods tomorrow, and I have to arrange the live broadcast room well. The earliest I can start the live broadcast is the day after tomorrow."
Qin Mo was a little disappointed, but it only passed by for a moment. After waiting for so long, she didn't care to wait for two more days.
Of course Yi Yao knew what Qin Mo was thinking, so he just said: "Don't worry, I'm thinking about it."
Qin Mo was instantly happy.
When the live broadcast started, the bamboo products from Qin Mo's father Qin Yanshan also had the opportunity to be put on the shelves for sale. This is what Qin Mo was waiting for.
Although it only appears as a gift and welfare payment, after all, the money will still be transferred to Qin Yanshan through the company's accounts, which is somewhat of an income.
Only with hope can people be motivated.
Qin Mo knew that this was not only the wish of Qin Yanshan, but also the wish of a large group of traditional craftsmen in the Heiquan community.
Meng Chen still wanted to go back to school. Although Beijing Academy of Performing Arts was far away from Dawang Road Subway Station, Qin Mo still insisted on driving Meng Chen back.
As soon as the two of them left, Yi Yao received a call from Ling Suhua.
"I'm at Xianghe Hotel, please come over."
Yi Yao was a little confused at first: "Why are you going to a restaurant when you're not eating at home? Don't you like eating outside the most?"
Ling Suhua's tone seemed a little cold: "Just come, I'll wait for you."
Then he hung up the phone.
Yi Yao, who was full of joy just now, suddenly fell silent.