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"Jing Hong, what do you think about this matter?" Mu Wanqing decided to put aside her ignorance of Liu Qing for the time being, and focused her attention on this issue. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After saying this to Wenren Jing Hong, he turned his gaze to Liu Qing: "Liu Qing, please talk about it." Is this kind of sales force an isolated case or can it be effectively scaled up? ”

"I think it's definitely an exception." Wen Ren Jing Hong still remembers Liu Qing's hatred and can't let go of him. Hearing Mu Wanqing's question, she glanced at Liu Qing with disdain: "You said that a rascal like him who understands the thoughts of young women, how many are there in this world?" I think most men are far from his level. ”

Mu Wanqing's brows furrowed slightly, obviously she had also thought of this question just now. Undoubtedly, Liu Qing's achievements are absolutely eye-catching and exciting. However, as Jing Hong said. A hooligan of Liu Qing's level is rare. If you don't get it right, it may be self-defeating.

"Not necessarily." Liu Qing took a moment to play a cigarette and lit it, squinting his eyes and glancing at Jing Hong: "In my opinion, this is just an experiment." It is aimed at women, and the more mature women react to male salespeople. I've already discussed the previous argument with Wanqing. I don't want to repeat myself here. But, it turns out. As long as the methods are done properly and the etiquette is appropriate, there are still a large number of women who do not reject the services of male salespeople. In fact, there are also many women who hope to be recommended by some professionals with a male eye. After all, most women's underwear is worn for men. ”

"But you're familiar with lingerie like you. But they know very well how many women are psychological bastards? Do we want to put out an advertisement to find middle-aged uncles like you who hang out in bars to be our underwear salesmen? So where is the safety of our female employees? Wen Ren Jing Hong glared at Liu Qing viciously, this afternoon, not a single heart has been born. This bastard, yes, this bastard. The good husband of his close friend actually tossed himself so much in public?

Bastard? Middle-aged uncle? Liu Qing's eyes were about to pop out. The tiger stood up and sneered with horizontal eyebrows: "Old aunt." Don't give you a little sunshine and start shining. A small-eyed little woman of your level is even a gift to me. Lao Tzu is not the slightest interest! ”

Small eyes and little? Wen Renjing's head exploded, as if he had been hit by an atomic bomb dropped by Liu Qing. His face was red and white for a while, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses.

Angrily slapped the table and got up, glaring at the pair of single-eyelid eyes: "Liu Qing, did your blind dog see my aunt and my little with your blind dog eyes?" There was a sorrow in my heart. I already feel a little inferior to my small Mimi.。 When I was in high school, I was young. I don't think much of it, but I studied abroad for a few years. My bust is compared to those European women.

The gap is also too obvious. This has always been a piece of my heart. Before he sat down to eat, he secretly looked at the busts of all the women at this table. Very bleak findings, both in horizontal and vertical proportions. are their own smallest. Who would have thought that Liu Qing would directly expose the scar in her heart and bleed. How did she endure this?

"Uh, I read it wrong." Liu Qing suddenly had a heavy face, and looked apologetically at the thunderous Jing Hong: "I'm sorry, I really saw it wrong." You're definitely not a little. Rather, there is no Mimi. I'm skeptical that a plane flying from the left side of your chest to the right will make a stumble? ”

"Liu Qing, you are a bastard, I will kill you......" Wen Ren Jing Hong was stunned for a moment, and then began to jump? came out, and through Mu Wanqing, she pounced on Liu Qing with her teeth and claws.

Mu Wanqing was busy dragging her close friend who was so angry and pitiful that she was pitiful.

For her thunderous jump, Mu Wanqing can understand it very well. Anyway, even Mu Wanqing herself can't remember how many times she wanted to directly find a gun to kill her husband, who can make people angry.

"Wanqing, you don't care about me, I'll fight with him." Wen Renjing's face turned from pale to crimson, like a bull that was angered by a red cloth, and the only goal at this time was to kill this guy with a smile on his face and a beating.

"Jing Hong, it's okay. Liu Qing is just a joker.

Actually, he's a pretty good person. Although Mu Wanqing tried her best, she didn't find anything good from her husband. But in front of outsiders, I still have to bite the bullet and say good things for him. The two people in the province really clashed, and they were caught in the middle and were uncomfortable to death.

After saying this, Mu Wanqing had a cold face again, looked at Liu Qing horizontally, and said with some annoyance: "Liu Qing, you don't know how to let Jing Hong." She's still a girl? ”

Seeing that his wife had already spoken, Liu Qing didn't bother to bother with her anymore. waved his hand: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to bother with her." ”

Wen Ren Jing Hong originally wanted to continue to go crazy, but was hugged by Mu Wanqing. It's not good to struggle hard, and I'm afraid that a friend who will accidentally hurt his delicate friend. Hearing Liu Qing's words, he gradually quieted down, and said with a sneer: "Liu Qing, I will remember your words today." Someday, I'll let you give me back with interest. The tense body relaxed slightly, and slowly sat back in the chair. But a pair of eyes always hung on Liu Qing. It seems that he wants to tear him into several pieces with his eyes.

"Waiting for you at any time." Liu Qing smiled slightly, owing his body.

Fu Jundie, who was sitting on the side and had been silent, was vaguely worried about the person Jing Hong. It seems that between himself and Liu Qing, it is also because he has been noisy, and water and fire are incompatible.

There are many times when I really want to pull out a gun and kill Liu Qing. But, in the end, wasn't it very sad to fall into his arms? The fate of this Wenren Jing Hong, I don't know if it will be the same as myself? Of course, Fu Jundie didn't care at all about whether the result would be like that, after all, the only plan between him and Liu Qing now was to live a good life for a few days. Since then, he has embarked on the path of destiny that I am afraid that I will never be able to turn back.

Mu Wanqing knew that the smell of gunpowder between the two of them had not dissipated for a while, and if they tossed some more things, they would definitely be ignited again. Hurriedly changed the subject: "Okay, this is the end of today's discussion. What you both said makes sense, Jing Hong, you have shifted your focus to this area for a while. Individual examples, while not telling the whole story, at least show that opportunities exist. The next thing we're going to do is we're going to do a small trial. ”

"And, Liu Qing. I hope you can assist Jing Hong in her work and make reasonable suggestions and scope for the selection, salary, commission, etc. of marketing personnel. Mu Wanqing looked at Liu Qing with a serious face, knowing that he would definitely not agree to his request. Before he could start to object, he took the lead and said, "Liu Qing, I hope you can understand a little. A personal grudge is a personal grudge, please don't bring it into your work. Work, that's just work. And Jing Hong, I hope you understand that. Since everyone is doing this, please try to show your professionalism. ”

For professionalism, Liu Qing certainly understands it very well. Those who are mercenaries themselves, although the rules are loose, but they have never relaxed their professionalism. A soldier, a person who makes war a profession, if he does not have a firm professional quality. Even if you don't die on the battlefield, you will lose your heart forever.

"Wanqing, you can rest assured. I'm much better than some salty and wet middle-aged uncles. Wen Renjing's face was still cold, but it was to show Liu Qing her professionalism. Pretended to be generous and stretched out his hand to Liu Qing, wanting to express his concept of sincere cooperation with him. Of course, she would retract her hand the moment Liu Qing stretched out her hand. Give him a little embarrassment. The so-called professionalism is manifested at work. It's only dinner time, so why be polite to him?

However, for Liu Qing. Perhaps, it is because of his so-called professionalism on the battlefield. Let yourself survive and survive for your teammates. He has done many things that ordinary people can't imagine. However, it was also those many things that gradually, inadvertently corroded his original clear heart. Like a succubus from hell, bit by bit, it lured his soul and slowly dragged him into the depths of the endless hell.

The dark side of my heart inadvertently skimmed over my heart, and my originally cheerful face gradually became hazy. However, it is forcibly relying on willpower to control some irritable emotions. A pair of eyes began to be bloodshot. It seemed to be difficult to control, and he reached out and shook Wenren Jinghong's soft and slender jade hand: "I will let you know what true professionalism is." ”

Hearing this, Jing Hong was stunned, and the idea of retracting his hand had just arisen, but it had been held by Liu Qing's somewhat rough big hand. Strong and powerful, like a rock.