"Fear" (27) (page 1/1)

Xiao Wu paused and said, "I understand that people can't do this, and if I understood it so quickly, I wouldn't do this." But I don't have a choice, I can't find a good job without education. Even if I work so hard, my eldest brother will take care of me and bring me new people over. One after another is mutually beneficial, and now it can only sell third monthly. ”

Xiao Wu said that I kind of understand what this care means, which seems to be no different from the development of MLM. It's just that this is really a job to sell products, and the difference is that people who go up are developing their own downlines and weaving a huge network.

"I'm not smart, do you know what I'm thinking?" I said.

"What?" Xiao Wu said.

"Little Angkor, you may have been deceived by your eldest brother, he did take care of you. But the problem is that you have to know that the reason why he knew this method before he went up was also taken care of by others, and the person who took care of him did not necessarily have other downlines. There may be a lot of people behind the first and second ones you can't fight, and they may even be fake accounts. I said.

"You explain it to me." Xiao Wu looked at me and said.

"I'm not smart, I said, I'm just negative. I thought the worst, or maybe I thought too much. Anyway, I can't do anything in this industry, and no matter how good a person's sales are, it's useless. A person under the interest network is useless, and the intrigue is too annoying. I couldn't become the number one and rise to the top of the ranks, so I couldn't do this job and didn't want to do it. I said.

"You can take your time, one by one." Xiao Wu said.

I shook my head and said, "Sixteen years old came in, I didn't know how many years it took Little Angkor you to know this set of mutual benefits." I don't know how much effort you spent helping your eldest brother get on top. He promised you how long it would take you to go up, but it was really that big. I don't want to spend so many years in the service of others like you. Six yuan is the purchase price of a box of ballpoint pens, twenty-six is the selling price, and a month's salary is three thousand and a half, right? The real price of a ballpoint pen for three hundred is six times three hundred, which is one thousand eight, and all twenty-six are sold for seven thousand eight. Then seven thousand eight minus one thousand eight and then subtract three thousand five is two thousand five, not counting the commission after three hundred orders, then the net profit brought by a salesman to the company is two thousand five. How many salesmen are there in the company now? ”

Xiao Wu said: "Less than seventy, sixty-three. ”

"Two thousand five times sixty-three is one hundred and fifty thousand, right?" I said.

Xiao Wu took out his mobile phone, opened the calculator, pressed it for a moment, and said, "One hundred and fifty-seven thousand five hundred." ”

"What about the company leaders?" I said.

"About eight, the scale is very small because it is a small factory." Xiao Wu said.

"One template, one hundred and fifty-eight people. As long as you continue, you will make money, and your eldest brother probably knows it. When he was interviewing just now, he told me that there were 200 people in the glory days, and 200 people were about 500,000, right? Every year, only one person needs to be pulled up to share the money, but there are countless people working hard to make money. At that time, 500,000 points were the real windfall profits, and now they can only be regarded as rich points. The top deceives people in, and the bottom works hard to make money. It's a pity that it's gone, and it's probably because too many people can't see through themselves. I wish little Angkor you can go up and share the money as soon as possible, and I won't go back to the company. I turned around and went to the nearest bus stop.

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