Chapter Seventy-Three: Coincidence or Intentionality
Huh, this ...... Isn't there something wrong with the way this script opens?
This mobile phone of more than 10,000 is said to be delivered?
So generous?
Yang Ming was stunned for a moment, Zhu Dacheng had already left the Wo Street store, and he was in a hurry, as if he had been chased by a dog.
By the time Yang Ming reacted, Zhu Dacheng's BYD had already driven far away.
Belch......
Chasing out of the door, watching the taillights disappear from sight, Yang Ming scratched his head, and could only return to the store temporarily, and then found that everyone in the store was staring at him as if they had seen a ghost.
Although Yang Ming has not experienced the battle of being watched now, he is still a little uncomfortable, and he just wanted to say something, but someone rushed in front of him.
"Hold the grass! Amazing! Brother Yang, Niu B! Mighty and domineering!"
In the store, which was originally extremely quiet, the Vivo promoter shouted this voice, and the Opple promoter immediately shouted: "Brother Yang, is there still a pendant missing from the thigh?"
"Brother Yang, that was ...... just now"
Compared with Opple girl and Vivo boy, the store manager Jiahui at least looked reserved on the surface, she glanced at the packaging box of more than 10,000 mobile phones, secretly swallowed saliva, pretended to smile at Yang Ming relaxedly, and seemed to be casually tempted.
"An old schoolmate. ”
The ears of everyone in the store were pricked up, but unfortunately Yang Ming didn't mean to say any more at all, and then there was no more.
In just an instant, Yang Ming upgraded from "ordinary passerby A" to "low-key and introverted existence hovering between Niu A and Niu C" in the minds of everyone.
If it's not bull B, someone else can give him such an expensive mobile phone?
So here's the problem.
Since Yang Ming is so good, why did he come here to sell mobile phones?
This doubt lingered in the minds of everyone in the store, but unfortunately everyone met after all, and no one was embarrassed to ask.
Opple girl and Vivo guy both stretched their necks, wanting to see what the real Porsche RS machine looked like, but unfortunately Yang Ming didn't give them this opportunity, and they didn't even open the packaging of the mobile phone box, and put it directly in the storage compartment of the lower cabinet.
In addition to the mobile phone box, there is also a business card that I don't know when to put together, with "Professional Decoration Manager Zhu Dacheng" printed in gold on a white background, phone 138XXXXXXXX.
Sister Warwick was annoyed, don't want it, even if she is blind, she can see that Yang Ming has some way, but she is the only one who speaks coldly to Yang Ming.
The store manager Jiahui secretly thought about how to get close to Yang Ming, if he could make some words, it would be better to know more about Yang Ming's situation.
Before Jiahui could figure out a plan, news came from WeChat.
Leng Yue: "That newcomer, today's task is 3,000 gross profits, if you can't complete it, you won't have to go to work tomorrow." ”
Seeing this news, Jiahui was immediately stunned again, Leng Yue is too abnormal today, the general manager of the dignified "Huatian Communication Chain", even if it is placed in the entire Huatian Group, there is some weight, and he is actually against a newcomer like this?
3,000 gross profit?The situation of this store is not unknown to Leng Yue, normally this is an impossible task to complete!
If you want to say that there is nothing greasy in this...... Only fools believe it!
Jiahui's mind began to itch, the soul of gossip was burning, he glanced at Yang Ming, and replied: "Mr. Leng, I sold an RS in the store just now." ”
is different from the usual clockwork WeChat N long time to reply, this time Leng Yue replied in seconds: "He sold ???"
With three question marks, Jiahui became more and more sure that there was something between these two people!
Jiahui: "It's not him who sells it, it's Warwick who sells it." ”
Leng Yue: "Then what do you mean by telling me this?"
Jiahui: "The person who bought this mobile phone gave it to him after buying it." ”
was going to send out "said that he was going to make amends", but after typing this line, Jiahui thought about it and deleted it all.
Half an hour passed before Leng Yue's message returned.
"Do as I said. ”
It means that since it is not the mobile phone sold by Yang Ming, of course the gross profit cannot be counted on his head.
After replying to this message, Leng Yue rubbed her temples vigorously, that guy was really unexpectedly troublesome!
What is his identity to let others give him such a valuable gift?
Was it a coincidence that he came to the "Huatian Communication Chain", or was it deliberate?
If it's the latter, then he'll undoubtedly be a sticky piece of kraft candy, no, it's better to say it's a blood-sucking leech!
She is the one who wants to suck the blood of leeches.
Maybe...... She's going to use something less glamorous.
In the Wo Street store, Jiahui's gossip soul burned even more vigorously, making her scratch her heart and want to know the relationship between Yang Ming and Leng Yue, but unfortunately there was no suitable opportunity.
In addition to gossip, Jiahui also began to look forward to a miracle that would allow Yang Ming to reach the almost impossible gross profit of 3,000 in the next few hours.
What will you say when you look at the cold moon?
Time passed little by little, but what Jiahui was looking forward to did not happen, although there were several waves of customers sporadically, but they were all the same as usual, strolling around, only looking at not buying, seeing that it was already 4:35 in the afternoon, and in less than half an hour, it was time to close the store.
At 4:40, Leng Yue didn't know how many times she looked at her watch in the office, and she didn't know how many times she checked the sales data of the Wo Street store.
Good, very good, very good, the Worth Street store still only sells two, one for the baby three, and one for the RS.
Just in case, Cold Moon actually has another layer of insurance.
Although so far, this layer of double insurance has not been used.
At 4:50, the store manager Jiahui had completely lost much hope.
"Brother Yang, there is something to ...... I've got to tell you. ”
Coming to Yang Ming's counter, Jiahui smiled embarrassed and apologetic.
Yang Ming: "What's the matter?"
Jiahui hesitated for a moment, stopped talking, looked at the door, and motioned for Yang Ming to go out and talk.
"Your expression is very intriguing!" Yang Ming followed Jiahui and grinned when he went out, "Let me think about it, did your Mr. Leng instruct you to make things difficult for me?"
Jiahui was stunned.
The corners of Yang Ming's mouth rose higher, "It seems that I am right, then...... Did she tell me that I won't be at work tomorrow?"
Jiahui didn't say anything, but the expression on her face was clearly acquiescence.
Yang Ming touched his chin, if he was just guessing before, then now he can confirm it 100%.
The tall back that he glanced at in a hurry was the iceberg that he melted and conquered that night, and the taste of devouring souls still made him remember it vividly, and the aftertaste was endless.
"Okay. Yang Ming smiled and shrugged, "However, I'm afraid she won't say anything about this." ”
Jiahui was stunned again.
At this moment, a girl passing by Yang Ming suddenly stopped, looked back at him a few times, and said in surprise: "Eh, it's you!"