Yin Liting stood at the door of the bedroom for a moment, and before entering, he raised his hand and knocked lightly.
However, as soon as he opened the door, he heard another "bang" and the bathroom door closed.
In a blink of an eye, the sound of running water could be heard.
"Hey~"
Touching his nose, Yin Liting had to sigh that he was really unlucky at this time. It would take at least twenty minutes for her to come out.
Looking at the several bags in his hand, he walked to the corner desk that Yu Qingluo had bought. Yin Liting chose a conspicuous place and placed it on the ground next to the wall.
He straightened up and looked at a panda doll on the storage shelf in the corner of the desk. The fluffy panda doll was exquisite and lifelike. He was wearing a khaki sweater embroidered with red hearts. The white part of the panda was obviously a little black. The sweater There are also signs of wear on the corners. It looks like it has been washed many times, but it is still cute.
"How old are you to still like this kind of thing as much as a child?"
Curling his fingertips, he felt the furry touch. At this moment, his phone vibrated again. Seeing that it was Fang Yi, he turned around and walked out the door.
"I understand. Let's talk about it later."
After hanging up the phone, checking the time, Yin Liting went back to the bedroom. At this time, the sound of running water in the bathroom seemed to be louder. Finally, he edited a message and sent it, and he picked up the car keys on the side.
…
When Yu Qingluo came out of the shower, he saw the neat shopping bags on the ground.
She wandered around the bedroom and listened again. Finally, she tidied up and went to bed. She tossed and turned without falling asleep, but her senses were clear that there was no one beside her. Finally, she turned on the light and sat down again. got up.
It's half past eleven?
Is this a study room?
Damn it.
Why come back?
It made her sleepless.
After grabbing her phone, Yu Qingluo was about to go out and get a glass of water. When she opened it, she saw the unread messages on it:
【Feel sorry】
[Something happened in the company, so I have to work overtime]
gone?
wipe!
After grabbing her phone and looking at the bags in the corner, Yu Qingluo was so angry that her head almost stopped smoking:
company?
Do you think she is blind or stupid?
No wonder he was so diligent in picking up her things and bringing them in?
Scumbag!
After scolding someone bloody and going out to check the door, she climbed into bed and fell asleep.
…
In the blink of an eye, it's a new week again. On this day, the hall is busy. As soon as a new batch of consulting clients are sent away, Yu Qingluo is called by the manager to the office on the side.
"Manager, are you looking for me?"
"Qingluo, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and I haven't been busy lately. Don't waste time in the front hall. Just leave it to the receptionist."
As he spoke, the manager handed over a list:
"There are two key customers that you have contacted before. They have financial management experience in this area before, but they are not cooperating with us. The wives at home are knowledgeable and have the right to speak. The mooncakes and gift boxes are in the office. You can go wherever you like. Pick, you can explain clearly the investment theory."
After a brief glance, Yu Qingluo understood what the manager meant:
This is to save her and become a lobbyist.
"Do you want to open an account with me or the company's financial products?"
The two properties are completely different. For customers who can live in villas, the newly launched financial products may cost millions or even tens of millions. She doesn't want to do anything she doesn't understand.
The risk in this aspect is too high. If there is a thunderstorm, she will not be able to bear the blame.
"Don't worry, even if they sell the products, they won't be yours. All you need to do is give them away, talk to them about the return on investment, and get them to open an account."
While shaking his head, the manager sighed:
"Luo Luo, in fact, if you do the latter under your conditions, your income will definitely be more than ten times higher than what you are now. You know that with your customer level, even if you sell one piece in a month, the commission will be at least six times what you are now. A manager successfully signed a ten-million-dollar deal last month, with a commission of RMB 680,000, which he has already declared with me."
"It will be issued within three months at the latest."
"It's good if you can sign one such big customer every year, but many of your customers are very high-level. The key is that they all trust you."
Just looking at the commission from opening an account, she is truly the best among the best.
The manager wanted to say something else, but Yu Qingluo waved her hand directly:
"Manager, you know that I only take what I should take, and I won't do anything that I'm not sure about. If you want me to be a trader and not go to the front desk, my commission will definitely not be less than 680,000."
What she lacks is principal and time.
The point is, this person has been painting cakes for her for several years, and she is still going around in circles.
As a trader, she can be responsible for her profits and losses, and it is her own business to make profits and losses. If she wants to sell products, if she is not suitable and gets angry, it may cause others to lose their money, and she will not be able to live with it for the rest of her life.
You have to be conscientious when making money, otherwise, she is afraid that she will not be able to keep it.
"Ahem, Luoluo, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that the trader is under too much pressure, the company has real money invested in it, and there has never been a female trader in history. I, I have been trying to fight for you."
Look, all the talk is about painting a cake for her!
Their eyes met, one rolled his eyes, the other coughed awkwardly, and then, Yu Qingluo took the list and left.
…
After talking to her colleague Zhong Xiaofang, Yu Qingluo went to pick out a few gift boxes and left early.
Because it was still early, and it was the point of neither going up nor down, she wore a gray and white casual skirt to work that day. Yu Qingluo felt it was inappropriate no matter how she looked at it, so she didn't rush to contact the customer, so she drove home first. .
After checking the information on her phone and entering the door, she went straight to the bedroom without changing her shoes. She didn't notice that there was a pair of women's white shoes under the shoe cabinet that did not belong to her.
Entering the bedroom, she was just about to go to the desk to get a notepad when she heard a "bang".
Looking up, she saw Zhu Nianqing standing beside the bed and in front of her desk, holding her panda doll in her hand. She knocked over the miscellaneous pen holder in her hand.
At this time, she was wearing a loose shirt-style long skirt. The buttons on her top were unbuttoned, and her hair was obviously messy after sleeping on it. Looking at the quilt on the bed, it was obviously lifted at a corner and the sheets were obviously wrinkled. , Yu Qingluo's head was buzzing, and her whole body felt bad.
"Who gave you permission to touch my things?"
After a few strides forward, Yu Qingluo snatched the panda doll from her hand. Under the strong force, Zhu Nianqing subconsciously turned around, tripped on the carpet under her feet, and stumbled onto the bed.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I, hey...ahem..."
When Yin Liting heard the commotion, he turned back to the study and saw this scene:
"what are you doing?"
A few people strode forward, pushed Yu Qingluo away, and quickly helped Zhu Nianqing calm down:
"How are you? Have you taken your medicine?"
"Where's the medicine?"
At this time, there was another muffled "bang" sound. Yin Liting turned around and saw Yu Qingluo slumped in the corner. On the back of his half-raised hand, a clear red mark was dripping with blood...
