After working for so long, there were only a few orders every day, or no orders at all. The most I earned on that day was over 1,000 yuan, because Huo Mingshan bought three sets of clothes here.

Apart from that, I make a tiny bit of money every day.

It was just such a small amount, but they thought the total could reach 9,000. Yu Sangzhi and Ye Qingcao were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

"Han Lei, haven't you been quite talkative recently?"

Ye Qingcao couldn't help but call Han Lei, "Why are your performance still so bad?"

Han Lei didn't want to talk and rolled his eyes at her.

Ye Qingcao received his eye roll and couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "I'm not exaggerating. The store manager just gave you an ultimatum. There are only 6 days left. If you don't make more than 20,000 yuan in sales, the store manager won't let you stay for another month... You still have 11,000 yuan left..."

Han Lei couldn't help but feel disgusted with Ye Qingcao for speaking the truth, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you."

Ye Qingcao said, "It has nothing to do with me. However, Sang Zhi and I will leave soon. If you are willing to say nice words to us and beg us, perhaps we will be willing to help you."

Han Lei refused firmly, "No need. If I can't achieve it, then I can't achieve it. I can just quit. I'm not short of money."

"Yoyo~"

Ye Qingcao teased him, "You are so noble, but being so stubborn won't do you any good!"

Yu Sangzhi, who was standing beside him, tugged at Ye Qingcao's clothes and spoke to Han Lei in a friendly tone, "11,000 isn't difficult. You can do it with some effort. You just need to practice your oral skills and be more diligent when greeting guests. Who knows, you might be able to achieve it. Otherwise, I can help you tomorrow."

Han Lei refused, "No, I don't need that little money."

Seeing that he was still so persistent, Yu Sangzhi and Ye Qingcao stopped trying to persuade him.

You know, it is difficult to persuade a person who has given up on himself.

I guess Han Lei is that kind of person.

"Han Lei, you always say you're not short of money, so is your family very rich?"

At this moment, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Ye Qingcao rested his chin on his hand and started chatting with Han Lei, "You are the principal's son, so you shouldn't have to worry about money. Why do you come out to do this job alone and endure the manager's anger?"

Over there, Han Lei, who had just finished counting the goods, walked towards them. He threw the inventory book on the counter and said casually, "They have money but they don't pay me. If they were willing to pay me, I wouldn't come here to work."

"Oh~"

Ye Qingcao nodded. "That means your parents are very strict and don't want to give you pocket money?"

Han Lei responded: "Yeah."

Ye Qingcao thought about it and suggested to him, "Then you can ask your family to come over and buy clothes for you. They have money anyway, and coming here to help you with your sales is also considered as supporting you! This is not directly giving you money, but it is indirectly helping you, right!"

Han Lei was silent for a moment, then refused. "Let them come over and buy clothes worth over 10,000 yuan? Am I stupid?"

Ye Qingcao said, "You don't have to buy more than 10,000. You can buy as little as 2,000 or 3,000. You can earn sales revenue on your own after that... Anyway, no matter how much they buy, you will get a commission."

Han Lei: “…”

What she said seemed to make sense...