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Chapter 88 This company's homepage is too abstract

Chapter 88 This company's homepage is too abstract
There was a moment of dead silence in the president's office.

Weng Ziqin desperately chewed on the meaning of the boss's words, and for more than ten seconds, his face finally turned pale: "Mr. Yang, you, what do you mean?"

Could it be that the company's homepage should be the same as the outer packaging of this certain tree brand coconut milk?
The densely packed words, the chaotic typesetting, the color of the text like a small street advertisement, and the information density that makes you want to stuff everything into the audience's mind?
Just by imagining it, one can imagine that the company's homepage created in this way is similar to some websites warned by Fobole.

Viewers or investors come and click on the company's homepage, and they see this thing... That scene is very exciting to think about, no, it's hard to hold back.

What is Mr. Yang thinking? !

"That's right." Yang Ruoqian showed an inscrutable expression, affirming Weng Ziqin's conjecture, "The homepage of the company I need is just such a homepage."

"Mr. Yang, this, this." Weng Ziqin considered his words a little bit, and put forward his own opinion with a very high emotional intelligence, "Will the homepage produced by this way be too... no, a little... no, a little abstract?"

This is the facade of the company, no matter how fancy it is, the first design is already the limit!

Yang Ruoqian shook his head: "I'm just telling you the way of thinking, of course you can't just copy it."

Hearing what the boss said, Weng Ziqin's almost collapsed mentality was lifted up again.

Not good, not good.

It is too eye-catching to use the coconut milk packaging style of a certain tree brand as the homepage of the company's website. Such design art should be too early for human beings in the 21st century.

Weng Ziqin breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Yang, what is your specific suggestion?"

"Just learning the packaging of a certain tree brand coconut milk is not enough. In my opinion, they are still a little too conservative." Yang Ruoqian took the mouse, casually opened a pirated reading software on the computer that was full of pop-up advertisements, and showed it to Weng Ziqin. "We should add some pop-up windows like this to fill up the top, bottom, left, and right sides of the company's homepage, leaving only the middle part for viewers to read the content of the webpage."

How about a small webpage that looks like a Fobole warning?
Yang Ruoqian's idea for the company's homepage is that, except that the content is from the guild, all the designs are copied from this website, trying to give the viewers the strongest mental attack!
Think about it, potential collaborators click on the company's homepage to see, it is such a thing, who would have the idea of ​​cooperation?

Those powerful and capable anchor artists want to join the company and find the company's contact information, but when they enter the homepage, the contact information is the same as the small advertisement for door-to-door unlocking, and the first impression of the company must be that kind of dirty and messy small workshop.

Not to mention the audience, who are disgusted by harassment pop-ups all day long. When they see this kind of page, there is a high probability that they will immediately feel disgusted, and they will not stay for a second.

A design idea, disgusting three groups, such a genius plan, only I, Yang Ruoqian, can think of it?
Weng Ziqin, who was still rejoicing just now, heard Yang Ruoqian's speech, and was struck by thunder: "Huh?"

It turns out that Yang always thinks that the packaging style of a certain tree brand coconut juice is not enough against the sky, and it needs to be more against the sky?
This this……

Weng Ziqin stared blankly at the three plans that he had spent so many days and painstakingly devising, and there was only one doubt in his heart—in the eyes of the boss, my plan was not as good as a big-character poster that was casually typed out in word and typeset.

"President Yang, I...I..."

"What's wrong?" Yang Ruoqian raised his head in doubt, "Is it because what I said is not clear enough? Or do you think it is too general and needs more details?"

"Details? What details?" Weng Ziqin asked blankly, having almost completely lost the ability to think.

Tsk, this girl still lacks the ability to infer other cases from one instance.

It's okay, as a boss, I can teach.

"We definitely can't place advertisements in the pop-up windows on the company's website." Yang Ruoqian talked eloquently, "Isn't Huang Rushi's dance troupe in the most critical period of development? We can make a small game for them, and then insert the link of the small game into these pop-up windows."

"In this way, we can not only enrich the content, but also make a good publicity campaign for our 'Macho Dance Troupe', killing two birds with one stone."

Just imagine, if someone who has a particularly high level of endurance, or someone who really wants to cooperate sincerely, takes over such an abstract company homepage, what awaits him next is a constant bombardment of mini-game links, and if the mouse accidentally clicks on the wrong place, a trio of dance troupes with their own characteristics will appear accompanied by earthy bgm...

How many people can still endure in this situation, instead of clicking the fork in the upper right corner?

People with a bad temper may even directly post this kind of homepage in the community and complain wildly.

This is Yang Ruoqian's second insurance for the company's homepage!
He didn't believe that he couldn't smash his own signboard by doing so.

Yang Ruoqian praised his thoughtful plan in his heart, and told the dumbfounded Weng Ziqin, "Is this enough detail and clarity? According to my request, draw up another design and hand it over to Zhu Qifeng to make it."

A few days ago, Zhu Qifeng, the security guard, readily agreed to help make the webpage, which saved Yang Ruoqian a lot of effort.

……

When leaving the office and returning to his work station, Weng Ziqin still had a bewildered expression on his face.

Seeing her like this, Wen Lianji asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you? The boss rejected your plan?"

How come the state of my good sister is exactly the same as when I got the street interview questions designed by Mr. Yang not long ago?

"It's okay if it's just rejected, at worst, I'll make a new one..." Weng Ziqin sat down and couldn't help complaining, "You don't even know what plan Mr. Yang gave me!"

Now she can finally understand why Wen Lianji acted that way when she got the interview questions on the street.

In Weng Ziqin's Three Views, if the webpage is designed according to Mr. Yang's ideas, not to mention ordinary people, even Trisolarans will be so disgusted that they will give up attacking the earth.

"After working for so long, you still don't know how good Mr. Yang is?" Wen Lianji Mingming is a new employee, but he speaks like an old fritter, "We just study hard and we're done. What do we want to do so much?"

After being refreshed countless times, the employees of Kuiguang Group have already summed up two rules - 1. Mr. Yang is never wrong, 2. If Mr. Yang is wrong, please refer to the first rule.

"Hey, I know..." Weng Ziqin sighed, "I have to get rid of President Yang's plan quickly this afternoon, and then hand it over to Zhu..."

Having said this, Weng Ziqin was suddenly stunned.

Mr. Yang just said who will execute the plan?To whom will the web page be produced?
Zhu Qifeng? !

She turned her head to look at Shao Yiqi and Wen Lianji, and asked uncertainly: "Xiaowen, I remember Zhu Qifeng, he should be the security guard of our company?"

(End of this chapter)

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