Du Moyou: I can recommend it to a colleague who has a good relationship with me. Don’t worry, I can definitely help you sell it.
Zhou Mo thought to himself, are the people in the First Hospital of Dongda University so open and enthusiastic? Du Moyu's enthusiasm even made Zhou Mo a little uncomfortable.
Du Moyou: Wen Lu can also help you.
Zhou Mo didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment.
She could no longer hide the fact that she was selling BYT, but it seemed that the accumulated goods in her hands had found a new market.
There is no need to think about it, it must be Song Yan who leaked the information.
She really wanted to thank him.
Give her such an opportunity that will cause social failure while increasing sales.
Du Moyou: How much do you have left?
Zhou Mo hesitated for a moment and replied: More than 300 boxes.
Du Moyou: OK, leave it to me.
Zhou Mo: Thank you.
Du Moyou: You're welcome. If I have to say thank you, I should thank you. I forgot to tell you that I'm allergic to latex.
Zhou Mo is dead.
The photos Du Moyou sent were most likely the goods Zong Zheng bought from her.
When Zhou Mo first met Zong Zheng at the elevator entrance, he felt embarrassed to face others.
It doesn’t matter if I don’t know him.
We know each other, or we're acquaintances. We see each other every now and then...
And Du Moyou is Han Chen's colleague...
Zhou Mo thought about the complicated relationship. What if Du Moyou accidentally let it slip that she was Han Chen's wife?
My wife is promoting BYT to a doctor at a hospital...
If this were to get out, the next person to suffer would be Han Chen, and he would be socially disgraced in front of everyone in the unit.
Zhou Mo immediately told Du Moyou: Could you please... not reveal my real information...
Du Moyou: Don’t worry, I won’t.
Zhou Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The next afternoon, Du Moyou sent a message saying that she had created a group and invited Zhou Mo to join. She could post advertisements in the group, introduce products to everyone, and answer questions.
Zhou Mo thought that they were all Du Moyou's colleagues, and she didn't know them. No one would know each other through their WeChat usernames, so it would be convenient to expand her customer base, so she agreed.
After entering, Du Moyou introduced to everyone: This is our sales staff "Little Tail".
Zhou Mo’s WeChat nickname is “tail”, which means tail.
There are not many people in the group, except her and Du Moyu, there are five people in total.
Zhou Mo quickly greeted: Hello everyone!
I wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly a message popped up in the group: Momo?
Zhou Mo was stunned.
who?
You actually know her?
Zhou Mo looked closely at the profile picture and the note. It was Han Chen's aunt, Han Yu.
It was unexpected that Du Moyou pulled Han Yu into the group. The people who joined the group must have been informed by Du Moyou in advance, and he also knew what she was selling.
Zhou Mo just felt even more miserable.
Du Moyou was quick to remove Han Yu from the group chat.
Zhou Mo then received a private message from Han Yu: Momo, what’s going on?
Zhou Mo: I... well... how should I put it...
Han Yu: Does Han Chen know that you are selling this?
Zhou Mo: I know.
Han Yu: I knew it, but I still let you sell it? This Han Chen, is he crazy because he is poor? He has no money and can only rely on his wife for support?
Zhou Mo: ...
Han Yu: Don’t feel sorry for Han Chen. He is wronged. It’s his own fault that he has no money.
Zhou Mo: Aunt, you misunderstood. I’m not selling goods because Han Chen has no money. It’s because... I’ve been doing this purchasing agent business for quite some time. It’s a part-time job and I’m just making extra money.
Han Yu: Isn't it because he has no money? If he had money, would he ask you to sell this thing now?
Zhou Mo: Um... I'm planning to stop doing this recently. These are the last stocks I have, and I'll be done with them once they're sold out.
Han Yu: How many more are there? I can help you recruit some people.
Zhou Mo: No need, auntie. There aren’t many left. I can handle it.
Han Yu: I know a lot of people, so I can sell it faster. Please bring me in.
Zhou Mo didn't know what to do for a moment.
Han Yu said half threateningly and half majestically: Your aunt is helping you, and you won’t accept it?
Zhou Mo had no choice but to pull Han Yu back into the group.
In just one afternoon, these "customers" of the First Hospital of Dongda University consumed one-third of her inventory.
I have to say that Aunt Han Yu is really amazing. She expanded the group to dozens of people in a short time.
Han Yu also sent her a private message, saying: Don't worry, I didn't recruit anyone from the orthopedics department.
Zhou Mo: Thank you.
The next second, Du Moyou sent her another private message, saying: "Aren't the people in our First Hospital of Dongda University enthusiastic and helpful? Your goods will definitely sell out in a few days."
Zhou Mo: I feel it.
She truly felt it, and when Du Moyou took the initiative to contact her and help her, Zhou Mo was completely convinced by Du Moyou.
This kind of enthusiasm is really unmatched by ordinary people.
In the past, Zhou Mo sold goods to Zong Zheng, and Zong Zheng told her not to tell Du Moyou. Zhou Mo thought that Zong Zheng was afraid that Du Moyou would misunderstand or think too much.
Now she understood that Zong Zheng was afraid that Du Moyou was too enthusiastic and worried that his wife would cause trouble to her.
Du Moyou: Can I place an order?
Zhou Mo: ???
Du Moyou: Just give me another order based on what Zong Zheng bought last time.
Zhou Mo: Send it over in the evening?
Du Moyou: All is fine.
After get off work in the afternoon.
Zhou Mo first solved the mailing of the orders for the people in the group, and then prepared the goods according to Du Moyu's requirements.
When we took a taxi to Century Jiayuan, it was already dark.
Suddenly she remembered that yesterday she told Han Chen that she would not come to Century Jiayuan today.
I didn't expect to come today, and for such a reason...
She was about to enter the community gate, holding her bag.
The security guard at the door suddenly stopped her and said, "You are not the owner of this place, you cannot enter."
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