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【266】Sales

The waiter introduced some services and left.

Li Tong checked around and confirmed that there was no one else. It was the first time he entered such a high-end hotel. He put his whole body on the bed, and his body was slightly bounced up. This was the first time he saw such a large spring bed, which was too luxurious.

Li Tong sat up from the bed and pinched herself, yes, this is true.

The decoration style of the house where Li Tong is located is in a golden position, which is very consistent with the rich Chinese decoration concept. The light yellow printed wallpaper, a crystal lamp as big as a table above his head, and the crystal beads on each curtain have different edges and corners. The TV and solid wood furniture in the house all set off the high-end hotel. What Li Tong likes the most is that the two golden curtains hang from the roof to the ground, and can clearly see the streets outside from the huge windows. Such a peaceful and quiet feeling makes Li Tong feel extremely comfortable.

"When will I be able to afford such a house in my life?" Li Tong lay on the bed, her hands and feet were placing them in big words, and couldn't help but sigh.

In another room, Wu Daguang took off his heavy shirt, took a deep breath, and looked at the surrounding environment. It has to be said that people in Kyoto will enjoy life. When the loan is paid, they will also build a house according to this scale.

Dongdongdongdongdong~

Wu Daguang was about to take off his clothes and take a comfortable shower when an inappropriate knock on the door sounded.

Wu Daguang walked to the door and opened it. Li Tong's face appeared at Wu Daguang's door.

"You don't rest in your room, is there anything wrong?" Wu Daguang asked.

Li Tong pulled the corners of her mouth. Because she didn't laugh a lot, she would rather not smile than laugh: "Brother Guang, I'll borrow a phone number and call my mother. I can't call this hotel."

As soon as Li Tong finished speaking, everyone else found him.

"Brother Guang, I want to call my house." The same-sex girl was talking and felt a little embarrassed.

Let’s look at the others, it goes without saying that they are all the same purpose.

Wu Daguang fiddled with his slightly long buzz cut: "Come in."

When several people heard Wu Daguang's permission, they excitedly walked into Wu Daguang's house.

Several of them are classmates, and they have been colleagues for so long, and even Li Tong has integrated into their small circle with her own abilities. The first time a few of them came to cheer like a small family bird.

"You said Kyoto is prosperous. I just saw it in books before, but it was a few years ago."

"Kyoto is a gathering place for talents. You see, we are here, which means we are also talents."

...

Wu Daguang took out his clothes from his luggage bag and casually said, "Do it well, the whole of Kyoto can be your world. Go back and take a good bath and take you to see a big boss in the afternoon."

Several people wanted to whisper to their families, but Wu Daguang's elder brother was borrowed and took turns to call.

Shu slept comfortably for one morning, woke up from hunger at noon, got up and cleaned up, knocked on the doors of several talents one by one, and went to the restaurant to have dinner together.

During the meal break, Wu Daguang ordered: "Everything is done after dinner. I went to see a partner in the afternoon. When I arrived at someone's territory, they were still treating him like this. We should go to meet the master's house and buy some gifts before going."

Several people agreed.

After dinner, Wu Daguang and his group left the hotel gate. This city was unfamiliar to them who were new to them, and they didn't know where to buy what they needed.

At this time, Wu Daguang remembered the business card of the yellow van. Although this man was slick, his politeness was admirable.

Somehow, Wu Daguang remembered him. Wu Daguang searched through his briefcase for a long time before finding the printed business card similar to the lady's business card.

Because the other party did not have a mobile phone and they used tools such as bb machines, Wu Daguang called the paging station and sent it to the rickshaw driver through the paging station. In short, he waited for a long time before the rickshaw came back to him on a public phone.

The two agreed to meet at the hotel entrance. After waiting for about twenty minutes, the yellow van driver came over and was as versatile as ever.

"I knew you would call me. I dare not say that others are in Kyoto. There is no place I don't know. Where do you want to go and visit? I tell you that there are many famous places in Kyoto..."

"Oh, stop, let's talk about these things later. Just find a gift shop now." Wu Daguang said.

"What level does the gift shop need? Is it for children, for young people, or for elders?"

"For customers, middle-aged people." Wu Daguang said.

The rickshaw driver lowered his head and thought for a while: "For customers, middle-aged people, the gift should not be light or too heavy." The rickshaw driver weighed a few points in his mind: "Give tea, if you can't figure out the other party, you can get some light or light tea, and then you can get some health gifts. If you are not familiar with it, just want to be meaningful."

Wu Daguang nodded: "Agree, you're useless to fuck the rickshaw."

The rickshaw disagreed: "It's good to have a rickshaw. I'm a rude man who wants to be educated and uneducated. I have a good mouth on the ground. Once I get to the right place, I don't know anything."

Wu Daguang smiled on the surface, but was a little curious about the rickshaw driver.

Wu Daguang also wanted to ask, and the rickshaw greeted him: "Get on the bus first, chat in the bus."

After getting in the car, the car started steadily. Wu Daguang continued to ask: "What did you do before you do the van?"

The rickshaw driver was very pleased: "I'm not afraid of you laughing at you. I've done all the work on the ground, carried cement at the construction site, set up street stalls, and bought electronic watches and CDs a few years ago, and also bought tickets."

"Uncle, you have done so much work." A little girl interrupted, with a little admiration in her tone.

"I've been here for a few years. Basically, I've touched some work on the ground." The rickshaw said generously.

"Where is sales?" Wu Daguang asked directly.

The rickshaw driver was asked: "What is sales?"

Wu Daguang asked Wu Daguang in one sentence, but for a moment he didn't know how to answer. His index finger scratched the location of his temple: "It's similar to setting up a street stall." Wu Daguang frowned, not knowing how to explain to such a person who didn't understand anything: "Let me say that, a salesperson of a company is studying how to sell goods."

"What's the difference between setting up a street stall?"

"The difference is huge. How much money can you make by selling a product? How much money do you make when you sell a product? How much money do you make? So, it's like you have made electronic watches before, and salesmen control the sales of electronic watches in the entire region. Each of you sellers with zero sales comes from him. While you make money, he is also making money invisibly." Wu Daguang explained, but he still feels that it is not perfect enough.

"What should he do if he loses his hands?"

"He just received commission from the company, guaranteed salary, and sales commission. It doesn't matter whether he is going to lose his hands or not."
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