Sunday, sunny and breezy.

Bus No. 61 winds its way through the city from the southwest corner to the northeast corner of the city.

A woman in her 60s squeezed into the car, but there was only a place to stand. Looking around, young people sat leisurely in their seats, or looked sideways at the scenery outside the window or lowered their heads to play with their mobile phones. She frowned and sighed softly, "Young people nowadays are becoming more and more unpleasant. ”

She doesn't take the bus often, and today her son is really not available, and her daughter has no car, so she can only take the bus to visit a relative. When she was about to go out, the filial daughter drew the route and marked the site, for fear that she would get lost, and looked at the child's serious appearance and was relieved and emotional, she was really old.

At this time, a loud voice came from the back seat: "The aunt with glasses, come and sit here." ”

The woman turned to look, and a young man in a white T-shirt looked at her with a smile.

The young man nodded, and the woman smiled and walked over and said "thank you" and sat down.

Looking at the young man leaning beside him, he was tall, sunny and handsome. The white T-shirt was printed with a few large characters "Feichi brand car". Bring a sign on your chest that reads "Sales Representative." ”

"Are you a car seller, young man?" asked the woman kindly, and the more she looked at the fellow, the more she liked it.

"Well, yes, the Flying Spur. The young man replied, his smile gentle and kind.

"How much?" asked the woman.

The Feichi sedan is a low-end car, with a price of between 40,000 and 60,000 yuan. The advantage is that it is cheap, convenient and fuel-efficient, and it is more suitable for use in cities with serious traffic jams. The young man said slowly.

An aunt screams to make women feel comfortable, and they are generally called aunts, which is a common name in the city. Calling his aunt brought him back to the past, the era when he was not full of food and clothing, but he was very satisfied.

"Can you give me a phone call and find you when I buy a car!" the woman laughed.

The young man took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to the woman with both hands: "Auntie! There is my phone number on it! If you need to buy a car, I will serve you wholeheartedly!"

The woman took it and looked at the "Sales Representative of Feichi 4S Store, Ling Luo", and put it away very seriously and said thank you.

Just now she suddenly had an idea, her wife and herself are both retired workers with a monthly income of 10,000 yuan, and the family still has some savings, it is better to buy a car for her daughter, and it is not difficult to spend tens of thousands of yuan.

The driver has been watching this scene through the rearview mirror, and in fact this situation has been played out more than once. The young man sat from the beginning to the end, and then played back and forth. Now that it's finally been determined what happened, it turned out that the business was running to the bus.

This is Ling Luo's way, self-promotion. He knew that no one in the store would come to him for a car, and he wouldn't even have the opportunity to reach customers.

So he came up with the idea of buying a T-shirt to print an advertisement and wearing it to swagger around the market. Taking the bus is a great idea, and it's full of potential customers. Who still crowds the bus if there is a private car?

He went to work at half past eight in the morning, and he got in the car at half past six and rushed to the unit before going to work. An hour and a half is not wasted in the middle of the day, and it is still the same after work in the evening. On Sundays, which are only closed once a week, I am constantly riding in the car.

Ling Luo remembered very well that there were sixty-three business cards sent out, and twenty-eight of them had called him.

I hope that the emperor will live up to his wishes, and this is the only thing he can do so far, and the rest can only obey the destiny of heaven.

When the last week of the internship came, Chen Linlin didn't report any hope, he came to the company to be with Ling Luo, and he was never tired of going wherever he went.

Everyone in the sales department knew about this situation and waited to see the excitement. Qin Ming and Song Siming are not in a hurry, they know this industry too well, and there will be no miracles for these two that customers can't reach.

Monday was spent in the uneventful, and so were Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Ling Luo was a little anxious, his thinking was not wrong, there was no reason to find him.

I was anxious to usher in Thursday, and if I can't sell it in the past three days, I don't think I will have to go to work next week. It's not that there's anything great about this job, but that he really wants to fight for it, and he wants to protect the girl next to him.

At half past two in the afternoon, the sun shines through the glass windows into the auto show hall, which is bright and dazzling. Some of the salesmen are talking nonsense, and some are lethargic.

Ling Luo, as usual, stood meticulously and prepared to greet the guests, even if it was not his turn to receive them, the attitude he showed was definitely positive. Standing next to him was Chen Linlin, who was in the same posture as him.

A woman in her thirties walked in with an old woman in her arms, who entered the exhibition hall, probably blinded by the reflection of the car glass, rubbing her eyes and looking around.

It was Hao Qiang's turn to receive this customer, and at this moment he came over and said politely to the two: "Hello! I am Hao Qiang, the sales representative, and I am happy to serve you! Have you contacted the salesman here before?"

The last sentence must be asked, in case someone has been contacted before, it is equivalent to digging someone else's corner at this moment. It's not like this kind of thing has never happened, and it's not appropriate for anyone.

The young woman whispered to the old man, "Mom, who do you say you are looking for?"

The old man's eyes finally adjusted, and he muttered, "What's that young man's name?" and then looked at the other salesmen.

Finally, seeing the handsome young man in a corner, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Ling Luo and said with a smile: "I'm looking for him!"

Hao Qiang was counting on it, and Ling Luo walked towards this side with a smile. Snorted coldly and walked away, babbling in his mouth: "I don't believe he can sell the car!"

Ling Luo walked up to the old man and said, "Auntie, we meet again!"

"Do you remember me, an old woman?" said the old man, full of excitement.

"Of course, there aren't many old people like you who are energetic and amiable, and you can't forget it when you see you!" Ling Luo said with a smile.

The old man couldn't close his mouth with a smile, seeing this person who seemed to be closer than his own uncle, how could this little mouth be so good at talking?

"Linlin, pour two glasses of water for your aunt and sister, remember, you must wait for the water to boil before pouring!"

Chen Linlin, who was behind her, readily agreed, and ran out with a small step.

Ling Luo arranged for the two of them to sit down, and asked softly, "Auntie, didn't you come here to find me?"

"Why? can't my old woman talk to you about your daily routine?" said the old man, pouting, as if displeased.

Ling Luo smiled heartily: "Yes, it just so happens that I don't have any relatives here, so we can talk casually, treat this as our own home, but we can't take off our shoes and cross our legs like the kang head at home." ”

made the old man laugh, and even the daughter next to him covered her mouth and smiled.

The old man laughed for a while and said, "What's your name?"

"Ling Luo, Ling in the early morning, Luo in Luoyang. Ling Luo replied simply.

The old man patted Ling Luo's hand and said, "Ling Luo, I bought a car!"