Led by the Nose Right After Transmigrating

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At the request of the company, Ruan Chiu-tzu opened a work account on Weibo. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally thought of a name that had nothing to do with “tweet”. It took a day and almost let her die on the spot.

According to the little secretary's gossip, the boss Tu at the time heard Ruan Chiu's name, his facial muscles twitched, and his eyes stopped talking. Finally, he swallowed what he wanted to say.

He knocked on the table with his hand and said, "Well...'Fat Bird First Fly'...this name is good, good."

Ruan Chiu Chiu can already make up for Tu Nan's look that he wants to laugh but can't laugh.

Don’t you think this name is cute?

Ruan Zhuozhuo himself said that she is still very satisfied.

The Weibo account of "Fat Bird First Fly" was created, with the title of the artist named "Xia Ke Xing", and the company official Xuan Aite, immediately attracted the first group of people eating melons. They flooded into Weibo and saw only one Weibo:

The fat bird flies first: hello~what do you eat tonight? Let me refer to it.

As a result, the netizens who originally came to confess their original intentions immediately forgot their original intentions and left messages on Weibo for their dinners, and many people’s pictures were topped in the front row. Good interaction becomes a large-scale exchange dinner scene, with a refreshing style.

Two hours later, Fat Bird first flew and updated a Weibo with only a few simple words: dinner.

The picture is a gourmet photo without filters. There were a few dishes of home-cooked dishes on the table, meat and vegetables, red, red, green and green. They were really good-looking, with two bowls of white rice. Seeing people's appetites, I really wanted to go up and have a bite.

"Wow, did the blogger make it? She can draw and cook, she's a little fairy."

"Who is next to you?"

"Envy! I want to eat too!"

"The fairy life can be said to be very jealous!"

People who didn't know thought it was a food blogger, and the style of Weibo was completely crooked and had nothing to do with the company. The only comments left were confession and food-eating discussions. There were a few innocent blacks, and they were immediately suppressed. Like a stone sinking into the water, it disappeared without a splash of water.

Ruan Jiao-chuo opened Weibo in his previous life, but his fans are much smaller than now. At that time, she also shared the pictures and was fine. There were occasional photos of tourist attractions. There were not many active fans, but they were all harmonious.

Nowadays, the base number has increased, but I received a lot of private messages and Aite in one night, making Ruan Jiujiu still a little worried. Fortunately, only a handful of people are picking things up. Most of them are Buddhist and cute. At the request of the company, Ruan Juechu released a few unfinished line drafts, and watched the number of followers steadily increase, but in just a few days, it has broken through 100,000 people.

Ruan Chiu-chuu was a little surprised: "I didn't expect so many people."

A blogger like her, who posts little and doesn't know how to operate, should be very cold.

"This is expected." Lao Meng leaned forward and looked at Ruan Chiu with a smile. "Don't talk about them, I feel very warm when I look at your Weibo. Oh, by the way, can you teach me? How to make the eggplant box, my wife looked greedy, insisting to eat it."