Feng Zhiyi was not surprised by Qian Hui's abilities.
Qian Hui has worked at the Housing Management Bureau for many years. Not only is he highly efficient, but he also has a very sweet tongue.
Speak human language to humans, and ghost language to ghosts.
He can even bring the dead back to life with his words.
It's easy to imagine how eloquent he is.
"Let everyone work hard until we close the shop at 6 p.m. on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month and then go on holiday."
"At that time, Yiheng, you should give each employee in the store a 20 yuan New Year's red envelope, and also give each person 5 jin each of rice and flour, 5 jin of fruit, a 5-jin barrel of oil, 2 packs of biscuits, and a box of Yuen Long egg rolls..."
The new store is booming, and the staff deserve much of the credit.
Before the store even opened, Qian Hui and his staff distributed flyers throughout the streets and alleys of Beijing for three days to generate buzz in advance.
That's why so many customers flocked to the store to buy goods on opening day.
If we hadn't made these preparations in advance, yesterday's sales might have been halved.
Everyone is working hard for the opening of the new store, so as the boss, she naturally can't be too stingy.
"Okay, I understand."
Lan Yiheng responded, then thought for a moment and asked, "Boss, do those drivers get the same New Year's benefits as everyone else?"
"And Qian Hui, his red envelope..."
"They are all the same; everyone is treated equally!"
Feng Zhiyi wouldn't abandon those veterans just because they had just come from their hometowns to work.
If a boss is this stingy and miserly, which employee would want to work for her in the future? Besides, she doesn't lack this little bit of money; she just wants to give a few more people New Year's bonuses.
She can afford it!
"Okay, I understand."
Lan Yiheng on the other end of the phone nodded, and was about to ask her again how much Qian Hui's red envelope was when Feng Zhiyi's voice rang out on the phone.
"As for Qian Hui, all four of you are the same, 100 each. As for the supplies, you can go to the grocery store and get them yourself. Each of you can choose 10 items, and you can choose whatever you want."
"Huh? We can choose for ourselves?"
Lan Yiheng asked in surprise.
The new store had only been open for two days when the boss gave each of them a 100 yuan red envelope for the New Year, and even let them choose their own benefits.
Their boss is so nice!
"Yes, that's right, you heard me correctly."
Feng Zhiyi thought for a moment and then said to him, "Also, try to get back to Jincheng on the morning of New Year's Eve. Take a plane directly, and the airfare will be reimbursed. After you come back, come to the family compound with your brother and Mingcheng to celebrate the New Year."
"boss......"
Lan Yiheng felt a sudden pang of sadness.
How many years has it been since he, his older brother, and Mingcheng celebrated the Lunar New Year?
During their years abroad, since foreigners don't celebrate the Spring Festival, the three of them would simply find a restaurant to have a proper meal every year to celebrate the New Year.
Unexpectedly, during their first Chinese New Year back in China, the boss invited them to spend the holiday with her at her home.
Feng Zhiyi laughed and said to him, "Don't cry, okay? If you're really touched, then work hard after the New Year and get the company in Hong Kong renovated as soon as possible, then your boss can rest easy."
She plans to open in May.
There are still three months left; hopefully, it's not too late.
Upon hearing this, Lan Yiheng immediately replied, "Boss, don't worry, I will definitely work hard. The three of us have already discussed it and will go to Hong Kong on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Once we get there, we will go to find the Mr. Xia you mentioned."
"Okay, you go ahead and get busy, I'm hanging up."
Feng Zhiyi was afraid he would be too embarrassed to come on New Year's Eve, so she reminded him again, "Remember to come to our house for the New Year on New Year's Eve."
"Okay, I understand..."
Lan Yiheng was about to say something more when there was a sudden knock on the office door. The next second, Qian Hui pushed the door open and walked in.
Seeing this, Lan Yiheng had no choice but to hang up the phone.
As soon as Qian Hui came in, he smiled mysteriously and said to him, "Brother Yiheng, do you know that I just sold several TVs and several refrigerators in one go?"
"How many?" Lan Yiheng asked, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"7 units."
Qian Hui smiled and made a "7" gesture, his mood soaring to new heights.
"Three TVs, four refrigerators, hehe, I roughly calculated that if I can sell a few more large appliances today, my commission will be 20 yuan."
That's right. All the employees in their stores receive a commission for each item they sell. For example, in the electronics and clothing stores, the employees receive a commission of 1 yuan for every piece of clothing or appliance sold.
The more you sell, the higher your commission will be.
Although the grocery store next door doesn't offer commissions, its employees receive monthly bonuses.
After a month, everyone can earn about 60 yuan a month. In addition, with the fixed welfare provided by the store, it is more than the wages of ordinary workers in state-owned factories.
“I admire you so much!”
Lan Yiheng gave him a heartfelt thumbs up, then patted Qian Hui on the shoulder, "Brother Qian, keep it up! The boss just called and told us to stay open until 6 p.m. on the 29th of the lunar year."
"In addition, during the holidays, each employee receives a 20 yuan bonus, while the two of us receive 100 yuan each. The boss also said that we can choose the supplies ourselves at the store..."
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