Technology: Starting from selling mobile phones

Chapter 9 Unfair

After seeing Hao Keke off, Mo Ran felt relieved.

soon.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the store's sales data for the day came out.

Wang Fugui returned to the office during the lunch break and reported to Mo Ran in person.

"Boss, the sales data on the first day are okay, but much better than I expected!"

"Eight units were sold yesterday, and 24 units were sold today. There were more than [-] units sold within [-] hours of being put on the shelves, which is very good."

"good."

Mo Ran nodded, not too surprised.

It is no exaggeration to say that he knows better than anyone how fierce Pin Xixi will be in the future.

In the future, it will be normal for most products to sell more than [-] a month on Pinxixi.

"Nietzsche A7" sold 1000 units on the first day, and only more than [-] units in a month, which is not a huge number.

Wang Fugui was a little surprised by Mo Ran's calmness, but he soon came to his senses and continued:

"But, it's still a bit of a pity..."

"Huh? What a pity?"

"Is such that."

Seeing Mo Ran's interest, Wang Fugui hurriedly explained:
"The staff member of Pinxixi last time, Li Dongbao, is that white and fat college student. When he introduced Pinxixi to you, didn't he mention the 'monthly sales list of mobile phone categories'?"

"I took a look specifically this morning and we are now ranked 152nd."

"It's a pity that today is already the 9th. If we release it at the beginning of the month, we might really be able to break into the top fifty, or even the top twenty, of the monthly sales list!"

"It's all right."

Mo Ran smiled.

Nietzsche's actual situation is here. He has been owed wages for two months and has to pay wages in a few days. He can't afford to delay.

Naturally, Wang Fugui also knew about this situation, and after a couple of laughs, he continued:

"But boss, didn't Li Dongbao give you an 'internal support quota'?"

"Now that our new mobile phone is on the shelves, with the 'internal support quota', we should be able to climb up the monthly sales list!"

"If we can really enter the top [-] in the monthly mobile phone sales list, it will be a huge help to our sales!"

No need for Lao Wang to remind Mo Ran of this matter, he would keep it in mind.

A few days ago, he had made an appointment with Li Dongbao in advance, and he would be notified when the "Nietzsche A7" was on the shelves, and then Li Dongbao would submit the list to the company.

"Okay, I'll contact Li Dongbao right away."

……

the other side.

Rongcheng, New District, Area C of Software Park.

This is Pinxixi Rongcheng Branch, which is mainly responsible for the business of all Pinxixi stores in the entire southwest area.

Just after six o'clock in the afternoon, the account managers of the marketing department returned to the company with tired bodies, ready to start the eve meeting before get off work.

Li Dongbao is also one of them.

Earlier this afternoon, he received a call from Mo Ran.

The "Nietzsche official self-operated flagship store" has been successfully opened, and the first "Nietzsche A7" mobile phone has been officially put on sale.

and.

He paid special attention to it.

Sales on the first day were pretty good.

To be honest, he regarded Mo Ran as a friend and was really happy for Mo Ran.

of course.

The most important thing on the phone was that Mo Ran told him that he was going to use the "internal support quota."

Of course there is nothing to say.

After printing out the "Internal Support Quota" application form and filling in the Nietzsche store information, he walked into the conference room.

……

soon.

Evening will begin.

Sitting at the top is Mr. Zhang, the head of the marketing department of Rongcheng Branch, and there are seven employees on both sides of him.

Looking around, Li Dongbao is the youngest among them both in terms of age and qualifications.

After a brief report on the performance of the day, the evening meeting is coming to an end.

At this moment, Li Dongbao raised his hand to signal.

Everyone turned their gazes over. Mr. Zhang, who was sitting at the top, had no expression on his face, and asked indifferently:
"Xiao Li, what's the matter with you?"

Li Dongbao stood up.

"That's right, Mr. Zhang."

"The last time our department drew lots, didn't I win an 'internal support quota'? I happened to meet a good company during my business these few days."

"They opened a store on our platform the day before yesterday, and put their products on the shelves yesterday. Today I want to apply for an 'internal support quota' for them."

Mr. Zhang on the stage was stunned for a moment, and his expression immediately became a little unnatural.

But before he could speak, an employee sitting below him suddenly said:
"Xiao Li, what kind of company is the other party? Do you know their situation?"

"Our 'internal support quota' is very precious. Why don't you discuss such an important matter with me and Mr. Zhang in advance?"

Li Dongbao saw that it was Liu Xiaohua, the team leader.

"I understand, team leader."

"They are 'Nietzsche Mobile Phone', and there is also a 'super store' on Taowu.com. I think their sales are not bad, and they have more experience in online stores."

"I have filled in their details, please take a look."

Liu Xiaohua frowned and took the application form with a gloomy expression.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhang, who was sitting on the stage beside him, also started to say:
"Xiao Li, what our team leader said is right."

"Needless to say how precious the 'internal support quota' is this time, the headquarters has repeatedly reminded us to be cautious in recommending, and to give valuable traffic to really excellent shops."

"If the recommended store is not effective, both the recommender and the branch will be held responsible and will be punished!"

Li Dongbao suddenly became anxious.

Whether it's Mr. Zhang or the team leader Liu Xiaohua, he naturally knows what he said.

However, Nietzsche is really not bad!

"boss Zhang……"

Just as he was about to explain, Mr. Zhang interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"you listen to me……"

Li Dongbao calmed down obediently.

Mr. Zhang sighed softly, looked at Li Dongbao softly, and softened his tone.

"Little Li..."

"Originally I planned to tell you about this tomorrow, but since you brought it up today, I will tell you directly."

"A few days ago, your team leader Lao Liu and 'Jinli Mobile' discussed cooperation. 'Jinli Mobile' has agreed to open a store on our platform, but they hope that the platform will give some support."

"Now you are the only one left in the branch with an 'internal support' quota. Old Liu told me about this and wants to use your 'internal support quota'."

"I agreed."

what!
Li Dongbao's face suddenly turned pale.

He looked at Mr. Zhang in disbelief, and then at Team Leader Liu Xiaohua.

My quota...was given to the team leader? !

In an instant, feelings of grievance and pain flooded into his mind.

"Mr. Zhang, I got this quota by drawing lots!"

"Besides, why did you give the quota to someone else without asking me?"

Mr. Zhang coughed lightly and said:
"It's also my fault that I've been too busy these days, so I forgot to tell you about this."

Li Dongbao was stunned, his mouth wide open and speechless.

to be frank.

Although this so-called "internal support quota" is precious, if the team leader or Mr. Zhang communicates well with himself, he is willing to contribute for the team!
but!

Just let me occupy it without saying a word?
After a while, he thought of Mo Ran.

I personally agreed to Mr. Mo, how should I explain to Mr. Mo next?

He lowered his head sadly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

But right now.

Team leader Liu Xiaohua stood up suddenly, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

"Hehe, Nietzsche's mobile phone!"

"Mr. Zhang, look, why do you think it's so familiar to me? It turns out it's really the Nietzsche phone that used to be a copycat!"

"copycat mobile!"

Speaking of this, Liu Xiaohua slammed the table and said angrily:
"Li Dongbao, Li Dongbao, what are you doing all day long?!"

"Counterfeit mobile phone, counterfeit brand, you give the 'internal support quota' to a counterfeit brand? Is this okay? Can the headquarters approve it?"

"When the headquarters audit finds problems, not only you, but also Mr. Zhang will be scolded!"

"Even if it has been audited, can the data be guaranteed?"

"At that time, all the performance of our entire branch will be deducted because of you!"

Mr. Zhang was a little apologetic at first, but after hearing what Liu Xiaohua said, he immediately took the phone.

At first glance, it turned out to be the original king of copycat phones - the Nietzsche phone!
Not only Mr. Zhang, but also many people immediately recalled Nietzsche’s mobile phone after Liu Xiaohua woke up.

The discussion in the conference room gradually started, and Mr. Zhang, who was sitting above, looked gloomy at this time.

He frowned, looked at Li Dongbao reproachfully, and said in a low voice:
"Xiao Li, why are you so impatient? You don't even know what kind of company the other party is?"

After a moment, he waved his hand.

"I won't criticize you much this time. The 'internal quota' is settled like this. Your quota is given to Lao Liu and Jinli mobile phone."

The honest Li Dongbao lowered his head even deeper.

The office fell silent.

Just when everyone thought the matter was over, Li Dongbao suddenly whispered:
"It's not fair, it's not fair!"

The muttering sound spread throughout the conference room, and Mr. Zhang suddenly became anxious.

"Xiao Li, what are you talking about! What's unfair? It's simply unreasonable."

After all, his face became more and more gloomy.

"Okay, let's break up the meeting, let's break up the meeting!"

The crowd dispersed, and the honest Li Donglin clenched his fists.

Unknowingly, under the black-rimmed glasses, tears flowed down my face.

"Mr. Mo, I'm sorry for you!"

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