Su Maocai chuckled dryly, "A few days ago, the second manager mentioned something to me, saying that we might encounter some trouble..."
The business might not be doing well, so they made me an actor.
He deliberately pretended to look down on the customer, then acted as the judge, scolded himself, and calmed the customer down.
First, make the customer feel suppressed and wronged, then let them vent their anger and feel happy. When a person is happy, they are more likely to spend money, right?
Then look at Shui Sheng.
"Brother Shuisheng, it's your turn..."
Shui Sheng gave an awkward smile.
"The second manager said I have a good appearance, like a handsome young scholar, and asked if I wanted to improve my skills?"
"Of course I'd like to."
So let me be a cup of refreshing tea to soothe the guests' nerves.
They entice customers to buy ready-made clothing, especially... older women.
Towards the end, I even became a little embarrassed.
A burst of laughter erupted.
Looking at the quiet, smiling man, Uncle Fu almost spat out the tea he had just drunk.
Good tactic!
One of them is in charge of acting!
One of them seems to be using young men to sell their sexuality!
Is this still my nephew who only knows how to sell books?
He grinned and said, "Ha, I'm a little worried now. When these ladies go home and take out their clothes, the men will realize what's going on and might come knocking on our door, treating this place like a gigolo's place."
Shui Sheng: "It can't be that bad, we're legitimately selling clothes."
Chen Xian nodded: "It's not that I'm being overly worried, but I do have a rough plan to nip this potential problem in the bud."
Chen Xian lowered his voice: "Recruit a group of young widows with good reputations, under thirty years old."
"Um?"
"How so?"
Uncle Fu became more and more bewildered as he listened, and then looked at Chen Xian as if he were a monster.
"Brother Chen, I'm truly impressed by you now. Even if you didn't write storybooks, you'd still be a genius in the business world."
"Truly a monster!"
The other guys looked on with curiosity.
Chen Xian then explained the salary structure of the employees to Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu nodded slightly, admiring Chen Xian's ingenious ideas even more.
Uncle Fu: "In view of Su Maocai's diligent performance of his work tasks, his bonus will be increased by ten taels this month."
The others, like Shui Sheng, worked hard to sell goods, and received a bonus of one-twentieth of the price for each piece of clothing sold.
For example, if Maocai sells twenty taels of clothing to Liu today, he can receive a bonus of one tael of silver.
The others, with their assistance, can share the remaining one tael of silver.
Upon hearing this, the entire hall fell silent.
Even when Uncle Fu made this decision, his heart was bleeding.
But thinking about it, it seems that every decision Chen Xian made had a deeper meaning, and that the other party had a far-sighted vision.
Shui Sheng and Su Maocai were stunned, thinking they had misheard, but when they heard the reactions of the others, their eyes widened and their eyes stung.
"Shopkeeper, I... I will definitely work hard from now on."
Uncle Fu chuckled softly, "We should work hard. Thank you very much, Second Manager, for your suggestion."
The other employees had doubts from the beginning about whether Chen Xian was qualified to be the manager, but they kept them to themselves and didn't dare to say it out loud. But now, there was no doubt.
If anyone dares to say a bad word about Chen Xian, these hot-blooded young people will verbally attack him to death.
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