Wu Changfeng held up a finger and waved it: "Who says you can't study? Look at this!"
Wu Changfeng replaced the cassette tape and inserted it again.
"Hey, this typing practice involves pressing the corresponding key for each letter that appears. Does that count as keyboard practice?"
"And this too."
Wu Changfeng switched the game mode again: "There are article editing, typing statistics, typo statistics, and speed statistics here. Isn't that high-end?"
Qian Wang's face darkened...
High-end my foot!
Is this all there is to a real computer?
Typing is a basic skill, but you can't create spreadsheets with it!
Are you kidding me?
It looks like a simple redesign and basic functions for the Subor game console.
But it still can't be demonstrated; this thing is a game console!
Seeing Qian Wang's puzzled expression, Wu Changfeng didn't bother to explain.
This guy has absolutely no idea what marketing is.
Don't you see, in later generations, a piece of lousy tea, put into a small jar, can openly sell for hundreds of millions in sales!
A discarded, low-quality phone is studded with a few fake crystals and endorsed by a big-name celebrity, supposedly symbolizing status and prestige.
That way, it can be sold all over the country.
Is there anywhere in this world where we can reason with people?
If they can do it, my computer learning machine can too.
Go ahead and brag!
During this period, it doesn't matter if the product isn't good; you just need to know how to promote it.
If food products don't provide any health benefits or nutritional support, then you're doomed.
You have to exaggerate how a product can cure all diseases, and ordinary people love this kind of thing and are willing to pay for it.
It's really strange, but it's true.
The two playing games attracted the attention of other employees.
It wasn't until now that people realized the so-called computer learning machine was actually the Subor game console.
They all thought to themselves: "The boss is such a big liar."
Willow branches pressed against his forehead.
Why bother with this thing?!
If you say Qimingxing is short of money, then it really is. The bottomless pit of Jiangcheng is still swallowing money.
They're not short of money, and they live a pretty comfortable life.
At the very least, all employee benefits are provided and are increasing year by year. Once employees join, none of them leave except for health reasons.
But why bother with this game console? Have they abandoned any sense of corporate social responsibility?
But Liu Tiao was helpless; although she had voiced her opposition, it was to no avail.
We had no choice but to let Wu Changfeng do it.
Wu Changfeng called Li Dapeng over, pointed at the computer learning machine, and said, "Immediately expand the market for me."
"The advertising department should hire a spokesperson, and bombard the TV commercial scene with ads!"
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