C169 A Bit Discouraged

Liang Bo is a little discouraged!

He did not expect that Xiang Sunflower would actually throw away the resident humanities competition. They were really in charge of their own activities! What else was there to say? Was this the mobilization of the resident humanities' autonomous vitality?

This was something that did not happen in his previous company! Which employee activity did not require him, the person in charge of this department, to manage?

With the involvement of Xia Thorned Green's Wechat public platform, not only did the resident cultural activity in the various districts not fall into chaos, it even became more colorful and exciting. Even the residents' enthusiasm and praise for the "New City Night Speech" became even greater!

As the first and second gardens were handed over in the fall, the first batch of commercial housing residents was about to arrive at the end of the year. The eight residential sectors that had already entered had to organize a discussion between residents and volunteers, conduct a special service exchange, prepare for all kinds of visits at the end of the year, and prepare for the conclusion of the year's work. The community's workforce did not have enough energy to continuously revolve around the cultural activities of the residents.

Sunflower ran through a few residential areas and listened to the suggestions of the volunteers and residents. He would inform the neighborhood committee later and be at ease and boldly pass the remaining chess games and dancing competitions on the "activity menu" to the bones of the resident humanities team to organize. The community work team would still focus on working on the line of work, care, and service of the residents' lives.

He specially invited Summer Thorn and Ji Taoran over to meet with the volunteers who were responsible for the cultural competition. He also assigned New Little Zhi to be in charge of corresponding tasks, and he became the "hands-off manager. "

The volunteers who had retired from their duties were curious and unfamiliar with the selection process through the online platform. When they discussed and planned online plans with Summer Thorn and Ji Taoran, they would often open their eyes wide like cute primary school students. They were curious and unfamiliar with the competition, and when they discussed and planned online plans with Summer Thorn and Ji Taoran, they would often open their eyes wide like cute primary school students.

Their serious looks made it impossible for Summer Thorn to act cool. Even Ji Taoran changed his look and took out the solemn speech he had given on the stage. - - They used online technology to assist the residents in the art competition, but this was also the first time!

Fortunately, "I've never eaten beef before, and I've heard cow moo moo moo before. " Together with the two new media technologies, they quickly combined the needs of the residents and booked online promotional and commentary plans with Xinzi.

Big Bear's WeChat webpage production technology also became more and more familiar. The few webpage plans were beautifully made, causing the volunteers who wanted to participate in the event to want to use any of them. They couldn't put any of them down.

"New City's Dawn Wind" and "New City's Night Speech" simultaneously released a notice for the residents to compete in chess and singing and dance competitions. The number of people and teams that signed up for the competition had even exceeded his expectations. For a moment, he was actually worried about not having enough space for the event.

"I've already said that the network platform has many functions and can help you solve a lot of problems. "

Xia Jianqing could not help but feel a little proud. He provided the file that he had long expected. When Xinzhi saw this, he could not help but blame him. Why didn't he say earlier that these competitions could be moved to the internet?

In chess and card competitions, the retired middle-aged and elderly residents still liked to face each other in the offline game and "tear each other apart. " Project Sunflower reminded the various neighborhood committees to think of a way to help everyone squeeze out of the venue in the residential activity rooms and the residential commissar's office.

Dance competitions were limited to not having enough stage. The participating residents would record it in their homes and their daily cultivation gardens. They would upload it to the Internet in a fixed format and place it on the page with the New City Night Words. The residents who paid attention to it would vote for it freely.

When Xin Xiaoze was walking around the residential area, he would be stopped by the captain of the dance team, or the residents who were participating in the solo dance competition, asking questions about the recording and uploading.

There were also times when the girl didn't understand, and she could only ask for advice from Summer Thorn. Seeing that Summer Thorn was showing off on WeChat again, she was so angry that she changed the name of this guy's WeChat comment to "Stinky Caterpillar. "

Tan Yin, who had come to the station to carry out legal services, accidentally saw this remark. She could not help but laugh. After a moment, her eyes focused and she looked at it. She was stunned as she scolded Xia Jianqing for not being a girl.

Tan Yin did not know where this uneasy feeling in her heart came from. Xia Jianqing did not have any intention of pursuing the new Little Zhi. The girl was calm. Obviously, it wasn't because of Stranglethorn Green's pretense. However, he felt a little aggrieved and sad!

The municipal organization further deepened the relevant training for basic social governance. The district civil affairs person-in-charge named him and followed him to participate.

On the day he set off, the result of the resident singing competition was announced on the internet.

Although "New City Night Speech" and "New City Dawn Wind" New City Night Speech and New City Dawn Wind were announced at the same time.

Xin Xiaozhi looked at "New City's Xiaofeng. " On the WeChat page, there were no more than 200 people's views. There were a few comments, but all of them gave him a thumbs up. It was a bit disappointing!

Xiao Weng was even more depressed. "Sister Xiao Zhi. Not only Crown, Ya, and Ji Jun went in as well. As he praised his results, he thanked the platform for giving him the opportunity to show off. Even the residents who didn't participate in the competition said that the New City Night Speech was a good platform that stuck close to the lives of the residents and that they had put in great effort! But what about us? We didn't even see a comment with words!"

Before Xinzhi could reply, Liang Bu, who had come over to take the promotional poster, opened his mouth. "It's not that I'm saying, 'New City's Xiaofeng' doesn't need to be done. What's so good about the services in the various residential areas? To the residents, Look, the news programs on television and newspapers. . . How many are talking about the services in the community and residential areas?"

" But now that the network is accessible and the community's first-tier services are active, how can it not be uploaded? The office workers are usually not in the neighborhood. Maybe they want to take a look. " Xin Xiaosi tried his best to refute, but he was not confident enough.

"Hehe, don't blame me for being straightforward. We have to keep this WeChat public account. Perhaps it's suitable to send a notice. That effect would probably be better than writing black boards and posting paper notices. " Liang Bu wasn't afraid of beating up the two youngsters. "Now, who cares about the residential area service? They all shut their doors. Live their own lives. Those who care about the community are mostly retired middle aged people. But they looked at WeChat. They only like to chat, play cards, sing an old song, and dance in the square. . . The limelight has already been snatched away by the 'New City Night Speech', why are you still so busy?"

As Liang Bu spoke, he walked out with the poster in his hand. Xinzi and Xiao Weng felt their hearts hurt and sad from his words. They felt as if they had been stabbed by needles, and most of their enthusiasm had been vented! When they saw the messages that were sent to "New City's Xiaofeng," they really did not want to operate the keyboard anymore.

"Sister Little Si, let's have the New City's Night Speech report for the resident dance competition later on. " Little Weng slid down from the chair and leaned against the back of the chair. He held his stomach with both hands and said, "Anyway, it's hard work and no one cares. Let's spare some energy and see if we can learn something else. "

Learn something else? What should we learn? In the past two years, the new Disperse, who had put half of his energy into learning online technology, was a little lost!

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After losing a few business deals in a row, Rao Lina wasn't convinced, but she was a little discouraged.

The few business companies that were not small had similar reasons to reject her. They said that they were providing a web design plan. The pictures were delicate, but they were not creative enough. They could not highlight the specialties and advantages of their products or services to attract more customers.

Back in the office, She looked at Little Bear, who was quietly chatting with his future wife in front of the screen. She felt even more depressed! At that time, what she wanted the most to dig out and leave behind was the honest and capable big bear.

Little Bear felt the silent pressure behind him. He pressed down on the chat window and turned around, and he received Rao Lina's knife in the eye. "Lin, Sister Lina, you're back. "

"I told you that this is a standard entrepreneurship operation. In the future, don't call me Sister Linina anymore. " Rao Linna threw down her cold words, carried her backpack, and returned to her office.

"Yes, Director Rao. . . " Little Bear quickly agreed and stuck out his tongue at Rao Linna's back.

Beside him, there were two new designers for the three new designers. He couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

His several plans had been rejected by Grina, and she had warned him that if he had such a design drafts again, he would consider changing to another company.

Little Bear suddenly felt a little discouraged. He looked at his brother's WeChat space, which he had not seen for months. There was no pressure from 996's work, no unfinished drafts. What he saw was this guy's happy work and life, as well as the news of the launch that he had discussed with Ji Taoran and Su Xian.

He suddenly missed the days he spent with Xia Thorn Green. At that time, no matter what the problem was with his draft, Summer Thorn would at most knock his head lightly and tell him the direction of the modification. He would even hold his hand that was controlling the mouse and modify it bit by bit. . .

Would he still be able to return to those days? Little Bear did not think of such a possibility and the rate at which it deflated became even faster.