Chapter 20 [VIP]



Chapter 20 [VIP]

Chapter Summary: "What is your relationship?"

Since buying the car, Xu Tianzhou has been picking up and dropping off Ni Zhenzhen to and from get off work whenever he has free time.

This is really not a good job. The subway is crowded, and there are many cars on the ground. During rush hour, there are traffic jams everywhere, and you can't even get going on the ring roads.

But when Xu Tianzhou thought about how Ni Zhenzhen looked when she saw the car on that snowy night, the traffic jam didn't seem so unbearable anymore.

Especially with Ni Zhenzhen there, the two of them don't need to say anything; they seem to be leisurely lying on the beach, kissing the sky and the waves.

Xu Tianzhou's original intention was to take Ni Zhenzhen to the bank branch, but Ni Zhenzhen said it was too far. "Anyway, there aren't many people on the bus, so you can just pick me up at the bus stop."

After work that day, Ni Zhenzhen waited for Xu Tianzhou at the bus stop. There weren't many people at the bus stop, and everyone was shivering from the cold.

The weather has turned cold again, and the northwest wind is howling, cutting like a knife against your face.

Fortunately, Xu Tianzhou appeared not long after.

When the Mercedes-Benz that was all too familiar stopped in front of her, Ni Zhenzhen opened the car door and got in amidst the envious glances of the crowd.

Almost simultaneously, Xu Tianzhou handed over a cup of brown sugar boba milk tea, "It's still hot."

Ni Zhenzhen took it, and her hands, which were almost frozen, warmed up considerably in an instant. She didn't drink it, but instead held the milk tea to Xu Tianzhou's lips.

She wanted Xu Tianzhou to take the first sip.

As Xu Tianzhou drove, he lowered his head slightly. Although he was mentally prepared, he still frowned at the cloying smell.

Xu Tianzhou forced himself to swallow and said, "So sweet."

Ni Zhenzhen looked up: "Are you talking about me?"

"..."

Ni Zhenzhen's eyes, illuminated by the moonlight, were filled with laughter. She was amused by her own shamelessness and didn't even hear Xu Tianzhou's sigh-like "hmm."

Although it's a car from twenty years ago, its features are still quite modern even today.

Ni Zhenzhen likes the car's seats the most; they're much more comfortable than the chairs she uses when she sits in the cabinet.

She recalled her childhood self, how she would misbehave in the car and like to play with the electric seat, and her father would never scold her. He would even jokingly say that he would take one of the seats apart and put it at home for her to play with.

Ni Zhenzhen leaned back in her chair, sipping her milk tea with a smile on her lips, as if the sweetness of the milk tea had warmed her heart.

Suddenly, Xu Tianzhou asked, "What did the director say?"

Ni Zhenzhen knew he was asking about the sequel to the book. She didn't want to discourage him, but she told him the truth anyway, "The director said the training program received another Chinese version, so... um..."

Ni Zhenzhen's voice lowered until it was barely audible.

Xu Tianzhou's voice suddenly rose considerably; it was a cold snort, carrying the expected mockery and disdain.

“But!” Ni Zhenzhen protested, emphasizing, “The director praised me.”

"What did I say to praise you?"

"They said I have a bright future."

"..."

This time, Xu Tianzhou didn't even bother to snort.

At the end of the zebra crossing, an elderly man was waiting. Xu Tianzhou stopped his car, waved to the man, and gestured for him to go first.

During the wait, Xu Tianzhou rested his elbow on the car window and said slowly, "Haven't you heard? A leader's praise is the least valuable thing, because he doesn't have to pay anything to make you willingly do things for him."

"It's alright." Ni Zhenzhen took a sip of milk tea. "I asked him for the Chinese version, and he gave it to me."

"The Chinese version?" Xu Tianzhou turned his head.

“Yes.” Ni Zhenzhen took the book out of her bag and showed it to him. “This way I can carefully check whether there are any mistakes in my translation.”

"you……"

The old man passed by, and Xu Tianzhou stepped on the gas, the car continued driving on the road. After a long while, Xu Tianzhou said meaningfully, "You have a bright future."

Ni Zhenzhen almost choked on her milk tea laughing: "Didn't you say that praise is the least valuable thing?"

I'm praising you for being different.

"What's different?"

Xu Tianzhou remained silent.

What exactly is the difference? It's probably because he's sincere, unlike the director who's blatantly just going through the motions.

Xu Tianzhou even wondered why he hadn't thought of letting Ni Zhenzhen interview at Xinda back then. Even if she couldn't become his right-hand woman, at least she wouldn't have been let down like this.

As they neared home, Ni Zhenzhen suddenly called out, "Stop for a moment."

She opened the car door and said to Xu Tianzhou, "I need to take the book to the print shop. You can go back first."

At first, Xu Tianzhou didn't think much of it and naturally assumed that Ni Zhenzhen was making copies of the book for herself. Later, he found out that she was making copies for her colleagues.

"You..." Xu Tianzhou was so angry that he couldn't even eat breakfast. She copied his competitor's book. Was she crazy?

Xu Tianzhou couldn't help but ask, "Do you even know what your relationship is?"

Ni Zhenzhen had just picked up the steamed bun when she looked at him blankly, as if she was wondering why he would ask that, and said, "Good friend, what's wrong?"

"..."

good friend.

Xu Tianzhou suddenly remembered that back in international school, they always teamed up for group activities, to the point that even the teachers found it tiresome. "What's your relationship?"

Ni Zhenzhen had the same expression. She didn't care about the ill-intentioned looks from others at all, and said with great pride, "We are good friends!"

That was the first time he realized, oh, so he has friends here too.

"Never mind..." Xu Tianzhou sighed and picked up the spoon again.

Ni Zhenzhen handed the printed book to Qian Lina. Qian Lina originally wanted to pay for the printing, but Ni Zhenzhen declined.

“I also took notes and copied them for you.”

At that moment, Qian Lina felt as if the book in her hands had become heavier.

When she got home, Qian Lina put the book on her bedside table. She had originally planned to read it before going to sleep, but the book was so boring that she threw it aside after reading only a couple of pages.

Compared to reading and studying, there was something even more important weighing on her mind: the bank's marketing targets.

Qian Lina habitually turned on her phone, never realizing how terrifying it was to have no calls or messages on it.

Qian Lina hardened her heart and sent her college roommate a message for the third time: "Interest rate over 3%, instant deposit and withdrawal, gifts for purchases over 50,000, contact Xiao Qian to make money immediately." To her surprise, a line of text appeared on the screen, but it was not her roommate's reply. Instead, it read, "You are not his/her friend yet."

Qian Lina has been blocked!

Her blood rushed to her head, and she wanted nothing more than to reach out and pull her roommate out of her phone, grab her by the collar and yell at her: "You're just a micro-business owner selling horse oil, and I don't look down on you, but you look down on me!"

Qian Lina was unwilling to give up. She tried the method described online, and more than half of her friends deleted her. At that moment, she was overwhelmed by unprecedented loneliness and hid under the covers, crying bitterly.

It's also her fault for putting in too much effort during her internship.

At that time, in order to stand out among all the interns, she did everything she could to get people to apply for credit cards. Relatives, friends, classmates, classmates' classmates, whether they were familiar or not, all applied for them because of her.

If someone is unwilling, she will repeatedly persuade them, "It's okay not to activate it, it won't have any impact. I've always thought you were my best friend, please help me out, you won't pass the probation period if you don't complete the task [crying][crying][crying]".

In the end, she got first place as she wished, but that was all. She didn't play a single role in the job allocation, didn't receive any commission, and even lost a lot of money by getting acquaintances to sign up for memberships. Her friends, on the other hand, all thought she got a lot of commission, leaving her with no way to explain her bitter situation.

She later learned that all the interns' marketing performance was attributed to senior bank employees, who affectionately called them "pigs."

"Another new pig has arrived" means that someone is foolish enough to waste their own network to boost someone else's performance.

But what can we do?

Ni Zhenzhen also posted about selling financial products on her WeChat Moments, but she only posted one and then stopped. She still focuses her main energy on the counter, and although she can occasionally close one or two deals, it's nothing compared to her marketing targets.

As for Rong Xiaodan, her WeChat Moments remained the same as before, filled with song lyrics, movie quotes, or photos of books. She then remembered Rong Xiaodan saying she "falls asleep as soon as she starts reading," and realized that the persona she projected on WeChat Moments was just a persona, probably how she lured her boyfriends.

Seeing this, Qian Lina seemed less anxious. After all, with Rong Xiaodan at the bottom, she certainly wouldn't be the worst.

Since Ni Zhenzhen revamped the rating system at the branch, the customer satisfaction rate has improved significantly. Even the manager said, "I used to think it was because the service wasn't good enough, but who would have thought it was the rating system that was malfunctioning."

Ni Zhenzhen was also inspired by this; every time she tried to sell something to a customer, the customer would say, "I don't need it."

Ni Zhenzhen thought that perhaps it wasn't that customers didn't need these products, but rather that she hadn't found the right point.

She began to learn to think from the customer's perspective.

In the past, when introducing financial products to clients, Ni Zhenzhen would always read from the book, saying things like 3%, 5%, 2.5% for investments over 200,000 yuan, and 2.1% for investments under 200,000 yuan. Not only did the clients not react, but even she was confused.

She came up with a solution: using 10,000 yuan as an example, she would directly state how much interest would be earned in one year, two years, and three years. This was both intuitive and clear, and extremely tempting.

Ni Zhenzhen memorized the timeframes and interest rates of all the bank's wealth management and insurance products so that she could make appropriate recommendations based on her clients' needs.

Even if there isn't a suitable product available at the moment, she will suggest leaving her contact information, saying, "I'll definitely save it for you if I find a product with a high interest rate."

In addition, if Ni Zhenzhen sees an older woman watching videos on her phone while doing business, she will casually suggest, "Would you like to apply for a credit card? You get points for swiping the card, and you can redeem those points for video streaming memberships."

Seeing that a customer had brought a child, Ni Zhenzhen recommended the co-branded card, saying, "You can use this card to buy theme park tickets at a 50% discount."

Gradually, Ni Zhenzhen actually managed to sell quite a few products.

Although there are only one or two orders a day, and each person only earns 30,000 or 50,000 yuan, little by little, it adds up, and the marketing task that was originally harder than climbing to the sky doesn't seem so far away.

Good things kept happening one after another. After getting off work that day, Ni Zhenzhen received a phone call.

It was a man's voice, magnetic and gentle.

When she thought it was one of her clients seeking financial advice, the other person laughed and said with a hint of disappointment, "Zhenzhen, how come you couldn't even tell from my voice?"

Ni Zhenzhen really didn't recognize it.

The man had no choice but to give his name. As Ni Zhenzhen suddenly realized what was going on, the man smiled and said in a gentler voice, "Zhenzhen, it's been a long time."

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