Zhao Wei looked at her explosive private message and happily went to get the trial package sent to him by the Song family.
This is the Song family's practice. Every time before a new product is released, a group of people will be randomly selected to use it first.
Although some people will say they are not satisfied with it after using it, it also makes their reputation more famous.
Zhao Wei has always been a loyal user of Song products. When she received the call, she still couldn't believe it.
Now looking at the trial equipment in her hands, she is three feet tall.
I happily took the trial product back home, and excitedly took photos and posted them on WeChat Moments and Weibo.
"I used the Song Danzi trial clothes that my best friend bought after being single for ten years. I don't know if she will kill me." Aite loves to eat fish.
After finishing writing, Zhao Wei posted on Weibo excitedly, and went to wash her face happily, ready to try the product.
When she returned to the computer, her recovery and private messages were exploding.
"I used my best friend's 20 years of single life in exchange for a sample of trial clothes."
"Sister, have you forgotten? I got lost with you at the train station more than ten years ago. I am your sister."
"Good sisters should share blessings. Sister, it's time for you to contribute to everyone."
"Africans come to breathe European air."
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Seeing everyone's envious comments, Zhao Wei felt very happy.
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At the Song Family Headquarters, Song Jiyang was very satisfied with this publicity.
"How's it going in the production department?"
"No problem at all. The certificate has been approved and we are just waiting to go on the market."
"Keep an eye on me, I won't allow any mistakes at this time!"
"Yes, Mr. Song."
Once this new product launch is successful, the Song family's status will be even higher, so he does not allow any mistakes.
"Let the public relations department be on call at all times, tell them three times the salary, and take paid leave next month. They must guarantee me that there will be no problems this month."
"Don't worry, the public relations department has been prepared for a long time." Not only Song Jiyang was nervous, the assistant was also a little nervous.
"Go and do your work." Song Jiyang stood by the window, with the busy streets under his feet, and the people looked like little ants.
Song Jiyang enjoyed closing his eyes, he liked this feeling of mastering others.
"Chen Feng, one day those things will be mine." Song Jiyang couldn't wait to get Chen Feng's things.
He knew in his heart that the reason why Chen Feng gave them these few prescriptions was that they were not worth mentioning for the more important prescriptions.
Despite this, these rubbish recipes are like treasures for them.
Song Jiyang didn't dare to think about what kind of surprises the other things Chen Feng kept in his hands would bring to them.
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Chen Feng, who was being cared about by Song Jiyang, drank a glass of white wine without changing his expression.
Seeing that Chen Feng was bored, Song Biao blushed and muttered: "As expected of Mr. Chen, he is domineering. Come and give it to me, and I will accompany Mr. Chen."
Song Biao was so drunk that he couldn't find his way around. Even the few people who came with him were also dizzy.
Only Chen Feng, who was being drunk by several people in turn, still had clear eyes and no hint of drunkenness.
He watched Song Biao struggling to pick up the wine glass. Before he could take a sip, the wine glass fell to the table with a "pop", rolled down and broke into pieces.
Song Biao and several others had already fallen asleep on the table.
"Arrange for someone to send them up." Chen Feng stood up and asked Hu Yue to find the hotel staff to send them up to the room that had been opened.
"Mr. Chen, are you okay?" Hu Yue was a little worried.