Cultivation Department Shura Field

Chapter 112 112 Lost

"Old Song, I asked you to get the latest Huipu machine. Why did you get this old model? I'm not telling you, can you use some snacks?!"

In a store in the Computer City, Song Huaifeng was being criticized by the store manager.

Just now, after a lot of verbal sales, the store manager finally convinced a customer to sell a computer.Then the store manager asked Song Huaifeng to go to the warehouse to get the goods, while he continued to chat happily with the customers...

Song Huaifeng remembered clearly that what the store manager just said was clearly "bring us the latest and best model", so he did so.

But now it seems that he didn't understand the store manager's meaning.

Although Song Huaifeng is already 40 years old and the store manager is less than [-] years old, in terms of sales experience, Lao Song is really far behind.

The store manager took him to the warehouse and asked in a low voice: "What should you do to take out this machine? What price did that person offer? What is the price of this machine?"

Song Huaifeng was at a loss and said: "The price he offered is already much higher than the cost price, and you said you want the latest and best..."

The store manager sneered and said: "Nonsense, I tell everyone this, otherwise how would we sell it! Let's be clear, we are doing business, not making friends."

Song Huaifeng pointed to a computer of the same brand next to him with a much lower configuration: "Could you sell him this?"

The store manager nodded: "Yes, what else?"

Song Huaifeng sighed silently and picked up the low-end computer.

The store manager patted him on the shoulder and said softly: "Old Song, I am also right about the situation but not the person. People who work in sales will inevitably be a little impatient. Like me, I don't care much when I am anxious. You have nothing to do. Problem?"

Song Huaifeng shook his head: "No problem, no problem."

The store manager pressed his shoulder again, turned around and went out, with a spring breeze on his face, chatting and laughing with the customer.

Song Huaifeng carried the computer over and helped the store manager complete the procedures for signing orders and collecting payment.But at this time, he heard two other younger employees a little distance away, seeming to be talking about him.

He remained calm and did not stop working, but he raised his ears and listened carefully.

"He and Mr. Li are still in the same term. Why is there such a big gap?"

"People who are 40 years old are not as smooth as me, haha..."

Song Huaifeng could only barely hear a small part of the soft discussion.He still remembered that when he arrived at this store a few days ago, both the store manager and the two clerks called him 'Brother Song' because he was brought here personally by his classmate who was the boss.

But after only a few days, they seemed to have figured out through some network channels how their old classmates positioned themselves, and also figured out their experience and abilities in sales.

So Brother Song became Lao Song.

Song Huaifeng stopped trying to hear clearly what others were saying about him. Those words were meaningless anyway.He just completed the entire transaction procedure seriously, returned the bank card to the customer after swiping the card, and watched him turn around and leave.

However, Song Huaifeng's eyes were a little gloomy as he stared at the newly bought computer in his hand.

Are you not tactful enough or have insufficient sales experience?

Or is this not how business should be done?
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"Attend class!"

Teacher Sun stood on the podium and said this, and then the whole classroom was quiet for a few seconds.its not right……

The students looked at someone in the front row.

Xu Zhe suddenly reacted and said quickly: "Stand up!"

Then the students stood up and said in unison: "Hello, teacher..."

After they sat down and became quiet again, Teacher Sun looked at the new monitor who was a little uncomfortable with it and asked, "What are you doing?"

Of course, Xu Zhe couldn't say that he was thinking about the game's sales strategy, so he made an excuse at random: "Sorry, I was just thinking about a question."

There are indeed not many responsibilities for the junior high school monitor, but one of them is to shout "stand up" at the beginning of each class.He had never experienced this before, either in his previous life or in the year since his rebirth, so he was still a little uncomfortable from time to time during the first few days of school.

Although it was a casual excuse, Teacher Sun did not continue to ask questions, but talked about the content of the class.

The teacher on the stage was talking, but Song Xingye in the audience suddenly touched the elbow of his deskmate.

Xu Zhe looked down and found a small piece of paper handed over from under the table. He was surprised - this girl had always been cautious and could not find a good student who was more disciplined than her, but now why was she secretly doing so during class? Passed the note?

When I took it over and looked at it, the note read: [You don’t need to attend lectures anyway, why not read novels.I just read a very good article and would like to recommend it to you. 】

Xu Zhe's eyes became even more horrifying.

He actually persuaded his classmates to violate discipline and read novels in class. Is this still Song Xingye?
Then the girl took out a magazine from the drawer, opened it to a specific page, and put it on his lap.

Xu Zhe lowered his head and looked up.

What she recommended were short stories published in magazines.Because the length is only about [-] to [-] words, Xu Zhe finished it quickly with his well-trained reading speed.

This story tells the story of a shared house.The hero and heroine coincidentally rented the same apartment and shared the kitchen, but the heroine couldn't cook, but was too short of money to eat out.After eating a dish he cooked and finally vomited, the actor couldn't bear the pitiful look, and then he ate his cooking...

The plot of this novel is not very tortuous, but it is better because of its beautiful writing and rich details of life.Especially the specific steps of cooking are explained almost as if they were real.The relationship between the male and female protagonists is full of warmth.

After reading it, Xu Zhe returned the magazine and gave a two-word evaluation: "It's okay."

Song Xingye asked quietly: "Don't you think it looks good?"

Xu Zhe shook his head: "It's not to my liking. If I were to write it, the heroine's friend should be a guest, and the hero would cook and entertain. But while he was busy in the kitchen, that friend became very Nervous, she told her that she smelled blood and corpses. At this time, the heroine also noticed that something was wrong, such as the lights flashing, and the smell coming from the kitchen was indeed strange. The friend wanted to pull the heroine and run away, but the man The protagonist came out with the food. As soon as he left the kitchen, the food became full of color, aroma and flavor, and was very tempting. My friend suddenly stopped running and sat down to eat hard, his expression became very enthusiastic..."

Xu Zhe was about to continue his oral improvisation, but suddenly felt a small hand grabbing the corner of his clothes.Taking another closer look, he saw the girl biting her lower lip, her face pale.

Song Xingye: "Don't say it..."

Xu Zhe realized that there seemed to be a big difference in the fear threshold between himself and the girl.

So he said: "Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, just listen to the class carefully."

Song Xingye turned her head and stared at the teacher, her tear-filled almond eyes full of grievances - she originally wanted to use a romance novel to infect the atmosphere between the two, but Xu Zhe directly changed the atmosphere to a strange and weird one. in the right direction?

Who can understand this feeling?
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