Chapter 20 [20]
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Jingxi got home from Hi Coffee & Car at 10 p.m.
I threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine and received a WeChat message from Luo Qingyue.
First, let's talk about Lü Shuyi's visit to Dongchuan, where he filmed an advertisement for Mingyue.
She then added that Lu Mingxiao accompanied her to take Lü Shuyi to the airport.
【Crescent Moon】: When I came back from the airport, Lu Mingxiao gave me his car.
【Crescent Moon】: It's inevitable that my driving skills have become rusty after not driving for a month, but with Lu Mingxiao's patient guidance, I quickly got the hang of it. Later, he even praised me, saying that it was very comfortable to ride in my car and that he wanted to hire me as his full-time driver. I told him that would be a different price.
Luo Qingyue is three years younger than Jingxi, which is the age when she can't keep secrets.
Jingxi chuckled and pressed the talk button: "Driving for the boss is nothing special, driving with the boss is what's exciting. If there's content suitable for adults, I'll cover the extra price. Good luck, I'm rooting for you!"
Luo Qingyue: "..."
——
In the blink of an eye, Luo Qingyue has been at Mingyue for a month.
On her desk was a calendar, and every day before leaving get off work, she would put a cartoon sticker representing her mood on the corresponding date.
The change from a crying face to a smiling face on the sticker also represents her transformation from resistance to adaptation.
"How am I so amazing?" Luo Qingyue sighed, looking at the calendar, and decided to buy herself a small cake as a reward.
Even when finding joy in hardship, it's essential to maintain a strong sense of ritual.
She contacted her favorite cake shop, called a delivery person, and had the small cake delivered to Mingyue.
Around lunchtime, I sat at my desk, used blind boxes as a backdrop, took a picture of the small cakes, and posted it on my WeChat Moments.
Without any accompanying text, her screen was quickly flooded with "Happy Birthday" messages. Helpless, Luo Qingyue could only comment herself, "Today isn't my birthday, I just wanted to eat cake."
Of course, not everyone was offering their blessings.
Like Luo Hanzhou, remind her to eat less sweets to avoid rotting teeth.
Jingxi said that the hidden blind boxes were even more eye-catching than the cakes.
Lu Shuyi said the cake looked good and asked her to take her to eat it next time she came to Dongchuan.
As for Lu Mingxiao...
I didn't say anything, but I gave it a like.
Luo Qingyue saw his name among a group of likes, and a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.
After finishing the cake, Luo Qingyue rested her head on the table for a nap.
She was woken up by Xu Jie. Director Lin had called an emergency meeting and ordered everyone to go to the conference room immediately.
After getting to know him for a while, Luo Qingyue realized that Director Lin was the kind of leader she disliked very much.
First of all, she has a lot of authority and often uses her title to intimidate people. Her words must be obeyed absolutely, and she does not accept any opinions from her subordinates.
Secondly, if they are reprimanded by their superiors, they will take it out on the entire department, just like now.
"They eat the company's food and use the company's products, but they don't do their jobs properly. I really don't know what they're thinking."
"If we can't increase our followers or our daily active users, what's the point of supporting you? You're a bunch of useless people."
In the conference room, Luo Qingyue was dozing off in the back row, while Director Lin's shrill voice pierced her eardrums.
She snapped back to reality, gripping her pen. She saw Director Lin with a taut face, veins bulging, his fierceness resembling Thanos, but without superpowers.
Luo Qingyue listened to her rant for a while before piecing together the reason—
The official account data of major self-media platforms was unsatisfactory, which was pointed out by other department directors and questioned by Lu Mingxiao.
For Director Lin, this was indeed quite embarrassing.
However, what to post on the self-media platform and how to post it all need to be reviewed and approved by her.
When Luo Qingyue first arrived at Mingyue, she had few things to do, so she went through all of Mingyue's official accounts.
Actually, the account had a lot of likes and comments before, but it has dropped sharply in the last three months.
Having prior operational experience, she had analyzed the reasons.
One was that they were stingy; the interactive prizes were either water bottles or towels with the Mingyue logo printed on them, and the design of the interactive content was also mediocre. She glanced at it and couldn't muster any interest at all.
Furthermore, Director Lin suddenly had a whimsical idea and started doing something.
This is no ordinary job; she's wearing a traditional Northeastern floral-patterned jacket and doing Yangko dance. If Luo Qingyue hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have imagined it would appear on the official account. It doesn't match the brand's sophisticated and composed image, and it's quite an eyesore.
Director Lin was too immersed in his own artistic world, so it was good that Lu Mingxiao criticized him and brought him back to his senses.
If it weren't for her outstanding performance, Luo Qingyue would have almost suspected that she was a spy sent by a rival company.
It's a pity that these lowly laborers suffer, never getting any peace and quiet.
This is not the first time the same situation has occurred.
She ignored it, letting it go in one ear and out the other, and her other colleagues seemed to have gotten used to it, remaining silent.
Luo Qingyue secretly glanced at Song Tao next to her and drew a cartoon in her notebook.
Director Lin ran ahead, chased by two wild boars. Director Lin fell into a pit, and the wild boars tied her up and roasted her over a fire.
It was so funny that Luo Qingyue couldn't help but chuckle.
The laughter wasn't loud, but it sounded particularly jarring in the otherwise silent conference room.
And so, she was caught red-handed by Director Lin, who delivered a scathing rebuke: "Luo Qingyue, is what I said funny?"
When your name is called by the director, you should naturally stand up.
Luo Qingyue regained her composure, shook her head, and Director Lin asked her what she was laughing about.
Luo Qingyue would never betray Song Tao, so she casually said, "Your small body can actually unleash such great energy; it's more spectacular than a volcanic eruption."
Luo Qingyue is 168cm tall, while Director Lin is 10cm shorter than her. She wears high heels all year round, and her walk is incredibly loud.
As soon as she finished speaking, her colleagues laughed along with her, and the lively atmosphere meant that Director Lin's authority was being challenged.
Director Lin's expression grew even darker as he glared at Luo Qingyue, his eyes wide with anger.
Luo Qingyue thought she would get angry and say something nasty, but to her surprise, her tone was unusually calm.
"From today onwards, you are in charge of all the official accounts on all platforms. If you don't gain 20,000 followers within a week, you're fired."
As soon as Director Lin finished speaking, the entire room erupted in an uproar.
A new employee who had just joined the company and was still in his probationary period was entrusted with the important task of increasing followers.
Even the professional operations team of the new media group couldn't achieve this goal, clearly indicating that they didn't intend for Luo Qingyue to stay.
Xu Jie was the first to stand up for her: "Director, Qingyue did not mean to offend you. She is not a member of the new media team and has other tasks to complete. Please forgive her and don't make things difficult for her."
Xu Jie stood beside Luo Qingyue and whispered, "If you apologize, this matter can be put behind you."
Previously, Director Lin was very kind to her, mistakenly believing that she was someone Cheng Wang had selected.
Putting aside her powerful backer and treating her as an independent person, Luo Qingyue is now convinced by the current situation.
She truly disapproved of Director Lin's behavior, and if she yielded, Director Lin would surely become even more ruthless in the future.
The lazy bum couldn't sit still any longer and wanted to prove himself. Luo Qingyue didn't comply with Xu Jie's request and said without changing her expression, "Is it 20,000 followers on each platform, or the total of all of them?"
Director Lin's sneer was undisguised: "Twenty thousand followers on each platform? Aren't you overestimating yourself?"
That would be the latter.
Luo Qingyue raised her hand and made a "five" gesture towards Director Lin: "Total of all platforms, fifty thousand."
In the eyes of her colleagues, Luo Qingyue is a typical sweet girl.
She is good-looking, approachable, and occasionally loves to daydream.
Carefree and unassuming, no one expected her to clash with Director Lin.
Luo Qingyue's words were not a discussion, but a notification delivered with a firm tone.
Her voice was cool and her gaze sharp and firm. At the end, she added, "If I succeed, please, Director, don't organize dinners so often. We young people really dislike drinking culture."
Moreover, they always split the bill at every gathering, and it's really going too far for Director Lin to get away with it for free.
After leaving the conference room and watching Director Lin disappear down the corridor, Song Tao took Luo Qingyue's arm and said excitedly, "You were so cool just now! You're the first person in the marketing center to stand up to Director Lin. I regret not taking a picture with my phone to keep as a keepsake."
Ho Ka-lok: "As a hero of the marketing center, I will forget your dark history and will never laugh at you again."
Xu Jie expressed her concern: "Qingyue, are you really sure?"
Luo Qingyue shook her head and smiled amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.
“If I leave Mingyue, remember to book a Manchu Han Imperial Feast at Fuxingji as a farewell gift for me.”
Ho Ka-lok: "Pah, pah, pah! The war has just begun. We can't afford to lose our fighting spirit, no matter what we lose."
Song Tao: "If you can't increase your followers, then I'll buy them for you. Director Lin didn't stipulate that you can't fake it. In short, I'm not going to let you leave!"
"Found a bug, that's great, Little Peach."
Luo Qingyue laughed heartily. She realized then that it felt quite nice to be cared for.
Back at her workstation, Luo Qingyue woke up her computer.
On Mingyue's internal chat software, a private message popped up from Feng Xuejiao, the team leader of the new media operations group.
Luo Qingyue had barely spoken a few words to Feng Xuejiao.
But every time I pass by her, I feel like she has her eyes on the sky, doesn't look at people directly, and has an arrogant attitude.
Luo Qingyue was extremely surprised by her initiative in sending a private message and clicked to view the details.
[Feng Xuejiao]: Do you think operating an account is as easy as eating and drinking?
[Feng Xuejiao]: 50,000 followers in seven days, how dare you!
They came to criticize her, how inexplicable. Luo Qingyue remained silent, passionately typing on the keyboard—
When I opened my Western restaurant, I gained over 80,000 followers in a week, and I only had one account.
Before she could finish typing, another message from Feng Xuejiao arrived.
[Feng Xuejiao]: Ask me anytime if you don't understand something, and I can teach you step by step. Just let me know if you need anything from me.
Luo Qingyue was shocked; this reversal came too fast.
[Luo Qingyue]: Why did you help me?
[Feng Xuejiao]: Because I've been unhappy with Director Lin for a long time too [smile]
At this point, Luo Qingyue realized that Director Lin was truly unpopular.
Xu Jie delegated the work she was doing to others.
However, Luo Qingyue had no clue what kind of content to create and didn't need to consult Feng Xuejiao for the time being.
After dinner, Luo Qingyue sat at her workstation and put on her headphones.
She went through all of Mingyue's social media accounts again, as if isolated from the world, and wrote down the data analysis in her notes. By the time she received Lu Mingxiao's WeChat message and pulled her thoughts out of her reverie, it was already past 10 p.m.
Lu Mingxiao asked her if she had gone back, and Luo Qingyue gave a negative answer.
[Lu Mingxiao]: I don't have any either. Let me know when you're done, and I can give you a ride home on my way.
It's indeed very convenient to go from Guanjiangyue to Xingguang Shuixie.
With her mind in a fog, Luo Qingyue thought for a moment and realized that since she couldn't move the mission forward, she might as well go home and get some rest.
She pressed the keys on her phone and replied to Lu Mingxiao.
【Crescent Moon】: I want to leave now, is that okay?
[Lu Mingxiao]: Okay, wait for me in the parking lot.
It wouldn't be good if someone saw us.
【Crescent Moon】: I ate too much for dinner and need to digest. Turn right after exiting the park gate and you'll see me at the seventh street lamp.
[Lu Mingxiao]: ...That works too.
The night was deep, and the warm summer breeze gently brushed against my cheeks.
Luo Qingyue counted very carefully, and just as she reached seven, a light shone from behind her.
Turning around, sure enough, it was that familiar black SUV.
The car came to a stop, and Luo Qingyue opened the passenger door and got in.
Watching her fasten her seatbelt, Lu Mingxiao turned the steering wheel and drove away.
Yu Guangzhong, the person next to him leaned his head against the car window, silent, as if he was thinking about something.
In his mind, Luo Qingyue was the kind of person who could talk to you for ten sentences after you said just one, like a little lark. Being with her meant you never had to worry about the atmosphere getting awkward.
At this moment, she remained silent, which Lu Mingxiao found particularly unusual, so he took the initiative to ask her about it.
"Where did you buy the cake? It looks really good."
It refers to the post she made on WeChat Moments at noon.
Luo Qingyue told the truth, then laughed helplessly: "So many people wished me a happy birthday."
Lu Mingxiao turned on his turn signal, moved the car into the left turn lane, and stopped to wait for the red light.
He turned to look at Luo Qingyue: "I saw Cheng Wang post it. I was wondering why, since your birthday is in February."
Luo Qingyue said in a light voice, "You know that too."
“It’s written on my resume,” Lu Mingxiao replied.
It's not surprising that a top student from University A has an exceptional memory.
Luo Qingyue told him, "Today is the one-month anniversary of my arrival at Mingyue, so I wanted to buy a cake to celebrate."
As soon as he finished speaking, the traffic light turned from red to green, and Lu Mingxiao lightly pressed the accelerator: "I guessed so."
Luo Qingyue gave him a heads-up: "Don't ask me how I feel. I can't answer that. Right now, I only have one thing on my mind: how to gain 50,000 followers for Mingyue's official account within seven days."
For a fleeting moment, she forgot that Lu Mingxiao was the big boss of Mingyue.
As soon as she said it, Luo Qingyue regretted it. This was a grudge between her and Director Lin, and it was clearly not appropriate for Lu Mingxiao to know about it.
But since she had already said it, there was no way to take it back. She remembered what Lu Mingxiao had said during the interview, that he wouldn't give her any special privileges, and suddenly felt relieved.
During a meeting with the department director this morning, someone brought up the issue of operating the official account.
Lu Mingxiao hadn't paid attention for a while, so he immediately read through all the content on various platforms.
There's nothing wrong with her trying to create something, but the problem is that she messed it up terribly and it was very unsatisfactory.
So he told Director Lin to go back to the original idea and stick to the old way, instead of trying to innovate.
Hearing Luo Qingyue say this, Lu Mingxiao was somewhat surprised: "Lin Qian has entrusted the operation of the official account to you."
Lin Qian is the full name of Director Lin.
Luo Qingyue responded, fearing he would continue to press her for answers, and preemptively said, "You must be wondering why I, who am not in charge of new media, was assigned such an important task."
Lu Mingxiao remained silent, while Luo Qingyue answered her own question: "Because I am outstanding. Director Lin discovered my potential as her successor, so she gave me the opportunity to show my skills."
[Author's Note]
My first month at Mingyue: I drove for the boss. [doge][doge][doge]
Six months at Mingyue: I've driven with the boss [winking emoji][winking emoji][winking emoji]
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