On Friday, Su Meng handed over the results of 5,000 questionnaires collected in the past two days to Bill.
Five thousand questionnaires are not too much, but it is extremely difficult to collect five thousand valid questionnaires within three days.
Fortunately, she has a genius son.
She asked Xiao Kaikai to do big data analysis and sent questionnaires to the mailboxes of customers who had consumed at VG.
After sending out one hundred thousand questionnaires, only five thousand questionnaires with reference significance were obtained.
The final survey results show that many freshmen are puzzled by the difficulty of buying clothes. If there are clothes that are affordable but lively and business-like, 90% of young people said they would be willing to buy them.
After reading the survey data, Bill said privately to Su Meng, “In fact, the upper management of the company has also considered changing the style in recent years, but there is great resistance. Sales in the Chinese market account for an increasing proportion of total sales. Survey data may have unexpected effects.”
Su Meng was so surprised.
If she can lead the company’s clothing style change, then the road to promotion will be much smoother in the future. It is estimated that the year-end bonus will be enough for her down payment.
Thinking of the mysterious gift that his son could give tomorrow, every cell on Su Meng’s body showed the word happy all day long Friday.
Lin Xiyu watched Su Meng float up and down the company like a butterfly, her teeth clenched.
Xiaolin had just been deducted the year-end bonus a few days ago, and now he doesn’t dare to jump around. He just stood in the corner and watched Su Meng’s sight as if he was poisoned.
But Su Meng’s good mood only lasted until the door rang on Saturday morning.
When the doorbell rang, Su Meng and Xiao Kaikai were choosing the clothes to wear today in the clothing room.
In the past, Xiao Kaikai never cared what to wear when going out, but today he is particularly stubborn to ask Su Meng and him to wear a mother and child outfit.
Su Meng likes to wear mother and child clothes with Xiao Kaikai, and I bought a lot of mother and child clothes at home.
Xiao Kaikai was particularly selected today. In the cloakroom, he turned out all the maternal and child outfits. One set was compared with one set, and the best-looking set must be selected.
Su Meng was sweating profusely, watching Xiao Kaikai squatting on the floor frowning and turning over his clothes.
Obviously Xiao Kai was very happy when he talked about the mysterious gift last night, but he started to stinks again this morning.
“Baby, let’s pick one. It’s just a gift.”
Xiao Kai stubbornly shook his head, “No, it must be the best-looking.”
When he checked his marriage through Baidu this morning, he found out that he used to be his mother’s oil bottle. New boyfriends of divorced women generally don’t like girlfriend’s oil bottles, and they will usually be cold and violent to the oil bottles after marriage.
As long as he thought that his mother might not want him, he would not want to give out today’s gift.
But thinking that today’s gift will be long and hard to heal, and it will be alive soon. If it is just a year or two, he can bear it.
In the end, reason convinced him, but he must wear a mother-child costume, and must let the gift know that he can never separate him from his mother.
Hearing the door bell, Su Meng got up and opened the door. After seeing through the cat’s eyes that the person at the door turned out to be Zhao Zhijun, she opened the door with an ugly expression, but only opened a crack in the door, not giving outsiders a chance to come in.
“Zhao Jijun, what are you doing here?”
Zhao Zhijun raised all kinds of toys in his hands and smiled brightly, “I’m here to give Xiaokai toys. I bought a lot of limited-edition toys. Mengmeng, don’t block the door and let me in. Look at Xiao Kaikai.”
Su Meng is true to him, “Let’s go and take the things away. I won’t want anything from you. Don’t keep your mouth shut. It’s Xiao Kai. That’s my son, and you have nothing to do with you. ”
Zhao Zhijun couldn’t hear Su Meng’s unwelcome words, and said with a smile, “Mengmeng, you watched the people coming and going in the corridor, you let me in, can we talk slowly?”
Just at this moment, someone came out of the house, saw a man pestering Su Meng’s door, and glanced in this direction for several times.
Su Meng pondered for a moment, then opened the door, “Come in.”
Zhao Zhijun happily took the present into the living room.
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