The next day, Han Chunlei sent Han Chuntao and Wei Jianshe away, and his life returned to normal.

At present, there are four salesmen in Chunlei Tea Industry, and the performance of Huang Aiwu, Luo Dahong, and Yao Na is not bad, and each person has a stable business volume of three or four thousand in a single month. Only Peng Jinhu is slightly worse, but the young man is energetic, fast hands and feet, the level of talking about business is average, and the delivery and errands are very fast.

Watching them get better one by one, Han Chunlei knew that the sales team of his Chunlei tea industry was slowly taking shape.

The business of running the field can be safely handed over to them.

Han Chunlei spends most of his time sitting at the counter of the new store, acting as a salesperson from time to time, and contacting customers from time to time to understand the changing needs of customers at any time, so as to broaden his marketing ideas and improve the product update and iteration ideas of Chunlei tea industry.

On this day, Han Chunlei still played the role of his salesman in the new store as usual.

Zhang Xilu pushed the door in, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but tease: "Boss Han, why are you still selling goods by yourself!"

"It's called hands-on! Why are you free to come here today?"

Han Chunlei waited for Zhang Xilu to sit down, he suddenly waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to answer first, let me guess, your boss Zhang must have nothing to do in my little broken temple, and eighty percent of them will have something to do again." ”

"Hehe, those who know me, Han Chunlei too!" Zhang Xilu seemed to be in a good mood and ignored Han Chunlei's contempt.

Han Chunlei shook his head: "Pull it down, I'd rather not know about you! ”

Zhang Xilu: "Isn't your office on the tenement floor empty? Can you rent it to me?"

"It's empty, but why are you renting it?" Han Chunlei asked as he poured tea.

"Office, of course. That's ......," Zhang Xilu told the truth.

It turned out that since the flood in July, the Tianle Song and Dance Hall has not been able to reopen, and the seeping walls need to wait until they are completely dry before they can be repainted, but the basement is damp and has not been able to dry. In the end, Ah Hao, the major shareholder of the dance hall, made a decision and simply changed places to open the dance hall again.

So they found a venue and reopened the Tianle Cabaret.

However, after being closed for so long, and changing to a new place, the old customers have run away, and the attendance rate of new customers is really not high, and the business is really a mess.

In the middle, they also came up with a lot of marketing strategies, and the reopened dance hall still did not improve after all, and could only barely survive.

Therefore, Ah Hao handed over the song and dance hall to Ah Qiang to take care of, and took Zhang Xilu to find another way to get money and started a clothing business.

Since it's a business, of course, you have to have a decent office. It's just that today's Dongmen Market area has developed from a shop to an office.

So Zhang Xilu thought of Han Chunlei's idle office on the third floor of the tenement building.

Brother Hao said that the dance hall let Cuong be in charge. I have a stronger brain, and I will help him to take charge of the clothing business in the future. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Xilu looked proud, "Chunlei, from now on, brother, I also have my own business, unlike the Tianle Song and Dance Hall, where one idea requires three gangs." When the time comes, Alain will give me another big fat boy. Tut-tut, my little day is just perfect!"

"How do you know that Alan gave birth to a big fat boy for you, what if it's a girl?" Han Chunlei scolded with a smile.

"It's okay for a girl, a girl is a daddy's close-fitting little padded jacket. Zhang Xilu smiled so hard that his mouth was about to reach the root of his ears, and he asked again: "Chunlei, can I rent this office?"

"It's no problem to rent the office for you, but is Ah Hao's clothing business reliable?" Han Chunlei has always been a little uneasy about Ah Hao, a social person, Lu Ziye, making money without compromise, he doesn't want Zhang Xilu to get too close to him in his heart.

Zhang Xilu patted his chest and said: "Of course it's reliable, following Brother Hao to open a song and dance hall, don't I really make money? Chunlei, my boss is not small, and the good guys and bad guys can carry it clearly." ”

"Okay, just take it yourself. ”

People have said everything to this point, what else can Han Chunlei say?

Immediately, he agreed: "Office, I can lend it to you temporarily, as for the rent, it will be free, it is not worth three melons and two dates, and when you rent a suitable office, you can vacate it for me." ”

"Cheng, I won't be polite to you!When you make money, please drink old wine!!"

"Wait a minute, I'll give you the key. ”

......

Zhang Xilu took the key from Han Chunlei, worked non-stop, and moved into the tenement building the next day.

He cleaned up the office a little, and then made a space in the small space to make a display area for clothing products, set up rows of shelves, and hung a number of sample clothes and pants, which was considered to be open for business.

"From today onwards, I, Zhang Xilu, will also sit in the office and be my own boss!"

Zhang Xilu looked at this small world that belonged to him, and his heart was full of pride.