Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

Liu Shiyao leaned her head back on the chair and took a deep breath.

Doodle

A phone call came in, Liu Shiyao looked at the ceiling in a daze, and took a long time to answer the phone, but she seemed a little weak.

"I see."

Liu Shiyao raised her eyebrows and replied coldly.

Hanging up the phone with a snap, stroked his bangs with a complicated expression.

"Damn."

Liu Shiyao cursed in a low voice, got up, and went out with her bag.

"Manager, if we continue like this, we will have no business."

The salesperson complained that the customers who were originally in their area of ​​responsibility all went to Lin Yan.

"That's right, but that man is so handsome. I recognize the watch in his hand. It's a new model that was just released a while ago. The one who can afford it must be a rich man."

The other salesman's eyes lit up, and his heart drifted to Fu Yuhan.

The man pushed the nympho colleague next to him: "Wake up, don't look at what you look like, just look at him and Ye Ling, you can tell that he has a close relationship with Ye Ling, maybe he is a little boy who relies on women for soft food. "

"Ye Ling must have saved a lot of money after working in Ye's for so many years. Isn't it appropriate to keep a little boy at his mercy?"

The woman said sourly, she was jealous in her heart but she couldn't lose her momentum.

"What's wrong with me looking like this? Didn't there be a news the day before yesterday that a local rich fell in love with a poor girl selling salted duck eggs? Maybe this kind of thing happened to me?"

The person being told spoke confidently with his hands on his hips, while the other person looked him up and down, his eyes drifting towards Ye Ling.

If people who are not blind know who is the right choice between Ye Ling and her, but some people are still narcissistic like this, it is not easy for her to break her fantasy.

"Hmph, dogs see people as inferior."

Seeing that the person in front of her didn't return, she mocked coldly.

"you…"

"Stop arguing, you two, you know that person too."

The manager's face was dark, and the two quickly asked: "We know each other? Why don't we have any impression?"

"Mr. Fu."

The manager pushed the black framed eyes and answered in a low voice.

She also accidentally saw a group photo of the two of them on Liu Shiyao's mobile phone. Fu Yuhan has rarely shown up since taking over as Fu's, and reporters can only take pictures of their backs in public places, even the last time Ye Ling's incident was photographed. Just a profile.

She only saw this face once and remembered it clearly, it was so easy to recognize.

"what!"

The two said in unison, extremely surprised.

You look at me, I look at you, suddenly don't know what to say.

Mr. Fu came to the main store in person and still acted as a model in the store?
Who would believe this?
"This is big news."

The salesperson picked up the mobile phone and tapped it, and the manager hit the back of her head with his hand, causing her to turn her head in pain.

"What are you looking at? Do you still want to do business? Go back to your post."

The manager roared angrily, and those people walked past her back to their place in fear, without looking at Fu Yuhan when they left.

Boss Fu came here, which forced them to brag for a year.

Seeing that the goods hanging in the store were almost sold out, Ye Ling had to deny that there were a lot of people in the main store. No, it should be said that there were a lot of rich people in City H.

"Handsome, can I take a picture with you?"

A woman squeezed in from the crowd, looking at Fu Yuhan with bright eyes.

Her face was covered with heavy makeup and pastels, it wasn't ugly but it wasn't pretty either. She was holding a few shopping bags in her hands and grinning, her bright red lips looked like sausages.

Fu Yuhan raised his eyebrows, resisting in his heart.

Just about to refuse, Fu Yuhan took a step forward when someone pushed him from behind.

"Of course, we meet all the requirements of customers."

Ye Ling smiled, but the woman didn't look at Ye Ling, she stretched out her hand to grab Fu Yuhan's collar and clicked against him, looking at the photos on the phone contentedly.

"As long as you buy ten or more pieces here, you can take a photo with him."

Ye Ling was the first to say that Fu Yuhan's face was terribly gloomy.

Lin Yan swallowed, and stood aside in fear. Even she could see the displeasure on Fu Yuhan's face, and she didn't believe that Ye Ling couldn't see it.

Upon hearing the news, those people were like crazy.

Ye Ling was almost squeezed into a meatloaf, but fortunately there was someone behind him.

Fu Yuhan grabbed Ye Ling's wrist, Ye Ling raised his head suddenly, and when she saw that it was Fu Yuhan, she grinned.

"Is Mr. Fu happy? He suddenly has so many fans."

Ye Ling asked deliberately, she was happy to see Fu Yuhan's gloomy face.

"I can't thank you enough."

"Thank you for your effort."

Ye Ling broke free, and Lin Yan squeezed to Ye Ling from the crowd. His admiration for Ye Ling was like a torrent of water, and his eyes were shining with envy.

"Sister Ye, you are amazing!"

"It's them who are amazing."

Ye Ling looked at the people running past and shook his head.

This situation is like those women rushing to buy specials in the supermarket, but money is not money at all to the people in front of them.

"Isn't it me who is amazing?"

Fu Yuhan raised his eyebrows, asking as if he wanted to be praised.

"Boss Fu is working hard!"

Ye Ling blinked and said gratefully, Fu Yuhan snorted and glanced at other places, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile inadvertently.

How could she be so stupid? Although he knew that Ye Ling was using him, he was happy.

"I, I, I want to take a photo with him."

One person happily raised his hand, which was full of shopping bags.

Fu Yuhan's face turned dark, and he almost forgot about it.

Squeezing smiles and comparing to the camera, one after another, just like walking billboards.

Ye Ling has observed that although there are men and women in the store, most of them are mainly women. Women's consumption is more irrational than men's consumption.

As for how to see irrational consumption, just look at the current scene.

These people didn't come here for the clothes at all, but for being able to take a photo with Fu Yuhan.

"Huh, Sister Ye."

Lin Yan put down the computer, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Ye Ling who was sitting on the ground with wide eyes.

Ye Ling sat cross-legged, she threw aside even her high-heeled shoes, she held a stack of thick documents with a pen in her mouth.

And the other salesmen looked at Lin Yan and Ye Ling jealously.

There are only a few scattered items left in the pile of goods, and before their two or three hundred items are sold out, thousands of old-fashioned items are sold out first.

Fu Yuhan only came for a few hours and then returned to the company. Assistant Liu's series of fatal calls made even Fu Yuhan unable to withstand it. It just so happened that the main store was about to close, and there were not many customers.

"How many?"

Ye Ling raised his head and stared at Lin Yan.

"Excluding the wedding dress, it's beyond the standard."

After Lin Yan finished speaking, he jumped up from the ground and circled around Ye Ling happily.

He laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear and even spoke with excitement.

Ye Ling shook her head and looked down at the form, which showed the remaining inventory. Just looking at the remaining inventory, she knew that today's turnover exceeded the standard, but what made her difficult was the wedding dresses.

Ye Ling bit her pen, wondering what she was thinking.

"80.00% five! Sister Ye, my job is saved."

"Sister Ye, Sister Ye, you are too powerful."

Lin Yan looked at Ye Ling adoringly, changed his view of Ye Ling in just two days, and stopped crying.

For her, the person who can keep her job is her life-saving Bodhisattva.

Lin Yan was so excited that tears filled her eyes, it was the first time she had sold so much.

Ye Ling was calm. She had observed the flow of people in the store the day before yesterday, and it is easy to sell thousands of items as long as there is a good sales channel.

For example, if you sell combs to monks, monks definitely don’t need them, so how about selling them to customers as temple commemorative gifts?
In the same way, they may not need so many clothes, but they enjoy the moment of taking pictures with handsome guys. It is hard to buy a moment of happiness. For those people, the money spent on clothes is small money.

To put it bluntly, it is selling hue.

"The activity is not over yet, why are you so proud of yourself?"

Standing in front of Lin Yan alone, he said arrogantly with his arms around his waist.

After being told this, Lin Yan lowered his head and dared not speak, and stood behind Ye Ling timidly.

"It's just your luck this time, hum."

Seeing that Lin Yan was silent, the salesman continued.

"Lin Yan, do you smell anything?"

Ye Ling recovered and asked.

"Ah, what's the smell?"

"Sour."

Ye Ling glanced at the woman standing in front of her. She was wearing a uniform like her, and she was looking down at her.

"You! It's just relying on Mr. Fu to turn around. Why are you so arrogant?"

"Wenwen!"

Lin Yan scolded and swept towards Ye Ling, afraid that she would get angry.

Who would have thought that Ye Ling wasn't angry, but instead had a smile on his face, so bright that Lin Yan thought he had misjudged him.

"It's my ability to rely on Mr. Fu to stand up. Who can you rely on?"

Ye Ling asked back, and with one sentence, he asked the provocative woman in front of him to death.

She doesn't try to defend herself like that kind of fool, it will only make people think she is pretending. Anyway, those people only think that she is relying on Fu Yuhan, so she might as well admit it herself.

Besides, she was right, it was indeed Fu Yuhan who relied on him this time.

"Be careful of capsizing in the gutter."

Lan Wenwen warned, her expression changed slightly.

"thanks for reminding."

Ye Ling shrugged and responded politely.

The woman turned to leave, but her face turned black when she came and walked away triumphantly.

"Sister Ye, you are amazing. Lan Wenwen is our gold medal salesman. There is nothing she can't sell. To you, Sister Ye, she is at a loss for words."

Lin Yan's admiration for Ye Ling increased a bit.

Ye Ling got up and stretched his muscles.

"not enough."

Ye Ling sighed lightly, and an inexplicable sentence popped up that made Lin Yan puzzled.

"what?"

"80.00% Five is not enough, you need [-]% to sell."

Ye Ling stared at the wedding dress in front of the window, two days left, the dress can be sold, but what about the wedding dress?

For Lin Yan, exceeding 80.00% means exceeding the performance standard, but for her, if she does not sell all the items in the store, it is unqualified.

Lin Yan froze for a moment, only to see Ye Ling put on his coat.

People in other areas have almost left, and they are a little late to calculate the inventory.

Ye Ling twisted her neck, feeling extremely sore.

I didn't go back for a day and didn't even take a shower. I should go back and take a bath first.

In the office, Assistant Liu looked at Fu Yuhan with a pitiful expression on his face.

"Boss Fu, why are you working overtime and dragging me around?"

"It's difficult to be the same."

"Looking blessed, you didn't share it with me."

Assistant Liu pouted and muttered, seeing Fu Yuhan's face darkened, she quickly shut up.

"What the hell did you go out for this afternoon? The board of directors is going crazy because they can't find you. Even Manager Liu didn't come back this afternoon."

Assistant Liu said, she always felt strange seeing Fu Yuhan these two days.