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Chapter 82

Once this person gets older, he will become very sensitive and often worry that others will treat him as a waste.

The old man was a little annoyed, and sighed, "I know this matter is really difficult, but there is nothing I can do."

The old man said in a depressed mood, and put his old hand on the clothes, "My son bought this clothes for me, and I am reluctant to wear them, so I want to exchange them for money, and then I can exchange a few catties of meat for food."

The little assistant stood aside and watched the excitement, and the whole person became impatient.

If you can't afford it, why buy it in the first place!In the end, it's not about giving them trouble.

Yang Heping pursed his lips, squatted down, and held the old man's hand, "Old man, I know you love your son, but think about it, what would your son think if he found out?"

Yang Heping comforted him patiently, but he didn't want the old man to regret it.

It doesn't matter if a piece of clothing is returned or exchanged, but the son's kindness is priceless, and that kindness cannot be exchanged for a few catties of meat.

For a while, the atmosphere suddenly became gloomy, and even the little assistant couldn't stand it anymore.

Isn't this new manager out of his mind?The most important thing to return at this time!Why do you say something.

"Manager Yang, come here first, I have something to say to you." The little assistant stepped forward and grabbed Yang Heping's arm and said, looking at the old man, he gradually became impatient.

He remembered this old man, it was his son who bought clothes with him.

It was quite fun when buying clothes, but now it's awkward, what a weird family.

Yang Heping glanced at his arm, and pushed the little assistant's hand away, "If you have anything to say, you can just say it, there is no outsider here, there is no need to hide."

The little assistant gritted his teeth and kept winking at Yang Heping, but he didn't seem to understand.

"I'm not going to retire, young man, you're right. My son bought it to honor me. I really shouldn't make any claims."

The old man held Yang Heping's hand again and said, looking at Yang Heping with a smile in his eyes.

He's not a stubborn old man, he just can't react in a short time.

Now he has figured it out, his son bought him clothes to show his filial piety, and he couldn't bury his son's filial piety with his own hands.

Yang Heping looked at the hands on the back of his hands, and helped the old man get up, "Old man, why don't I take you home! I don't worry about you going home alone."

Yang Heping said worriedly, thinking of the ground outside, he was even more worried.

The road outside is slippery, and the old man is old. If he accidentally falls, it will have a great impact on his body.

"Young man, you are a nice person. It is the most correct choice for the department store to choose you as the manager."

While the old man was talking, he patted the back of Yang Heping's hand, and the interaction between the two became more intimate.

Yang Heping packed things for the old man, and wanted to send the old man home, but met a young man.

"Dad, what are you..." The young man looked at Yang Heping a little puzzled.

When did his dad know such a person?As a son, he didn't know anything about it.

"This is the manager of the department store. I'll go over there if I have time these two days. This young man is not bad, he is an honest boy."

The old man patted Yang Heping on the shoulder and said, his appreciation was obvious in his actions.

"Dad, what are you doing! You're being rude."

The young man looked at the old man and said, obviously a little annoyed.

His father is like this, he doesn't care about anything else when he meets someone he can talk to.

"Old man, go home with your son! I have other things to do! Let's talk next time when we have time."

Yang Heping watched the father and son leave, and went down to the office led by the assistant.

Although the office is not big, there is a large bookshelf inside. Yang Heping looked around and conservatively estimated that there are more than 50 books.

"Manager Yang, this will be your office from now on. You need to sign on the usual purchase order. We will purchase after you have reviewed it."

The little assistant introduced, not forgetting to hand over the report from the sales director to Yang Heping.

"This is the recent sales situation of our building. It is indeed much better than before, but many customers say that our prices here are a bit expensive."

The little assistant reported on the work, without any intention of guessing other things, and directly ignored the sales director's words.

Yang Heping flipped through the report in his hand, and frowned after seeing the sales price of the product.

"The customer is right, but the price is still expensive. I just took a quick look. Different products have different profits. The profit of this dress is obviously much higher. The price needs to be fine-tuned."

Yang Heping pointed out the problem directly, but the problem he pointed out put the little assistant in a dilemma.

He knew the price of the clothes, not only the price of the clothes, but also the rental fee of the booth.

But the person who contracted this booth was from the relatives of the director, and as a small follower, he couldn't say much, so he could only turn a blind eye.

Yang Heping didn't hear the little assistant's words for a long time, and was a little puzzled.

He remembered that this little assistant was quite good at talking!Why can't I speak at this time? Could it be that there is something hidden?

Yang Heping seemed to have guessed something and slapped the table, "If you have anything to say, just say it. If I find out, things will not be so simple."

Yang Heping kindly reminded him that he was still giving the little assistant a chance.

It is understandable if he made a mistake out of momentary confusion, but if he made a mistake on purpose, then he can't pretend to be stupid.

The little assistant was startled by Yang Heping's slap on the table, his hand shook, and the ledger fell to the ground.

"Manager, I can't say much about this matter. I'd better pick up the ledger first! You will understand then."

The little assistant spoke nervously, picked up the ledger in a panic, and turned to the rent page.

Yang Heping stared at the ledger on the table for a while, and he knew it.

Most of these situations are for the purpose of earning more money, and the only person who can act presumptuously under the nose is the sales director.

"From now on, if I ask a question and you answer a question, just nod and shake your head."

In order to prevent the little assistant from being embarrassed, Yang Heping specially found a way for the little assistant to answer.

"The relationship between the renter of this booth and the sales director is not simple, is it?"

Yang Heping was asking casually, but he sighed after seeing the little assistant nodding.

He is also the sales director, how can he do such a thing?

The palms of the assistant's bewildered onlookers began to become moist.

"Manager, I still have a lot of work over there, so I'm leaving first."

The little assistant found an excuse to run away, but his heart became more and more nervous.

This is miserable, not only offending the sales director, but also losing a good impression in front of the manager, if the manager has a small belly, wouldn't he be fired.

The little assistant's face became even uglier when he thought that he was about to be fired.

(End of this chapter)