Zhao Wei looked at her explosion of private messages and happily went to get the trial package sent by the Song family to him.
This is the Song family’s convention. Before each new product is released, a certain number of people will be randomly selected to use it first.
Although some people may not say it well after using it, this also makes their reputation even louder.
Zhao Wei has always been a loyal user of Song’s products. When she received the call, she couldn’t believe it.
Now looking at the trial suit held in her hand, she was three feet tall.
I happily put the trial on it and put it home, and excitedly took photos and posted them on WeChat Moments and Weibo.
"I used Song Danzi, who had been single for ten years in my best friend, to try out the trial suit. I wonder if she would kill me." Aite Kitten loves to eat fish.
After writing, Zhao Wei posted on Weibo excitedly, happily washed her face and prepared to try the product.
When she returned to the computer, she would explode when she resumed and sent private messages.
"I used my best friend to be single for twenty years for trial package samples."
"Sister, have you forgotten? At the train station more than ten years ago, I got lost with you. I am your sister."
"Good sisters should share the blessings. It's time for you to contribute to everyone."
"Africans come and suck European air."
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Looking at everyone's envious comments, Zhao Wei felt happy.
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Song Jiyang is still very satisfied with this publicity at the headquarters of the Song family.
"How is the production department going?"
"It's absolutely fine, the certificate has been approved, and I'm waiting for it to be launched."
"Stay it for me, I won't allow any mistakes at this time!"
"Yes, Mr. Song."
Once the new product is released successfully, the status of their Song family will be higher, so he will not allow any mistakes.
"Let the PR department be on standby at all times, tell them to have three times their salary, and take paid leave next month, and I must guarantee that no problems will occur this month."
"Don't worry, the Public Relations Department has been ready for a long time." Not only Song Jiyangxin was nervous, but also the assistant was a little nervous.
"You go and do your business." Song Jiyang stood by the window, with traffic under his feet, and people looked like little ants.
Song Jiyang enjoyed his eyes closed, and he liked the feeling of being a good person.
"Chen Feng, one day those things are mine." Song Jiyang couldn't wait to get Chen Feng's things.
He knew in his heart that the reason why Chen Feng took out these prescriptions for them was not worth mentioning for the more important prescriptions.
Despite this, they felt like they had a treasure for these garbage recipes.
Song Jiyang dared not think about what kind of surprises the other things Chen Feng kept in his hand would bring them.
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Chen Feng, who was thinking about Song Jiyang, drank a glass of white wine without changing his expression.
Seeing that Chen Feng was so bored, Song Biao muttered with a red face: "It's worthy of being Mr. Chen, domineering. Come and give me a full list of people, I'll accompany Mr. Chen."
Song Biao was already drunk and couldn't find Bei anymore. Even the people who came with him were dizzy.
Only Chen Feng was drunk by several people, his eyes were still clear and he was not drunk at all.
He watched Song Biao pick up the wine glass with great effort. Before he could take a sip, the wine glass fell on the table with a "splash", and it rolled down and fell to pieces.
Song Biao and several others were already lying on the table and slept soundly.
"Arranging someone to send them up." Chen Feng stood up and asked Hu Yue to find the hotel staff to send them up to the opened room.
"Mr. Chen, are you okay?" Hu Yue was a little worried.