My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 3 Unsophisticated, and Innocent

"This morning's meeting is mainly to report on the performance of this month. Here I will name and criticize Lao Zhang. The performance of your three groups this time is at the bottom again."

Lao Zhang, who was holding a thermos and drinking wolfberry tea, froze when he heard this.

Dozens of people in the conference room looked at the three groups together.

There is sympathy in the eyes, but also gloating.

"I want to reiterate here that as a team leader, in addition to developing and maintaining your own customers, you must also focus on team building.

For those who know how to dawdle all day long, give up when they should, and focus on newcomers with more potential as soon as possible.

What our company wants is a wolf, not a gentle sheep. People who can't keep up with the team will only hold back the entire team!
If we can't even lead our own team well, how can we compete for the number one performance in the district department this year..."

Lao Zhang raised his eyes and looked at Wang Zhiping, who was talking endlessly on it with a dead face, and frowned.

I'm here early in the morning, pointing fingers and scolding Huai. I haven't offended this guy recently, have I?

He turned to look behind him.

Sure enough, that kid Meng Lang shrugged helplessly at him.

have to!Looks like this kid again...

……

After half an hour, the meeting ended.

However, Wang Zhiping called Lao Zhang into the office, and then gave another meal. Through the glass window, he could see the other party's saliva spraying towards Lao Zhang continuously.

"Hey! I said, did you offend someone again?"

Meng Lang was watching the battle inside with a frown when a muscular, 1.8-meter-long man with an inch head came over and joked.

"Just now I can hear that 'King of Nanbo' is clearly talking about our three groups, but what he said is all towards you..."

This man's name was Ma Qiao, and like meng lang, he was a salesman in the third group.

As for the "King of Nanbo", they nicknamed Wang Zhiping in private, because he has a big airs as a leader, and he always fights for the first place (No.1) in meetings.

"Who knows, I just choked him in the elevator, who knew that the psychological quality is so fragile, and even got involved, Lao Zhang is taking the blame for me this time.

I don't know if that guy went out without taking his medicine today, to hate whoever he sees..." Meng Lang said helplessly.

"Hey! It's not surprising, you came late, I don't know that King Nanbo always has such a few days every month.

There is a high probability that I got angry at home, so I ran here to find the pump. "

"Oh? You know again?" Meng Lang raised his eyebrows.

Looking at the appearance, no one would believe that such a 1.8-meter-long, sunny man with the figure of a fitness trainer is actually a gossip man who loves to talk.

From interpersonal relationships to gossip in the company, there is nothing he is not interested in.

"Hey, you don't know, the old man of King Nanbo is the core executive of the provincial company headquarters, or do you think he can take this position at this age, and manage hundreds of people under him?

But if you choose to save 20 years of struggle, there is a price to pay..." Ma Qiao showed a look that you understand.

"What? His wife raped him?" Meng Lang looked excited.

"That's not true, but it should be true that his wife is mentally abusing him. It is said that the weight is not less than this!" Ma Qiao stretched out his index and middle fingers and shook them.

"Hiss~" Meng Lang couldn't help but gasped.

After imagining the picture for a while, Meng Lang suddenly felt that it was not incomprehensible for people to have so many days every month.

Hateful people must have pity.

It seems a little inhumane for me to go back to others this morning.

"So, you got it right when you hit someone with a gun, right? I advise you to keep a low profile recently, or you'll have to leave soon."

"Aren't you supposed to be happy that I'm gone?"

"Happy, why aren't you happy? Why don't I open a bottle of champagne to celebrate? Ever since Lao Zhang asked me to take care of you, you said you messed up a few of my orders."

Thinking of what happened some time ago, Ma Qiao couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

"Just last time, I talked dryly there for a long time, people finally bought a dividend insurance, you come up and say 'deduct management fees, the interest is lower than bank time deposits'.

Last time, I promoted the million-dollar medical insurance, good guy, you almost analyzed the family medical history for others on the spot.

I said, do you do sales like this?
I don’t know what it means to choose good-sounding speeches?
If you are sick, you will be covered if you are sick, and if you are not sick, you will get money back. This is what people love to hear! "

"But the clients are all in their 50s and have no children. If you put all the money in it, not to mention the low dividends, it will be difficult to withdraw it in case of any urgent business in the future.

If the insurance is withdrawn halfway, the money that can be returned may not even be half, what will they do for the rest of their lives?
There is also the million-dollar medical treatment. You don’t know how tricky the dozens of pages of the contract are. In the end, if you get sick, you can make a claim. You have to explain the situation clearly to others, right? "

Ma Qiao looked at Meng Lang speechlessly.

"I said, are you a spy sent by Huaxia Ping An, or an undercover agent sent by Pacific Fortune?

Which group of gods cultivated such a fierce general, are you planning to disintegrate the opponent from the inside of the enemy? "

Meng Lang poked his neck, "Old Meng family's ancestral motto, unjust and rich and noble, is like floating clouds to me!"

"This seems to be what Confucius said. Mencius, an old man, knew that his descendants actually used this as an ancestral precept, and he jumped out of the coffin out of anger."

"Huh? I can't tell, besides the muscles, there is also some culture in the brain! But you don't know, the two families of Confucius and Mencius have been friends for generations, we are family friends, and the ancestors said that they do not separate families."

"Don't bully me for being uneducated. Although Confucius and Mencius were both from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, they were not in the same period at all, and the two had never met each other!

Mencius can only be regarded as the disciple and grandson of Confucius at best. If it is about seniority, Mencius will call him Shigong! "

"Hiss~" Meng Lang felt like he was choking on the ink in this guy's stomach.

"Do you know the biggest cross-border case in the 21st century? It's an insurance salesman. He didn't study Carnegie's success, but changed to 'Spring and Autumn'!"

"Hey! Don't think that those who do sales are uneducated. The core of sales is dealing with people, and anything related to making money in the world is actually dealing with people.

Don't look at how much financial and IT talents are sought after, but the easiest job to earn the first million in life is sales!
The vast majority of small and medium-sized business owners in China started their careers in sales, and more than 500% of the CEOs of Fortune 50 companies had a sales background.

Cases like Li Ka-shing, Zong Qinghou, and Dong Mingzhu can be found everywhere, and only when the waves wash away the sand can they show their true qualities as heroes. "

Meng Lang looked at the treasure boy in front of him in shock.

"I said, you must be the rich second generation of a certain family who came to practice at the grassroots level?"

"Hey! Did you see it?" Ma Qiao grinned, "Okay, don't pretend, if you don't see brother you are quite pleasing to the eye, I wouldn't say so much to ordinary people.

How about going for a drink in my Lamborghini when I have time. "

"Come on, do you think Lambo is a Lamborghini when he wears a bikini? Let's be realistic and sign a big deal to buy an idol mini."

The two were arguing, "Crack!" The door of the office was pushed open, and Lao Zhang walked out with a dark face.

"Meng Lang, come with me." Lao Zhang said without saying a word, and entered the conference room dedicated to the three groups.

Under Ma Qiao's playful eyes, Meng Lang walked in helplessly and closed the door.

I thought that a scolding meal was about to come, but I didn't expect Lao Zhang to change his face immediately after sitting down, and changed back to the calm and calm look of a retired veteran cadre, and drank wolfberry tea with a relaxed expression.

"Uh... I'm sorry, Uncle Zhang, I caused trouble for you and the third group, why don't I apologize to Manager Wang?" Meng Lang said.

"Come on, I don't know your virtues yet, and within 3 minutes of entering, I guess I'm going to pick him up again.

Your task now is to act as if nothing happened, and quietly be a handsome man! "Old Zhang rolled his eyes and continued drinking tea.

"Then you won't teach me a few words?"

"Aren't I training you?" Old Zhang slapped the table with a bang. The sound startled Meng Lang, and he immediately realized that this was for that guy Wang Zhiping to see.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

"Hey! Who asked your dad to let me take care of you, but to be honest, with your character, you are really not suitable for sales.

Anyway, with your bottom-line performance, you won't be able to do it in a long time.

Listen to Uncle, go back to your hometown and inherit your father's pig farm. "

"No! I don't want to stay in a small county town. After finally getting out, how can I go back!" Meng Lang said stubbornly.

"Okay, it's a good thing for young people to work hard, and uncle will not stop you. When you are almost beaten, remember to bring me a treat for your dad when you go back."

"Kang, kuang, kuang!" Lao Zhang took the thermos cup and knocked it hard on the table a few times.

Meng Lang was speechless, "Is that why you dislike me so much?"

"Hehe! In our line of business, you either have to be ruthless, or you have to know the world but not the world. You are smooth and naive.

You can't do the former, but the latter...you're halfway there now. "

"Really? I just said I'm still making progress! Uncle Zhang, what do you think I've learned?" Meng Lang's eyes lit up.

Lao Zhang glanced at Meng Lang and took a sip of tea slowly.

"Sizzle~"

"Unsophisticated, and naive."

rash:"……"

(End of this chapter)