Tang Zhan thought carefully for a while: "Since you plan to use the live broadcast to sell cakes, your intention must be clear at a glance, and you must be tied to the cake."
"Well..." Tang Zhan quickly came up with an idea: "Your character is... Cake Man!"
Lu Ziqiao, Chen Meijia, and Curry Sauce all looked at him.
"Cake Man!"
Curry Sauce was puzzled: "Is this a character design?"
Tang Zhan didn't know how to explain it.
In the past, with Zhuge Dali around, no matter what problem there was, there would be an explanation and a reason could be found.
Now I am somewhat uncomfortable being alone.
Tang Zhan also had to analyze it forcefully: "Xia refers to those who have strong martial arts skills, are brave in doing justice, and are willing to sacrifice themselves to help others. Zi Qiao wandered in the world in his early years. Now he works as an anti-fraud and identifies scumbags. He is very close to Xia. Besides,
There are them in foreign countries, Batman and Spider-Man, which one is not the incarnation of justice, why can’t Zi Qiao be a Cake Man?”
"It makes sense." Lu Ziqiao nodded in agreement.
Tang Zhan continued his analysis: "As a cake man, Ziqiao will easily be tied to cakes over time. When others mention him, they will always include the word cake. This can also avoid advertising during the live broadcast.
Disgusted."
"In this way, Ziqiao's online name is the persona, and the persona is the advertisement. Isn't the trinity better than a simple persona?"
After hearing this, Chen Meijia was shocked and sighed: "Ziqiao, if you had Tang Zhan's brains, you wouldn't have to worry about no one watching the live broadcast."
Lu Ziqiao was also very excited.
Sure enough, Tang Zhan is much more reliable than curry paste.
Fortunately, Tang Zhan came today.
The curry sauce turned into stars, full of admiration for Tang Zhan.
Such a good man actually has a girlfriend...
"Ding……"
The phone rang.
Tang Zhan discovered that it was Zhuge Dali's number: "Dali, are you looking for me?"
"Tang Zhan, come back quickly, something happened." Zhuge Dali sounded anxious.
Tang Zhan suddenly remembered something.
He knew that Hu Yifei's decoration would be full of twists and turns.
Lu Ziqiao was anxious to think of a solution.
He can't always wait at home for people from the decoration company to come over.
When I accompany Lu Ziqiao today, it is impossible to take care of both sides.
So Zhuge Dali was asked to accompany Hu Yifei.
Originally, he thought it would be good to finish Lu Ziqiao's book and start with Hu Yifei.
It seems that he had too good thoughts.
…
at home.
Seeing him coming back, Zhuge Dali ran over and said, "Tang Zhan, please persuade Sister Yifei."
"Leave it to me." Tang Zhan actually guessed what happened.
It should be that Zeng Xiaoxian is from Fudong and the decoration team he hired was also from his hometown. However, Fudong has a different pronunciation and the decoration workers could not understand Mandarin at all. Hu Yifei and the decoration workers were unable to communicate normally and knocked on the wrong wall.
Now I can't communicate anymore.
The commander cannot command.
There is no solution at all.
Hu Yifei was drinking depressedly, her expression almost collapsed: "My trigeminal nerve hurts so much."
Zhang Wei advised: "Yifei, don't be angry, think on the bright side. Other people's toilets only have one door, and it is easy to get crowded when entering and exiting. Your toilet has two doors, one for entering and one for exiting, so it is ventilated and atmospheric."
Hu Yifei glared at Zhang Wei: "Do you really think that since your family has nine sects, you are the admiral of the nine sects?"
"Actually, there is good news." Zhuge Dali kept looking at the floor plan: "What they smashed was not a load-bearing wall, it can still be repaired."
"This is not good news." Hu Yifei was helpless: "What age is this, and there are still people who can't understand Mandarin."