Back home, Ling Luo took a shower and changed his clothes, picked up a small notebook and began to take notes. This is already a habit of his, recording his daily experience, absorbing the good points, and improving the weak points. He thinks it will be of great help to his future development.

After taking notes, he turned on the computer and started to play the sticker.,He has three identities that are three sticker bar owners.。 One is the big bar owner in the post bar, and the other two are the small bar owner.

Time is very tight, and I can only spare more than an hour every day to manage the stickers. The big bar is okay to say, and the owners of the small bars at the bottom are very responsible for the management in place. Xiaoba, these two, he has to fulfill his responsibilities, delete posts, make speeches, and comment to brush up his sense of existence.

After doing this, it was already past ten o'clock, and I started to read. You have to read books for two hours a day, which is a hard indicator of Lingluoding.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Ling Luo turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Wake up at half past five in the morning, and the alarm clock rings on time. In fact, there is no need for an alarm clock, his biological clock naturally wakes him up. After a little conditioning, I turned over and got out of bed, changed my clothes and went out for a run and exercise.

Out of the community, run 500 meters along the path to a small river, there is a gravel path along the river, and run another 500 meters on the path into an open field. It's a great place to get some exercise.

The murmuring water, the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, quiet and poetic.

Many old people like to come here, and now they greet Ling Luo when they arrive, and they are familiar with each other for more than a month, and the most important thing is to learn a few Tai Chi with him.

Ling Luo began to do Tai Chi, and several old men consciously stood behind him and followed him to practice one move at a time.

Twenty minutes later, Tai Chi was finished, and Ling Luo ran back after doing the exercises.

When I got home at less than seven o'clock, I boiled millet porridge and turned on the TV to watch the programs of the financial channel, started to eat at half past seven, and went to work at about eight o'clock.

When he arrived at the unit, Ling Luo processed the documents and then went to the sales hall.

Eight days after this month, he sold three cars, Hao Qiang, who sold one, sold two, and the rest either sold one or none at all.

It seems to be very deserted today, and there are very few people looking at the car. At ten o'clock, a van appeared. Ling Luo knew that this car was the same group of big brothers who left yesterday.

Zhang Dagui walked out of the car with a broken schoolbag in his hand, and shouted when he saw Ling Luo from afar: "Big brother, my brother has bought a car!"

The voice was so loud that the people in the sales hall could hear it clearly. The employees of the second sales department who were still laughing at Ling Luo yesterday were dumbfounded at the moment, this old hat really wanted to buy a car.

Yesterday when he left the 4S store, Zhang Dagui made up his mind to buy a flying car. The concern is the price, so a few people drove the van to other auto trades.

There are two large automobile trades in Binhai City, one is Junchi and the other is Sitong. In recent years, the competition has been fierce, and it has become more and more intense.

Sitong also happens to sell Flying Spur cars, but it is not a 4S store.

As soon as Zhang Dagui went there, he went straight to the point and asked how much the car cost. The salesman is also a ** lake, and when he saw that the other party was so single-handed, it was obvious that he was not a spy on the price, and it was very likely that he really bought a car. didn't dare to press the price and directly gave 47,000.

As soon as he heard the price, Zhang Dagui immediately wanted to leave. The salesman immediately stopped them and said that they could discuss again.

Dagui asked bluntly what the lowest price was, and the salesman gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to make it a thousand yuan cheaper. Say it's the lowest price.

Zhang Dagui knew in his heart, the old brother didn't fool the old brother, he went home that day and told his daughter-in-law, and came over the next day after taking the money.

Zhang Dagui told Ling Luo about the situation, and Ling Luo laughed and said, "I didn't lie to my brother, right?"

"It's my villain's heart, this kindness is in my heart, and I will definitely repay it if I have the opportunity!" Zhang Dagui said humbly.

Ling Luo began to take Dagui through various procedures, and just like that, he signed another order, four cars.

Hao Qiang felt aggrieved, he had sold four cars in just a few days, but it was not possible to go on like this. secretly sent a text message to Song Siming and had dinner together at noon.

In a hotel box, the two began to plan.

"Brother Song, what do you say? He has sold four units. Hao Qiang handed over a Yuxi cigarette and said.

"What's the hurry, isn't this far from the end of the month? Song Siming lit a cigarette and said.

"Brother Song, how many lists do you have on hand now?" Hao Qiang said flatteringly.

Song Siming snorted coldly and said: "Don't worry, this time I am fully prepared, just let him jump for a few days, he thinks that when he wins, we will come up with a killer weapon, and he will not have a chance to fight back at that time." ”

Hao Qiang still didn't know the bottom in his heart, and the countermeasure he thought of at that time was that Song Siming would negotiate several lists without signing them, and then give the list to Hao Qiang at the end of the month.

In the past few days, I don't know how many lists Song Siming has, so Hao Qiang is very anxious, in order to handle this matter, he can give Manager Song a benefit fee of 10,000 yuan. Of course, the commission from selling the car has to be given to others.

Hao Qiang looked embarrassed, and looked at Song Siming pleadingly to get to the bottom of it.

Song Siming glanced at Hao Qiang and said impatiently: "I already have three lists in my hand now, and one is being discussed." So with the addition of what you have, you can sell at least five cars. What do you say you're afraid of?"

With this, Hao Qiang knew it in his heart, and immediately smiled.

"I'll just say that Brother Song is still reliable!"

Chen Linlin's eyes were very sharp, and she guessed it without seeing Hao Qiang and Song Siming when she was eating. Because they usually eat at the company.

He leaned over to Ling Luo and said, "Brother Luo, Hao Qiang and Song Siming must be tired, and the two of them must have something to do when they were eating." You have to be careful!"

Ling Luo looked at Chen Linlin, who had a serious face, and said with a smile: "You just put your heart in your stomach, no matter what tricks they use, I have my own countermeasures." ”

Chen Linlin still didn't understand what was going on, but looking at his expression, she felt a lot more relieved.

The afternoon was still like that, but Ling Luo's mobile phone was getting busier and busier.

Every now and then, there will be a call to him. And it took a long time to chat, and Ling Luo's turn to receive guests was missed.

Hao Qiang was happy in his heart, because he was behind Ling Luo. If he misses this, he misses the opportunity to sign the deal.

When he was about to get off work, Ling Luo's mobile phone text message rang.

When I opened it, I was surprised and sent a text message, "Manager, Hao Qiang and Song Siming are secretly colluding, I guess it should be Song Siming who gave his list to Hao Qiang." ”

The person who sent the message was Zhang Ming.

Ling Luo raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Ming, who looked as if nothing had happened.

It worked, and finally won over one of his own people.

"I know, don't worry! Thank you, Brother Zhang!" Ling Luo typed a few words back.

Zhang Ming's gaze swept over here and nodded slightly, and Ling Luo also saluted.

After getting off work, Ling Luo's phone remembered again, and after answering it, he muttered, "The first wave should break out!"