Chapter 6 — Destiny PPT version

The male programmer turned the computer to the person next to him. "Activation conditions, entrance location, interface data field have all been written. Who helped you write it?" "I wrote it myself." "Have you ever made a product before?" "No." "So this is even clearer than asking General Director Phuong to give it to you." The meeting room was quiet. Phuong Hao's gloomy face was clearly visible to the naked eye. Female operator bows her head to drink coffee. The corners of the mouth cannot be pressed down. I pretended not to hear. Hastily continued. “This time only do three situations.” “Delayed fee payment reminder.” “Resume task delayed.” “Upcoming birthday reminder.” Business asked: “Partner resources are currently not available.” I said: "Finance has given the list." "There are twelve houses on the list, but whether we can negotiate is another matter." "First of all, there is no need to negotiate deep cooperation." I opened another page. "Use commission sharing redirection." The business frowned. "Low commission." "But fast." "Based on what does the other side give us entrance?" I said: "Because we give them users with high intentions." The male operator chimed in. “How to prove high intention?” I opened the data. “The reminder has been set, the delay has not been completed, the second reminder has not been completed yet.” “This type of user is not without need.” “It's just that the final kick is missing.” The male programmer nodded. “This logic works.” The designer asked: “What about page style?” I handed over a sketch. "Don't look like an advertisement." "Like a lifeline." The designer laughed. "This is a good example." Phuong Hao finally opened his mouth. "Does everyone think it can be done?" No one said anything. He looked over at the programmer. The male programmer shrugged. "One week of gray testing, it worked." Phuong Hao looked at the operation again. The female operator said: "I can fix the words." The trader said: "I'll try to contact the three families this afternoon." Phuong Hao's expression looked like he was forced to swallow an unripe sweet potato. He looked at me. "On Nhien, do you know what happens when the gray experiment fails?" I nodded. "I know." "If you know, you still do it?" I looked at the whiteboard. The words Co Thua Nghien wrote are still there. Don't let this turn into tomorrow's trouble. I said: "Users are already failing." "Let's just try to help them." No one in the meeting room laughed. No one objected. Phuong Hao stared at me. A few seconds later, he put the pen in his hand on the table. "Okay." I breathed a sigh of relief. He added one sentence. “Three days later, I looked at the data.” The day the gray test aired, I didn't dare sleep. At one o'clock in the morning, the programmer sent a message in the group. "The fee payment situation has been broadcast." One twenty minutes in the morning. "The birthday situation has been broadcast." At two five minutes in the morning. "The resume situation has been broadcast." I sat at work in the company, holding a cold cup of coffee. Manh Vi lay down on the table next to him. "On Nhien, your eyes are like two frozen grapes." I said: "Thank you." "You didn't compliment me." "I know." She yawned. "Are you really not going to sleep?" "I want to see the first batch of data." "Tomorrow morning the data will still be there." "Not the same." "Not the same?" I stared at the backstage page. "I'm afraid it will die when I'm not looking." see." Manh Vi was silent for two seconds. "You and General Director Co are quite similar." I immediately raised my head. "My personality is not that bad." She smiled. "He also looked at data like that before." "Before?" Manh Vi looked towards the boss's office. The lights are still on. "When Tinh Lam first started his business, he could sleep at the company for a week. Later, there were more people, bigger projects, more meetings, on the contrary, he was farther away from the users."I didn't answer. Because backstage dances a number. First click. Fee payment situation. User after delay

Twice prompted to pay electricity bill, clicked "solve now". My whole body sat up straight. The second one. The third one. The fourth one. The click rate is not high. But not zero. At three thirty in the morning, the resume situation had its first application. Twenty-nine yuan. I stared at that number. Twenty-nine. Very small. So small that the CFO might not even bat an eye. But it really shows up. Manh Vi also woke up. "Yes?" I nodded. "Yes." She rubbed her eyes. "Congratulations, you sold your first regret medicine." Nine o'clock in the morning. The meeting room was filled with people. Co Thua Nghien sat in the chair position. Phuong Hao sat on his right hand. I stand in front of the screen. This time, the wrong file was not shown. But I was still nervous. “Data from the first day of gray testing.” I opened the report. “Covered twelve thousand users.” “Total activations three thousand seven.” “Button click rate six point four percent.” “Actual conversion rate one point nine percent.” The CFO frowned. “Lower than your estimate.” I nodded. “Yes.” Phuong Hao let out a laugh. “So what?” I turned to the next page. “But the retention rate There are changes.” The meeting room was a little quieter.