This is a teaching course designed by Zhang Yang himself. It is necessary to train the employees in Noble City into real marketers in a very short time.

On this day, Zhang Yang was very busy. His sales caused the total turnover in the store to rise sharply. From 9:20 in the morning to lunch at 12:30 noon, Zhang Yang's turnover had reached as high as three

More than 100,000, which made the beauties in Noble City look at Zhang Yang with expressions full of admiration.

In just half a day, Zhang Yang has become the spiritual leader of Noble City. In a vague way, he has established a kind of authority among his employees, a kind of marketing master level authority.

The focused expression fascinates all the girls, but when Zhang Yang is free, his rolling eyes make every girl escape. It's so sexy...

"We like to eat strawberries, but fish like to eat earthworms, so when fishing, we don't use strawberries but use earthworms! Who knows what this sentence means?" After sending away a female customer, Zhang Yang called the employees together and asked,

He asked with a serious face.

"Because people eat strawberries, but fish only eat earthworms." Xiao Qing, the cashier, said weakly.

"Yes, people eat strawberries and fish eat earthworms, but today I discovered that many of you want fish to eat strawberries!"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what Zhang Yang meant.

"Well, let's talk about Liu An first. Liu An, I know that you like that pink winter skirt, those white leather shoes, and that brown scarf. Well, I know that you like it very much. From your

I can see it in your eyes, but this does not mean that your customers also like it. You always hope that others will like the products you like. If you eat strawberries, how rare is it for the fish to eat them? "

"Today, you received three guests. The first one wanted to buy a scarf. However, the first guest is in her fifties. Judging from her clothes and temperament, she should be the kind of official wife. She definitely wants to wear it.

She must be decent and show off. Unfortunately, her age and skin are no longer suitable for brown. An old lady is already old and her skin is not good. You recommend a brown scarf to her. Do you think it will be successful? Well,

Even if she succeeds, she will find a problem after buying it home for a few days. Then, the scarf costing thousands of dollars will be placed in the wardrobe forever, and then Noble City will become a sad thing for her.

This place will never come again..."

"I..." Liu An suddenly turned red.

"For a woman of that age and temperament, you should introduce a light green scarf to her, which will complement her skin, be decent and generous, conspicuous but not dazzling. This means that your second guest is about twenty years old.

It should be the rich girl, who has no concept of money. You introduced her to a pair of white high-heeled leather shoes because you also like those leather shoes. However, you ignored the girl's vitality and liveliness. You think a lively person

A girl will wear a pair of high-heeled shoes properly? What’s more, she also wears high-heeled leather shoes from time to time!"

"The third guest is a middle-aged man with a serious expression. You actually introduced him a white suit. I am really speechless. Did you see that I look good in that suit?"

"For a serious man, it is almost impossible for him to wear a white suit. What does white represent? Clean, chic, handsome... I think these are not what the middle-aged man pursues. That man yearns more for power. What does power represent?

Color? Black is definitely it. Even dark blue, brown and other deep colors can represent power, because it has a sense of weight... Of course, for people who have reached the peak of power, color is not important. What they care about is taste.

They exude authority with every move and gesture, and there is no need for clothes to set it off. Even the fat man who left just now does not need clothes to set off his authority, because he has billions of family assets as a backing..."

"Each of you has made some stupid mistakes more or less, and I won't list them one by one. I hope that you can become a real marketing master in a short time, instead of just a vase standing in the hall!

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"I don't have much time here. I took most of the turnover by myself. Soon, I will pay off my debts. I hope that when I pay off my debts, you will have some ideas for your own marketing."

A change is that when we sell products, we must consider that we are not just selling the products, but also thinking about how to retain customers and hope that they will come and purchase again..."

"Haha, don't be discouraged. In fact, marketing looks very profound, but in fact it is very simple. You just need to learn more other knowledge and accumulate some experience, and you will be able to master it quickly. For example, read more books on color matching.

, pay more attention to the guests' walking movements and expressions. Of course, it is also important to pay attention to the guests' skin. You must make good suggestions, and you must let the guests know the reasons and basis for your suggestions. First of all, you must think of, here

This is a luxury store, and the products here can cost tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands. If you want customers to spend money without regrets, then you will succeed! In addition, do not deceive customers because of performance...

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"Haha...it's time to eat...eat, eat..." Zhang Yang, who was talking endlessly, suddenly heard a noise behind him. He looked back and saw several chefs pushing a dining cart in.

"..."

A group of girls looked at each other. Zhang Yang, who was looking serious just now, suddenly changed. This change was too fast. How far is the distance between a marketing master and an ordinary person?

The girls were all a little dazed, looking at Zhang Yang eagerly as the chef arranged the dishes.

"Hehe... It's really time to eat. I'm starving to death. I almost died from exhaustion at Mommy's gym..." Zhang Yang was holding a bowl of rice and was about to sit down when he saw the girl hurriedly touching her small nose.

Come in.

Tough luck!

Zhang Yang sighed, put down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up. Forget it, let's just eat a box lunch. Ten yuan will pay for it.

"How much business have you done today?" The girl glanced at Zhang Yang who was about to leave and asked.

"More than three hundred thousand, most of which were completed by Zhang Yang..." Xiao Qing said softly.

"Well, Zhang Yang, you are the hero now, let me take this seat!" The girl carelessly pulled up the chair and sat down. She was sitting under Zhang Yang.

"Oh...thank you, hehe, I'm hungry, I'm hungry..." Zhang Yang was overjoyed and sat down quickly. By this time, the chef had already left.

"Everyone, let's sit down and eat... By the way, Zhang Yang, I feel like you're a little weird."

"Um...really?" Zhang Yang said perfunctorily while eating.

"Yes, yes, miss, I also found that brother Zhang Yang is strange, and he changes into a different person after a while." Xiao Qing said quickly.

"You feel that way too?"

"I also feel that Zhang Yang is weird. I thought I was the only one who felt this way, hehe..." Liu An laughed.

"Is it true?" Zhang Yang suddenly put down the bowl and said, "Tell me, how am I different?"

"It's very complicated. Sometimes he's domineering like a big man, sometimes he's cautious, sometimes he's very focused, sometimes he's like a graceful young man, and sometimes he's very lustful... In short, it's very complicated, but I

I like your focused expression..." Liu An chuckled.

"Yes, I totally agree!" The girl nodded repeatedly.

"Really? Really... I'm a little uncomfortable. You guys eat, I'll rest in the VIP room for a while..."

Zhang Yang suddenly stood up with a pale face, sweat dripped from his forehead, and felt a stinging pain in his head. Various memory information was being refreshed crazily in his mind, as if it would explode...

The moment Liu An and the others were talking, Zhang Yang discovered a very serious and terrifying problem. He has now developed symptoms of schizophrenia. It is impossible for a person to have so many personalities at the same time. The only possibility is that the brain

The memories in him have begun to split his personality and control his words and deeds.

"Bang!" The door of the VIP room slammed shut, and a group of girls stared at each other.

Zhang Yang rushed into the VIP room and curled up on the sofa with his head as if it was exploding. What should I do? What should I do...?
Chapter completed!