ace marshal

Chapter 115 Byron's Promotion
In order to retaliate against Lan Shengli's "verbal insult", Kaman found the general manager of the team and put pressure on him, hoping that the team could cancel the interview with Lan Shengli.

The general manager listened very carefully. Although he did not directly agree to Kaman's request, he was going to study this matter carefully.

The general manager first found the team's head coach.

"What are you looking for~!? We're leaving for the airport in less than 10 minutes. Are you going to play an away game with us~!?"

Under the inquiry of the head coach, the general manager said Kaman's request.

"Kaman has already looked for me and told me~~"

Soon, the head coach replied.

"This Kamen, hi~~~"

The general manager shook his head and sighed.

"How are you going to deal with it~?! Cancel Lan Shengli's interview qualification~?!"

Old Dunleavy wondered.

"I'm also in a dilemma now. Maggette recommended me to hire him, and Kaman advised me not to hire him. No matter what I do in the end, I will offend one of them, alas~~"

The general manager sighed.

"Then we have to see who is right~~"

Old Dunleavy said with a serious look.

"Who do you think is right~?!"

The general manager heard it and asked immediately.

"I think~~ Judging from the description of the Chinese by the two people and the advice he gave to the two people, it is obvious that it is~~"

The old Dunleavy began to analyze, perhaps the head coach's analysis and suggestions will become the key factors in the general manager's final decision.

Lan Shengli's fate seems to be controlled by many individuals, but Bai Lun, who came to Los Angeles with Lan Shengli, has a different situation.

After the winter vacation began, Byron's sales performance was not as good as before, but he still ranked among the best in the entire sales team.

While trying to prepare for the interview for Lan Shengli every day, Byron is still trying to find ways to improve his performance.

"Los Angeles is aging seriously, how can this kind of fake news come out every day~?!"

In the office, Byron's colleagues looked at the newspaper and sighed.

"That's right~!!!"

Byron seemed to be awakened suddenly by these words, his eyes glowing with wisdom.

Byron changed his clothes and set off at once.

After some inquiries, Byron came to the largest activity center for the elderly in Los Angeles.

Byron seems to have taken a fancy to the elderly market.

But the problem is that fitness clubs are high-end consumption places, which may exceed the consumption capacity of some elderly people. Of course, there are many wealthy elderly people in Los Angeles, but this does not necessarily mean that they like fitness.

"Do you want to know more about fitness~?!"

"Uncle, if you like swimming, we also have them over there~"

"There are also table tennis~!"

Lan Shengli was surprised that although he was still trying his best to sell, the effect this time was not very good.

And~

"Get out~!!!"

"If you dare to come in again, I will let you taste the taste of the electric baton ~!"

And he was reprimanded very fiercely by the security guards.

Obviously, "marketing wizard" Byron's plan failed this time.

There are no victorious generals on the battlefield, and perhaps the same is true in the market.

"Director~?! What's the matter~?!"

Not long after being kicked out, the sales director of the club, that is, Byron's immediate boss, called.

"That's it, Byron, I need to explain something to you, if you are not busy now, come back~!"

The supervisor said with a serious look.

"Okay, I'll go over now~~"

Byron replied, and soon returned.

"Those guys should report to me for revenge~!"

Byron was wondering as he walked back in the car.

After all, the supervisor's tone was very serious just now, and it seemed that there was something urgent.

Soon, Byron returned to the clubhouse.

"Boom boom boom~~"

Byron was arranging his suit while knocking on the door.

"Please come in~~"

The supervisor answered, and Byron entered the office.

"Director~~, are you looking for me~?!"

Byron stood at the door, looking a little nervous, looking at the supervisor and asking.

The Caucasian female executive sitting on a swivel chair is about 35-40 years old. She wears neat business attire, ponytail, and simple red lipstick.

"Sit~~"

The supervisor looked at Byron and said with a smile.

It seemed that the supervisor was going to have a long talk with Byron.

Byron still had a somewhat cautious expression as he sat on the sofa.

"It's like this, you have been in our sales department for a while, your ability has been recognized by our entire sales department, your performance is also the best, your professionalism, and your professionalism are all ours. The sales staff in the entire sales department are worth learning~~”

The supervisor suddenly praised him, which made Byron even more puzzled.

After all, often after the praise is over, it's time for a turning point.

Just like a girl rejecting a boy's confession, first praise you as "a good person", and then say that it's a pity that we are not suitable.

"Thank you supervisor~~"

Byron smiled awkwardly and said.

"But~~"

Sure enough, the supervisor suddenly changed the subject.

This "but" instantly made Byron's expression extremely serious, and he looked at the supervisor with a fearful expression.

"However, our sales department is now undergoing internal rectification. As you know, it is the worst winter of the year, and many salespeople are on empty pay~~ In order to solve this problem, we need to lay off some salespeople~~ "

As the supervisor spoke, Byron's expression became more and more flustered.

"Director, that's it. I just want to help our sales department to improve its performance. I know it's an off-season, and I know that our recent performance is not very good. I promise that there will be no such thing in the future~!!!"

Before the supervisor finished speaking, Byron began to explain.

Perhaps Byron felt that the supervisor knew that he had been photographed by "chaotic sticks" when he went to the senior activity center, and was about to fire him, so Byron begged bitterly.

"Huh~?! What are you talking about~?!"

Looking at Byron's appearance, the supervisor asked back after listening to those words that he found inexplicable.

"I~~, yeah, what am I talking about~?!"

Hearing that the supervisor didn't seem to know what happened before, Byron began to play dumb.

"Forget it, Byron, I won't say anything more to you. From now on, the sales department has decided to remove you as a salesperson~~"

Sure enough, Byron still heard the worst.

After hearing this, Byron lowered his head silently, looking very lonely.

"It seems that they still reported me, it seems that I was smart enough to live up to Dawei's trust~~"

Hearing that the supervisor had explained the results very clearly, Byron began to "confess".

"What the hell are you talking about, Byron~?! No one reported you, you got promoted~!!"

(End of this chapter)