Volume 2 Heroes Out of Boys Chapter 72 There is Spiritual Rain in Nanshan (End)
After a few flickers and offs, the green light jumps and turns a striking red. The horizontal driver honked his horn to urge, and there was a noise all around.
People in this city are more anxious.
He saw a young man sitting in the Chang'an car parked in front of him, and after hearing the shrill horn behind him, he hung the car that had been started back into P gear, rolled down the window and lazily stretched out his middle finger.
So the car behind was enraged and screamed even more frantically.
Nan Guo thought it was interesting, and he suddenly wanted to go up and get to know this young man. He has been prostrate on the ground for more than ten years, and he never dared to offend anyone, he really wants to be like this young man, without caring about other people's eyes, and act wantonly.
Perhaps, it would be easier to be a villain.
But a gentle voice immediately surged up in his heart, calling softly: "Brother." ”
The world is fair, and with such a sister, even more suffering is worth it.
Nan Guo turned around from the intersection, found a quiet corner, took out his mobile phone, and pressed the familiar number.
"Dut...... Honk...... Honk...... Feed. The calm voice came from the microphone.
Nan Guo put on a smirk and made his voice pleasant: "Mr. Li, I am Nan Guo of Wealth Finance." ”
"Well, I saved your number. ”
"Mr. Li, although the list has been signed, I haven't had a chance to meet you yet. We've been talking for so long, and I'd love to get to know you. ”
"Hmm......" After a brief pause, it was the usual commanding tone of the high-ranking person, which made people unquestionable, "I'm in box 204 Freeport, come over now." ”
"Okay Mr. Li, I'll come now. We'll see you later. ”
"Hmm. After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Nan Guo threw his fist hard into the air, cheering himself up.
Freeharbor is a hotel, Nanguo has never been to it, relying on mobile phone navigation to know where it is. It's not small, it's not big, but the decoration is unique, and it has slowly become a symbol of the taste of this small city.
Danchuan is not big, and now it is the rush hour after work, and the taxi will be jammed. He glanced at the location of Freeport on his phone, grabbed his backpack and ran in that direction.
Hurrying to his destination, Nan Guo adjusted his breathing, pulled his somewhat messy suit, straightened his tie, and took a deep breath. I was about to knock on the door and go in, when I suddenly remembered that I didn't know what the other person looked like. After thinking about it, it would be better to make a phone call.
Taking out his mobile phone, the waiter who was about to serve the food just opened the door of the private room. Nan Guo unconsciously looked in along the waiter and found that there were only two people inside.
The one on the left is slightly wider, and there are faint signs of fortune. Although he has a straightforward appearance, there are a pair of shrewd eyes above the heavy eye bags. At this moment, the elbow of the right hand is pressed against the table, and the fingers of the back of the hand are naturally bent outward, and only the index finger is abruptly stretched out to point to the ceiling. When he saw someone coming in to serve food, he ignored it and continued to talk.
On the right, a thin man sits upright in a tunic with a straight back, thin lips and large-framed gold-rimmed glasses that make him look like an old pedant. Seeing Nan Guo, he naturally nodded to him.
Nan Guo was a little unsure of which of the two people was Mr. Li, so he hesitated a little and didn't dare to rush in. Even if someone signaled to him, he wasn't sure, and it might just be a polite habit.
At this time, the thin old man inside suddenly shouted at him: "Xiao Nan." ”
Nan Guo smiled at the old man after hearing this, and then wondered how the other party recognized him, but he said respectfully: "Mr. Li has good eyesight, this has recognized me." ”
"Sit down and talk. Mr. Li didn't get up to greet him, but just pulled the chair next to him and motioned for him to sit down, "I saw you when I went to your company to sign a contract, but I didn't bother you when I saw that you were working." ”
I see, Nan Guo sat down and replied: "Where are you talking, I have always wanted to meet you, but it's a pity to pass by." ”
The direction in which they sat was a little strange, the round table could seat at least fifteen people, but the three of them sat next to each other, and there were more than a dozen empty seats in a row.
Mr. Li turned the freshly chopped pepper fish head to the south and said with a smile: "Your manager Hou said that it is inconvenient for you to go to work. Now you've just gotten off work and you're still hungry, so let's eat some first. ”
Nan Guo actually didn't know how to eat this chopped pepper fish head, and he occasionally made fish, but the fish head was taken out by Lingyu to feed the cat. So at this moment, he stared at a pair of real dead fish eyes on the plate with big eyes, and didn't know how to move the chopsticks.
This time he contacted Mr. Li to meet because Lingyu gave him the idea. Lingyu means that things gather by like, people by groups, and rich people should be indispensable in the circle of friends of rich people. From Mr. Li's interest to his life, and then let him introduce himself to other friends as a friend, and then put on his identity as a financial planner, if they happen to have this need, they will inevitably think of Nanguo as a friend, rather than a stranger on the sales phone.
Nan Guo had read a lot of books that were sold, and knew that if he approached a customer as a friend, the other party would be much less wary. After getting acquainted with each other, the other party needs to manage money, or chatting with others about financial management, opening their mouths and saying "I have a friend", and this matter is almost done. On the contrary, those telephone sales are too purposeful, and people are always very resistant to unfamiliar things, and if you are a liar, right?
Therefore, in Dongguo, no matter how good your theory is or how many sales skills you have, it is not as good as a meal of wine at the dinner table - we will be brothers in the future, what is the matter!
With such wishful thinking, Nan Guo tried his best to learn the knowledge of tea on the Internet from the beginning of knowing that Mr. Li's hobby was "tea", and some people who didn't understand it memorized by rote, in order to impress Mr. Li and then let himself enter this circle. Sometimes when he was tired, he began to fantasize about his first meeting with Mr. Li, because of a few professional introductions to "tea", he was regarded as a bosom friend by Mr. Li, and then participated in their high-level tea party together.
The boss of the company took a look, hey, this guy is really good, others have two or three orders a year, and this kid makes more than 200,000 orders a month, so don't be the boss of me, come on, come on.
Nanguo also wants to excuse himself, okay, I'll come, I'll come. Let me find someone to cut Hou Pengcheng first.
Nan Guo was daydreaming, and Mr. Li's voice came from his ears, but he didn't react at first, and after a while, he used amazing perseverance to cover up the surprise.
"This is Director Liu, who is looking for a financial institution to invest, so I introduced you to him. ”