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One hundred and fifty-four chapters do what they like(2/2)

Of course, if they use 50 million US dollars and multiply it by the exchange rate of 6.28, they can get a quite coincidental number...

All I can say is that this is a beautiful misunderstanding...

"Manager, you still have vision. If you hadn't had the idea to buy an insurance policy from Mr. Meng last time, we might not have had such an opportunity today!"

While Niu Ben was excited, he also didn't forget to give the leader a little flattery.

"Haha! These are all basic operations, basic operations, hahahaha!" The manager was obviously very happy to be photographed.

Unintentionally, he was originally looking at the more than 10 million in Meng Lang's pocket.

Unexpectedly, instead of tricking in more than 10 million, 300 million came instead!

"How can we say that customers come first? If a customer doesn't make money, how can he be a repeat customer? How can he take the initiative to introduce us to other customers?

I just didn't expect that Mr. Meng would have such a...haughty friend.

Maintenance! Such high-quality customers with strong connections must be well maintained!"

"Then how should we maintain it? How about... buy some gifts and come to say thank you?"

"Hey! This is too deliberate, and you are inferior! If we want to maintain customer relationships, we must do what they want!

Didn't you notice that last time I just bought an insurance policy, Mr. Meng became more enthusiastic towards me? What does this mean?" The bald manager looked shrewd.

"Does it mean...his commission is very high?" Niu Ben said hesitantly.

Bald manager: "..."

"Are you stupid? I have made more than 10 million yuan, but I still lack a commission? This is called poor people's thinking!"

"Then...why is that?"

"A sense of accomplishment, a sense of accomplishment!"

"In addition to making money, a rich person doesn't feel empty, lonely, or cold? Doesn't he have some spiritual pursuits when he has money?"

"Oh~ I understand, then if we do what they want..."

The two looked at each other.

"Go buy insurance!"



Unknown to him, Meng Lang, who was about to receive a big wave of business results, was busy collecting express delivery.

"Here, here! Just put it here. How many boxes are there?"

"There are still 5 boxes left. I asked boss, what's in this? It's so heavy?"

"Oh! They are all books."

"Hey! There are so many. Boss, are you going to open a bookstore?"

That's right, the book Meng Lang bought on Dangdang.com was delivered today.

Just after receiving this batch of disguise props, the door to the opposite room suddenly opened. Lin Haitang, who was dressed as an office worker, seemed to be about to go out. However, he was stunned by a dozen express boxes placed in the opposite room.

"Uh... what did you buy?" Lin Haitang looked curiously at Meng Lang who was busy unpacking the box.

"Oh! I've got a study room. Why don't I get some books back?" Meng Lang turned around and saw Lin Haitang and didn't hide it.

Lin Haitang walked into Meng Lang's large "study" with some curiosity. After looking around, he looked at the boxes in the room, and finally looked at Meng Lang with a strange look in his eyes.

"Didn't you say that when you look at it yourself, you use your mobile phone?

He also said that we are in the information age, and the country is promoting paperless office, which does not waste paper but only consumes electricity. What? It is not environmentally friendly now? "

"Uh..." It's awkward to be retorted with your own words.

But it’s environmentally friendly these days.

Isn’t that a bit of a double standard?

"Ahem! Actually, it was a friend of mine who opened a bookstore. However, due to the advent of the information age, the investment failed and the bookstore closed down.

There's no place to go for these books, so I'm just helping to store them."

"Oh!" Lin Haitang glanced at him and just nodded slightly, not sure whether he believed it or not.

She looked at Meng Lang's carefully decorated study room again, her eyes slightly dim.

"My father made a lot of money in the past, and for a while, like you, he always liked to buy a bunch of books to show off, but he never even touched most of the books."

"Well……"
Chapter completed!
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