“Lan Lan and Tan Qing will continue to follow up on the group-to-store cooperation until the end of the month, and then come back to help with promotions and merchant negotiations.”
“Wenhao, please call Lai Cunqing and ask them to prepare. When the Xitian branch opens, we will officially launch the promotion.”
“Xuemei, keep an eye on the materials and communicate with them on time, because we may need large quantities of things later.”
“For example, posters, flyers, milk tea packaging, standing signs and PVC rankings, don’t miss things.”
“Sunai will continue to optimize the website and keep an eye on the online sales business of the group.”
“Lu Feiyu will be solely responsible for the content team this time. He will select some competition topics that have been used before and have good results, and then re-do them to stimulate forum interaction and posts.”
“By the way, Lan Lan, please transfer three people from the marketing team you are responsible for to provide training for the team coming to Cunqing. They didn’t set up a marketing team at the beginning, and now they are a little confused.”
Jiang Qin’s speech was not fast, but smooth and powerful, and he quickly arranged the tasks of each group and even each individual.
These people here are all 208 years old. They have experienced two promotions and have a basic understanding of the process.
They know that they have to become tool men again, and they will be beaten wherever the boss points them out.
After winter has passed, the weather has warmed up quickly, and the trees on the roadside have gradually sprouted delicate new buds. Spring is quietly approaching. Although the grass has not grown to the point where the orioles are flying, the abundant vitality can be seen everywhere.
At seven o’clock in the morning, F4 from 302 came to the cafeteria together.
Jiang Qin simply drank some preserved egg and lean meat porridge, ate a tray of steamed buns, and then took out a meal card from his pocket and threw it on the table.
“Remember to order it for me.”
“…”
Cao Guangyu glanced at the meal card left by Jiang Qin, then glanced at his leaving figure, and his scalp suddenly felt numb for a while.
What’s the matter with Lao Jiang’s dog coins? A meal card with a balance of less than 100, but he just got rid of it and filled it in a blank check book casually?
It’s so cool. I must replicate this behavior. It will definitely be useful in the future!
Cao Guangyu closed his eyes and silently recalled the scene clearly. It was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he suddenly felt that a new icon lit up on his skill meter.
“Brother Jiang skipped class again today?”
Cao Guangyu came back to his senses and glanced at Zhou Chao: “What do you mean by skipping class again? This guy has never been to class at all.”
Zhou Chao patted his belly: “I’ve been eating free food every day lately, and I’ve become a little fat.”
Ren Ziqiang raised his head when he heard the sound: “Are you a little embarrassed too?”
“No, I hope these days never end!”