Chapter 154 Comfort
The cold wind was biting, and everyone hunched their necks and rubbed their hands.
Shen Yan took this opportunity to speak: "Yang Fei, when you purchase goods tomorrow, please help me buy 400 pieces."
Song Weiwei frowned slightly upon hearing this, revealing a hesitant expression: "Is it too much? I think it's a bit risky."
Shen Yan smiled lightly, as if she had already made plans, but she did not immediately respond to Song Weiwei's question.
He just turned around and continued to look at He Junshan, "We've only ever sold 300 pieces at most on a weekday evening."
Her tone was steady, as if she was stating a fact.
Then her eyes were gentle and thoughtful, "But don't worry, I have considered it all."
She paused, a subtle look of worry crossing her face.
She looked at He Junshan and said, "I have been thinking about one thing today."
As she spoke, her tone gradually became slower and even hesitant.
"I think I've made all the arrangements for the other people."
She frowned and stared at his face carefully. "But I've been a little confused. I felt uneasy tonight. Especially when facing you."
He Junshan was stunned for a moment, a little confused, "Boss...what's going on?"
Shen Yan sighed, "I don't know how to give you the commission now."
She spoke frankly about her troubles.
After hearing this, He Junshan lowered his head somewhat awkwardly and said softly, "Boss, I'm so embarrassed when you say that. It feels like I'm asking for money."
He then shook his head: "You've already given Aunt He so much. If I still take your money...I don't think it's justifiable."
Shen Yan didn't rush to refute, but lowered her head and thought seriously for a long time.
She slowly raised her head and said in a gentle but firm tone: "The accounts cannot be mixed up."
"The money you give to Aunt He belongs to Aunt He; the money you give to Aunt He belongs to you."
She explained seriously.
"Yang Fei, if it weren't for you running around and helping coordinate so many chores, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to complete these tasks, let alone sell 1,000 units."
Then she paused, her eyes slightly hesitant as she said, "Of course, I did help with some odd jobs this time, and didn't directly participate in the sales."
She continued her analysis, "According to the principles we agreed upon before, you have to sell the goods, or our total sales volume is much higher than usual, in order to give you a commission of 5 yuan per item."
"But the sales we achieved today were basically on par with a normal Sunday."
She said it very honestly, "although it didn't obviously exceed expectations."
"But it's undeniable that you did put in a lot of effort."
After saying this, Shen Yan shook her head slightly, revealing a bit of distress: "So I'm a little unsure in my heart, what standard should I use to repay you."
She pondered for a moment, then seemed to have thought of something. Her eyes lit up slightly, and she looked up at He Junshan and said, "Let's do this."
She then proposed a compromise: "Today we will give you a commission of one yuan for each embroidery pattern."
There are 500 embroidery pieces in total. "That's 500 yuan."
"You really helped a lot in organizing, displaying and promoting the embroidery products this time."
She added, "Of course, I know you weren't directly involved in sales, but mainly helped with other things."
He Junshan immediately waved his hand upon hearing this, and quickly declined: "Boss, I really don't want it. I'll feel bad if I take this money!"
"My 400 yuan salary already includes my duties and responsibilities of helping out and maintaining order on the scene."
He Junshan looked at the person in front of him and said this in a gentle but firm tone.
"Everything I did today was part of the daily work I was supposed to do for my 400 yuan salary."
He spread out his hands, glanced at the people present, and spoke in a calm but sincere tone.
After hearing this, Shen Yan's smile gradually faded, and her brows furrowed slightly, "But if you really don't come to help, I'm afraid we won't be able to sell so many goods tonight."
Her tone was somewhat unwilling, with a hint of apology, and she also wanted to fight for it unwillingly.
He Junshan waved his hands repeatedly, his attitude very firm, and he said without wavering: "Boss, please don't give me that commission. I definitely won't accept it."
He took a step back, shook his head, and said sincerely, "If I really want to participate in the profit sharing, it must be after your sales actually increase, and then calculate it based on the growth."
"I don't want to take away any of the benefits you have already obtained."
He continued, his tone heavy with meaning, “That’s not how I want to work together.”
When Shen Yan heard him say this, her eyes lit up and a smile appeared on her lips again, "Okay, then let's do as you said just now. From now on, we will import 400 pieces of goods on weekdays in the evening."
As she spoke, she pointed to the notebook next to her, as if she had already started to formulate a plan.
"On Sunday night, we received 1,200 pieces."
There was a hint of excitement and anticipation in her tone, as if the prospect was already clearly before her.
"Based on our sales of 300 units on weekdays and 1,000 units on Sundays..."
She paused, as if waiting for everyone to catch up with her train of thought.
"Then these extra 100 pieces, and the 200 additional pieces on Sunday, will be used as part of your commission."
She continued to explain, her eyes showing anticipation for future plans.
"As long as you can help us sell all the goods every night--"
She spoke more slowly and emphasized, "Then you can get a real commission!"
"When He Junshan heard this, his face lit up instantly, and his eyes sparkled with energy and motivation."
He stood up straight abruptly, clenched his fists, and said firmly: "Boss, this is the commission method I want!"
"Of course I'll take the commission! But that's the reward I deserve after increasing sales through my own hard work!"
His eyes were determined, as if he had already seen the target right in front of him.
After finishing his words, He Junshan took them with him and sent Shen Yan and Song Weiwei to where Zhao Weiqing lived.
Along the way, he carefully helped them carry their bags, with a respectful and natural attitude.
When they arrived, Shen Yan turned to Song Weiwei beside her and said softly, "Zhao Weiqing helped me find an aunt who can take care of me when I wake up at night."
Her tone was relaxed and contained a hint of relief.
"So you can go back to the manor and rest tonight."
After she finished speaking, she smiled and patted Song Weiwei's hand, "Go directly to work tomorrow morning, so you can relax a little."
But she herself had no intention of leaving and remained at Zhao Weiqing's residence.
"I'll stay here by myself."
She said, "Let this auntie take care of me. She will also take me to work on time the next day."
But Song Weiwei looked stubborn and refused to go back no matter what.
She frowned tightly, looked at Shen Yan worriedly and said, "I don't even know this aunt yet, and I'm really worried about leaving you in her care."
There was worry and a hint of persistence in his tone.
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