Confessions of a Salesman

Chapter 886 Fast Food Fast Rules
As time goes by, I see that there are fewer and fewer things on my plate. I am afraid that if this continues, the clerk will drive away customers soon. Do I want to buy some more food before I finish eating? ?

After leaving the last bit of French fries, I stood up again, walked to the counter, and ordered another set meal. While waiting to get the food, I still looked at my place from time to time, for fear of being snatched away .

However, it seemed that both the people who came in and the clerk acquiesced that it was my seat, and no one took a second look at my seat.

After buying a bunch of food again, I sat down with peace of mind and watched the people coming in and out, some were company employees who were off the night shift, some were tourists driving cars, and there were also some unknown people like scavengers. No matter who they were, as long as they Whether you come in to buy something or not, the service staff of McDonald's are equally polite.

I thought it would be like this, no one would bother me until dawn, and finally an old man with a broken schoolbag on his back asked me tremblingly, "Can I sit across from you?"

I groaned and nodded.

The old man sat down, took out a half-drunk bottle of mineral water from his bag, and took out a half-eaten dry bread, then asked me with a smile, "Do you want more ketchup?"

I looked at the ketchup left over and said, "Let me help you get another pack, it's free anyway!"

The old man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I don't want to cause trouble for others!"

I still stood up, went to the front desk to ask for a bag, and handed it to him.It was a piece of cake, and he didn't intend to ask him to thank me, but what he got in return was his eyes, and told me that if I didn't eat it, I would put it back.

I frowned and looked at him with a series of questioning looks. He saw that I didn't respond, took the ketchup by himself, and returned it to the waiter.

When he came back, I angrily wanted him to go away, but he saw my anger and just said lightly: "Every place has its own rules, I hope you can understand!"

I was stunned and said, "What's the rule? Isn't it just a bag of ketchup? And it's really free!"

He sighed, and explained: "You may not be very clear, who are the people sitting here at this point?"

I looked around and said, "Who is it? People who are hungry and want to eat!"

The old man shook his head and said, "You are wrong, they are all homeless!"

I groaned, looked around and said, "Then why don't you go to the relief station? What are you doing here? I plan to eat other people's leftovers!"

The old man was irritated by my words, and he said a little louder: "We are not beggars! We just have no place to live temporarily, we never pick up food, we are all homeless with the ability to support ourselves!"

I groaned and said, "Since this is the case, why are you still homeless? Ability is limited? It's not like you don't even have a place to settle down, right?"

The old man froze for a moment, looked at me and asked, "What about you? Aren't you the same?"

I smiled and said, "At least I can still afford tomorrow's breakfast, how about you?"

The old man chuckled and said, "I can afford it too, it's just my money, I have more important things to do! Since you are not our kind, then you should make room for us and don't occupy it anymore." Our resources are gone!"

I said dissatisfiedly: "What do you call your resources? I eat here, and I can cook as long as I want! This place is originally for consumers, not like you..." Looking around, put I held back what I wanted to say, because I was really afraid that it would arouse public anger.

The old man followed my words and said, "What's wrong with me? I didn't steal or rob, I just took up some public resources. We don't make noise, and it doesn't affect other people's business. They also acquiesce, so we can live here with peace of mind." One night, besides, we neither disturbed the guests nor disturbed the merchants doing business."

I curled my lips and said: "Yes! You are quite orderly!" I softened my tone and asked, "Can you tell me why you are doing this? Is it really at the end of the rope? I think You haven't been in that kind of embarrassment yet, have you?"

The old man smiled and said: "We are just temporarily frustrated. The young man sitting over there, the editor-in-chief of the four newspapers, was ruthlessly replaced by the Internet; the middle-aged man here is a former The real estate company planning, a piece of land planning failed, the company put all the responsibility on him; the child's dream is to become a singer, the family did not support him, so he ran away from home. Singing during the day, sleeping under the flyover at night, I only came here when the weather was cold! Everyone here has their own story, but none of them got what they are today for nothing!"

I sighed and said, "Happy lives are similar, but unhappy lives are different! Understand, understand! What about you? What's going on with you?"

The old man smiled slightly and said: "I have a bad life. I used to be a teacher, but later I opened a private tutoring club. I ended up losing a lot of money and owed a whole lot of debt. Now I'm slowly paying it off! What about you? How could you have it?" Are you not home?"

I shrugged and said, "It's not as good as your chance!"

The old man seemed to be interested in me, and asked: "Why is the opportunity not good?"

I didn't know how to make it up, and I didn't bother to make it up, so I said casually: "I lost money in business!"

The old man sighed, and advised me: "Young man, take care of everything! It will pass! However, I have to advise you a few words, you still have some money now, so save it! Steamed stuffed buns worth 2 yuan , It’s much better than this 22 yuan hamburger to quench your hunger, and a 1.5 yuan bottle of mineral water can also quench your thirst than a 12 yuan coke! If you spend like this, you will soon be unable to afford food!”

I hummed, nodded and said, "I know that too, but, I think I'll talk about it after this meal, there will always be a way to make money, don't you think so?"

The old man shook his head and said, "You have to plan for the long-term. What if you can't make money? Are you from the mainland?"

I nodded and asked, "Yes, you won't discriminate against me, will you?"

The old man smiled and said, "No, but it's hard to find a job if you come from the mainland! Do you have a Hong Kong and Macau passport?"

I nodded and said, "Yes, but I lost it!"

The old man said helplessly: "Then there is no more! Then you are a black market laborer! No one dares to hire you, even if you are hired, the salary will be halved! You still don't know your situation? I advise you, If you can go back, go back? Anything is better than here? It’s really hard to get anywhere without money! There’s not even a place to sleep!”

I hummed, and my sleepiness began to rise. There was one sentence, talking to him every sentence, and I unconsciously lay down on the table. After sleeping for a while, I felt too uncomfortable, so I pulled the stool next to me. But the old man hastily patted me and signaled me not to do this. I guess this is another customary rule, so I had to sleep on the table again.

Before dawn, I was called up. The old man told me that breakfast will be served here at 5:[-], and guests will come in one after another. We must leave before the guests come, so as not to delay their business .

I had no choice but to push my tired body and follow the old man away. The cold wind in the early morning hit me and I was completely beaten. I wrapped my clothes and asked the old man, "Where are you going?"

The old man simply replied: "Fresh and go to work!"

I followed the old man and asked, "Where do I go to wash up? I want to too!"

The old man didn't speak, and slowed down, meaning to let me follow.

It turned out that I found a public toilet. Before the cleaners came, I could wash up in advance.

I didn't bring anything, and the old man kindly lent me his towel. I looked at his towel. Although it was a bit torn, it was indeed very clean, but I still didn't answer it. I just poured water on my face and asked It is clear that the direction of the World Trade Center has parted ways with him.

The old man did not forget to remind me to go early today, otherwise there will be no place.

I just smiled and nodded.

Walking in the crowd rushing to work, looking at the rushing migrant workers, I suddenly feel very happy, at least I don’t have to worry about being deducted from wages when I go to work a few minutes late, and I don’t have to run around for my life. An inexplicable sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously, and I don't know why?
He followed the crowd into the World Trade Center, but was stopped by the gate guard.

They all scan the code with the pass card to enter the lobby and go to the elevator. As for me, I can only stand at the door and wait for the people who go to work to go in. Then I will find a way to discuss with the security guards to see how I can get in?

According to my memory, I searched for the shadows in the photos of the uncles, aunts, sons and friends, to see if I was lucky enough to see them, but unfortunately there were too many people, and they were all dressed similarly, so I couldn't tell them apart.

I had to sit on the side and wait for An An to send someone over.

After a while, I realized that there were a few people sitting next to me, just like me, waiting for something?
All of them were wearing suits and carrying a briefcase in their hands. They could tell they were salesmen. I curiously asked a young man beside me, "What are you waiting for?"

The young man looked at me and ignored me. Instead, he took out a newspaper from his briefcase, read it carefully, and circled it with a pen from time to time.

The people who went to work basically went in, and the rest of us who were waiting outside didn't know what they were waiting for. There were quite a few people!
After a while, I waited for people with me, and there was a commotion. I watched them all raise their heads and look at the LED screen of the building, which began to display line by line, which turned out to be recruitment information.

These people are here to find a job!
I noticed that most of them are recruiting companies for sales, with no basic salary, high commission, and a monthly income of 2.The rest, is some cleaning, security and front desk.

Some people began to enter the building one after another, fill out the form, and wait for the people above to come down and collect them.

Soon, the original group of waiting people became few left.

The young man next to me seems to be still hesitating, which company should I choose for the interview?He looked at me and asked curiously, "Why didn't you choose? Are you not going to apply?"

I asked back: "These people have all gone in. Why are you still picking and choosing here? After a while, the positions are all chosen away!"

The young man picked up the newspaper he had drawn and asked me, "Do you think it's better for technology companies to do telemarketing? Or is it better for insurance companies to do field sales?"

I looked at the two companies in his newspaper, and replied: "Whoever pays the most money will go to whoever! You don't want to plan for your own future, do you? If you want to have a future, you can't go to such a company." !"

The young man was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why is there no future in such a company?"

I explained: "If I'm not wrong, companies like theirs don't look at your performance at all when recruiting people, they just let you make as many calls a day as you want, and customers who are really interested will not be responsible for you." , will not call you back! You are an artificial advertising machine!"

The young man didn't believe my words, and retorted: "No, it's said above, according to the performance commission, if you complete the performance appraisal in one month, you can be promoted to supervisor!"

I smiled lightly and said, "Then just wait! Do you know how, can you enter the 33rd floor of this building?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then said casually: "The elevator at this door can go up to the 32nd floor at most, and the 33rd floor has to be taken up by the elevator in the underground parking lot! You can't go up here!"

I let out a oh, and looked at the entrance of the underground parking lot. The pole was lifted automatically, and it was unattended, so I could go in.

The young man seemed to see what I was thinking, and said, "Don't even think about it, the elevator needs to swipe your card, and you won't be able to get in the elevator after entering the elevator! Do you want to try your luck by yourself?"

I shook my head and said, "No, no! Just asking casually!"

Young Hot finally made his choice, ignored me, and walked into the hall with his head held high.

I made a few calls to An An in the public telephone hall again, urging her why she still didn't arrive?An An said, the car is going through the customs, it will take a while, let me wait patiently.

After that, I called his son according to the phone number my uncle left me. Maybe it was because of the public phone, but I never answered it.

In the end, I'm going to try it straight from the underground parking lot.

While no one was watching, I sneaked into the underground parking lot, found the elevator door, entered the elevator only to find that I really had to swipe my card, and I didn’t know what to do for a while?

As soon as I wanted to get out of the elevator, the elevator went up by itself. I thought in my heart that the elevator could go to as many floors as possible, and I just climbed up the remaining floors.

It was a good idea, but unfortunately the elevator stopped at the 21st floor. I just wanted to get out of the elevator, but the person who got on the elevator asked me who I was looking for?
I saw that there was another company on the first floor, and I probably knew everyone, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say that I went to the wrong place.Followed the elevator down to the first floor.

(End of this chapter)