Confessions of a Salesman

Chapter 2 Dongguan One Day Tour
Mr. Wang, who was sitting in the boss' chair, didn't wait for other people to object, and waved his hand: "It's settled, Xiao Chen, you can go and report today, do it well, if you don't do it well, I will not only pick you up Pi, I have to rip off the skins of your two bosses!" After speaking, he looked at our beautiful President Li with a smile.

If only I knew now that there was something in these words, but at that time, I didn't know this, I just smirked shyly and didn't even make up my mind.

Regarding my entry into the sales department, there are a lot of gossips in the company. There are two main types: one is that I am a relative of President Wang, and it is a matter of time to promote me;All in all, in short, I have someone above me.But only I know that all of this may just be because of a pack of cigarettes.

Of course, I'd rather keep believing that.

Entering the sales department is very busy. First of all, I have to hand over to Chen Gang, an old salesman who resigned before, to hand over all financial documents, all customer contact information, all production plans for this year, and unfinished delivery plans for the previous year... A little overwhelmed.Chen Gang didn't mean to embarrass me, but he did have his own business to do, and he was going to leave the company to open up his own small world.Many years later, we met once. At a bidding meeting for raw materials of electronic products of a foreign company in Xiamen, I was still a sales representative of the company, and he was already the owner of a small and well-known enterprise.

After the handover, I started to call my customers, greeted them one by one, told me their contact information, and I will sincerely cooperate with them in the future to create good results together.

It was about time to get off work, and Lao Feng hurriedly held a bag and said to me, "Take the bag and follow me, call home, and tell me that I won't be going back tonight, and I'm going on a business trip."

I hurriedly called home from my landline and explained the situation.

I followed Lao Feng to his Crown car. At that time, I didn't know much about the car, because this car logo is easy to remember, so I know it.There is also a special car driver, Lao Lin, but we all like to call him Lao Lin.

Mr. Lin is also one of the few geniuses in the company. He is a local, a genuine Cantonese. It is said that many houses in his family are rented to migrant workers. He came to work here as a purely personal interest. This is not an exaggeration. The company has benefits every month, such as toilet paper, cooking oil, gloves, work clothes, etc., I have never seen him take it, and throw it in the security room, whoever likes to take it.Smoking has always been a pack of 20 yuan. At that time, my monthly salary was only 1500 yuan.

What's even more exaggerated is that when someone saw him not going to work, the car he drove was better than our President Wang's car.

From the security guard to the boss, many people in the company respect this old Lin. He never needs a driver's ticket to drive a company car. He can use it at any time and leave at any time.

As the first time I got into a high-end car, in order not to appear nervous, I took the initiative to hand two cigarettes to Mr. Lin in the driver's seat and Lao Feng in the passenger's seat.Lao Feng nodded, but Lin Lao did not inhale, but put it on his ear.Maybe I was afraid that I might have an idea, and said to me in my not-so-fluent Mandarin: "I... drive... car... hmm... used to... eat... smoke... (I'm not used to smoking while driving)"

I asked a question and answer in Cantonese fluently: "I know, I've heard people say before that smoking and driving are easy for the eyes, causing accidents, and being buried? (I know, I've heard people say before that smoking is easy to hurt the eyes and cause accidents, right? Do not?"

Mr. Lin obviously didn't know how fluent Cantonese I was, so he said kindly, "You poor boy, you don't even know how to speak vernacular! (You bastard, you can't even speak Cantonese!"

I just wanted to explain, Lao Feng quit, he said loudly: "Don't speak bird language!" Then he patted Lao Lin's arm with a big hand, and said with a smile: "I am not afraid of the sky, I am not afraid of the earth, I am afraid that Lao Lin speaks Mandarin. …”

After a 2-hour drive, we came to the city that used to be a man's paradise - Dongguan.

The car stopped at the door of a seafood stall.Lao Feng took the lead and walked in the front. Lao Lin and I agreed, or let Lin Lao walk in front of me. This made Lin Lao very useful.

The lobby manager recognized Lao Feng at a glance, warmly entertained Lao Feng and Lin Lao and I behind him, and took them directly to a VIP private room.

In the private room, a table of dishes has been prepared. There is a middle-aged man sitting in the middle with a fat head and big ears. A suit fits very well, but it is summer, so wearing it is a bit out of time. Although the room is air-conditioned, it is still full. His head was sweating profusely, and he was constantly wiping.

As soon as he entered the door, Old Feng stretched out his hand, went to the middle-aged man to shake hands with him, and said apologetically, "Brother Park, I'm sorry, I came over when I received your call and asked you to wait, I'm really sorry!"

Looking closely, the middle-aged man is not as old as he imagined, but he just looks a little bit older.Hearing what Lao Feng said, he smiled reluctantly: "Mr. Feng, don't make fun of me, I really have something to do with your brother." After saying that, he didn't even greet us to sit down, and hurriedly walked out of the room. I took out a few accessories from the bag and placed them on the table.

Lao Feng glanced at it and motioned me to close the door. I hurriedly asked the waiter to go out and closed the door.

Lao Feng let us all sit down, and then poured Brother Park a glass of pre-opened liquor, but he didn't go to get the accessories on the table, and said with a smile: "Come, come, come, Brother Park, we haven't had a drink together for more than a month. Right? Go first!" After saying that, without waiting for Brother Park to agree, he did it first.

Brother Park had no choice but to follow along, and then Lao Feng introduced me to him and said, "Brother Park, this is my little brother Xiao Chen, he will follow your business in the future, you have to treat him the same as you treat me. Ah!" After saying that, I looked at me with a look, and I realized that I poured a glass of wine, and I did it first as a respect.

Brother Park reluctantly took another drink.

At this time, Mr. Lin had already come over with a cup, and Brother Park didn't say anything about another cup.

Seeing that it was almost done, Lao Feng took out an envelope from his bag and handed it directly to Brother Park. Brother Park hesitated for a while before putting it in his bag.The words get to the point: "Mr. Feng, this batch of accessories has a problem, and the pass rate will definitely not be 100%. The quota for next year's orders will definitely be lowered, and I can't help it!"

Old Feng said with a gloomy smile: "Brother Park, stop joking, there is no black and white rule, the pass rate must be 100%, and besides, it was discovered when it was not in mass production, we accepted the penalty and returned all of them, but next year The order quota must be unstoppable!"

Brother Park said very embarrassedly: "Mr. Feng, I have done everything I can, and I have the people in the quality inspection. Fortunately, I found it early this time, otherwise it would be really difficult!"

Lao Feng laughed loudly: "Just say that Brother Park has a solution, drink more tonight, and I won't go home at night. I'll call my sister-in-law!"

　Once a man's paradise, I am a witness
　　
　
(End of this chapter)