Fu Song never expected that he would be looked down upon even for buying a house.
If I had known earlier, I would have replaced it with the "Ni Ma Ni" that Tang Keke bought for me.
Fortunately, the girl called "Xiao Ye" was quite sincere: "Hello, my name is Ye Jingwen, and I'm a property consultant at Longcheng Yunding.
What kind of tea would you like?
We have Longjing, Pu'er, Biluochun, Yuhua tea, Tieguanyin, and Huangshan Maofeng..."
Fu Song looked at her: "Can you drink anything?"
Ye Jingwen nodded: "It's all fine."
Fu Song waved his hand and said, "Give me a glass too!"
"Ah?" Ye Jingwen's expression froze for a moment. She said in panic, "Sir, no... no!"
Fu Song smiled and asked, "Can't bear to part with it?"
"No, we have 56 kinds of tea in our sales office. If you can finish a cup of each kind, I'll bring it to you."
Fu Song: "Uh..."
Suddenly, he pointed at Wang Bao and said, "I can't finish it, but he can definitely finish it."
Wang Bao quickly waved his hands: "Boss, no, I'm not a bucket, I can't drink so much."
Fu Song smiled and said, "Drink as much as you can. In the scene I designed for you, there is a shot where you drink 5 liters of milk in one breath. Rehearse it."
"Oh well!"
Then everyone in the sales office saw Ye Jingwen continuously serving tea to Fu Song, and soon the table was full.
Wang Bao stood in front of the table, his eyes wide open, breathing hard.
Suddenly he gritted his teeth and started pouring one cup after another.
At first no one thought much of it, but when Wang Bao drank his 20th cup, everyone was shocked.
Although Ye Jingwen used an ordinary paper cup, each cup is a standard 125 mL.
20 cups is 2.5 L, equivalent to 5 bottles of mineral water.
The children in the recreation area seemed to have heard the news and quickly ran over.
They looked at Wang Bao with admiration: "Uncle, come on! Uncle, come on!"
The childish voice resounded throughout the sales office and sounded particularly inspiring.
Encouraged by the little angels, Wang Bao raised the 30th cup and drank it in one gulp.
By the time Fu Song reacted and wanted to stop him, the other party had already drunk his 42nd cup, which was well over 5 L.
"Okay, stop drinking, that's enough."
Fu Song was so scared that his face turned pale. This guy is such an idiot!
Unexpectedly, Wang Bao's neck stiffened and he soon reached 52 cups.
After he gritted his teeth and finished the 56th cup, he stood there stiffly.
Fu Song asked cautiously: "Are you... okay?"
"Burp... Ugh... Gulp!"
After a long while, Wang Bao turned to look at Fu Song and smiled foolishly again: "Boss, I'm fine!"
Bang bang bang!
Applause broke out all around.
Ye Jingwen hurriedly asked, "Boss, where are your balloons? Do you want me to help you blow them up?"
Fu Song was stunned: "Balloon? What balloon?"
Ye Jingwen: "Aren't you here to sell balloons? If you take them out now, they will definitely sell out quickly!"
Fu Song: “…”
After a long while, he said, "We don't sell balloons."
"So what do you sell? A spinning top? A bubble machine?"
Fu Songhan said: "I won't sell anything!"
Ye Jingwen looked at Wang Bao and suddenly realized: "I see, you are here for tea. Wait a moment..."
After saying that, she ran away in a hurry. When she came back, she had a small paper bag in her hand, which was full of tea leaves.
"The tea in our sales office isn't particularly good, but it's not bad either. You can take some home and enjoy it slowly."
Fu Song looked at the other person and said, "Give me the tea, aren't you afraid of being punished by your boss?"
Ye Jingwen smiled gently: "It's okay, this tea is not much, many customers like it, we will give some to them to take home and taste."
Fu Song: "Your attitude is much better than that guy named Jiang."
Ye Jingwen hurriedly said: "You can't say that, Brother Gong has strong business capabilities and his time is very precious.
Unlike me, who has been here for less than two months and needs to learn from them all the time.”
Wang Bao suddenly asked, "You've been here for two months. Have you made any house sales?"
Ye Jingwen shook her head: "Not yet, my level is not good enough."
Wang Bao said, "I heard that if you real estate consultants don't close a deal within two months, you have to resign?"
Hearing Wang Bao's words, Ye Jingwen's face turned pale, but she quickly returned to normal: "It's okay, if this one doesn't work, I'll try another one.
Many people changed several real estate companies before they sold their first house.”
Although Ye Jingwen said it lightly, she felt helpless in her heart.
A property consultant’s salary mainly depends on commission, and commission naturally requires transactions.
She hadn't sold a house in two months and could only get a basic salary of 1,500 yuan.
1,500 yuan might be enough to barely survive in other second-tier cities, but in Guangdong Province it is not even enough to pay rent.
Ye Jingwen had heard that being a real estate consultant was very profitable, so she wanted to develop in this area.
As a result, now, not to mention making money, all the savings I had before have been spent.
She has decided that after working for a few days, she will return to her old job.
Although it is hard and tiring, at least it can solve the problem of food and clothing.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Fu Song say with a smile: "Don't give up, I think you are born to be a salesperson.
Most people think that a qualified salesperson must be eloquent, observant, and versatile.
But I think these are just basic skills.
A true top salesperson is sincere.
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