Luo Yan remained silent.
Xu Tingjian nodded on the table and said: "It seems that you are very aware of your problem. It doesn't matter if you don't recommend products to tourists during the tour, but you also privately tell tourists not to buy souvenirs recommended by colleagues or from cooperative stores. What are you doing? What are you going to do? If it weren't for your young age and inexperience, the company would have fired you long ago."
"Manager, I just think those things are of little use and they are expensive. If tourists buy them back and find they have been deceived, it will damage the company's reputation."
"You're quite reasonable." Xu Tingjian glared at her: "Originally, the company doesn't make any money from this line. If we don't even get the commission from shopping, then don't we have to lose money?"
Luo Yan said: "If you don't make money, then raise the price. As long as the service is good, people will sign up. Anyway, I don't think it's right to sell products to customers or partner with a store to deceive them."
If it weren't for Lin Yue's relationship, Xu Tingjian swore to God that he would point at the company door and tell her to get out.
Taking two deep breaths to calm down his inner irritation, he continued: "Other travel agencies attract tourists with low-price tours. If you don't do this, you will only die. Service quality is too weak. With the consumption level of Chinese people, there is nothing better." Low prices are more attractive, and you should understand why bad coins drive out good coins, right?”
"Then tourists have the freedom to choose not to consume. Do they need to be sarcastic and roll their eyes?"
"The phenomenon you are talking about is already an unspoken rule of the low-price tour industry. Putting aside the cost, if the tour guides and tour leaders do not do this, they can only get a basic salary. That little money is not enough to support a family, repay the loan, or rent a house. Let's put it this way, even those Tourists all know that low-priced tours may be promoted, and many people are shameless and want to take advantage.”
"If you can't accept it, you can choose not to do it."
"Not everyone has the same background as you and has so many choices."
"Do you understand my situation?"
"I firmly believe that as the daughter of Lawyer Wei from a law firm, the company will backtrack on its employees."
"..."
"I said all this because I hope you can think about it carefully when you go back and take this job seriously."
"Manager, don't think about it. I can't do it. If you insist on forcing me to cooperate with them, I will have no choice but to resign."
Xu Tingjian was so angry, with this sense of superiority about why she didn't eat minced meat. He really didn't know why Lin Yue wanted to help her recognize the reality. Wouldn't it be bad for such a person to starve to death?
"I know your English is good. Go talk to Wang Hong. She is taking a pure play group to the United States. There is no shopping part."
"Thank you manager."
Xu Tingjian waved his hand: "Okay, let's go."
Luo Yan nodded and stepped back.
…
At the same time, Duan Jiabao climbed up to the sixth floor carrying two lunch boxes, panting from exhaustion and sweating profusely.
"Yu...Sister Yushuang, you...you want the drawn...drawn yam."
Ouyang Yushuang, who crossed her legs to show off her newly bought Chanel pointed-toe high heels, put down her phone and patted the small cabinet next to the sofa.
Duan Jiabao walked over quickly, put the lunch box on it, opened it, broke open the chopsticks, and gave it to Ouyang Yushuang with both hands.
"Lao Qian called just now, but I didn't hear him. Call him back and ask what happened."
Whether she didn't hear it or didn't answer it on purpose, only she knew.
Duan Jiabao also noticed it. With the popularity of "The Legend of Butterfly Lovers in the Qing Dynasty", Ouyang Yushuang took his money supervisor less and less seriously, and would get angry and act famous when there was nothing wrong.
"Oh, I'll ask right now."
She walked to the side and took out her mobile phone to call the money manager. Unexpectedly, before the call was connected, a sharp shout came from behind her.
"Duan Jiabao!"
Duan Jiabao quickly hung up the phone and looked back.
I saw Ouyang Yushuang throwing the chopsticks into the lunch box: "Duan Jiabao, is this the shredded yam you bought? It's all lumpy. How can you eat it?"
"Yushuang...Sister, I traveled 2 miles...to buy this from the Northeast Restaurant on Desheng Road. This...this needs to be cooked and eaten now. After so long, can the sugar not stick to it?" Duan Jiabao gasped and said. This run will not be slowed down for a while.
"Then you can't run faster? Can't you take a taxi?"
"Sister Yu...Shuang, it's the evening rush hour, and the four-wheeled one is...not as good as Route 11."
"You can't eat this anyway. You can buy another one. I just want to eat carrot yam today."
Gu "Huh? This? Aren't you trying to force others to do something difficult?" she whispered in a low voice.
"Duan Jiabao, what are you talking about? Are you unhappy?"
"Ah, no, no, I am... I said it's okay to buy it again. I'm afraid it will be lumpy again when I come back here."
"By the way, I remember you have a boyfriend who is a chef, right? Wouldn't it be nice to ask him to come over here and make a fresh one?"
"Daxiong...he is not an employee of the company."
"He's not, you are, isn't it his duty to take care of you?"
"It's the peak customer flow in our old place now...I...I can't open my mouth, and...I'm your agent, not a servant."
Thinking of what he had experienced these days, Duan Jiabao was so wronged that he felt extremely wronged. When had the daughter of a wealthy family been treated like this?
Ouyang Yushuang said: "Are you unhappy? If you're not happy, don't be an agent. Isn't your family rich? Just open your own agency."
"You...you...you..." Duan Jiabao is a bitch. He calls people "good sisters" when he swipes his black card casually. Now his living expenses are only 1,000 yuan, and he treats people like his lackey. This Ouyang Yushuang is really a If you have milk, you are your mother's master.
She couldn't help but think of Ouyang Yushuang's flattering appearance when she met Lin Yue in Yifantiandi, and lamented in her heart that life without money was so difficult. In just over a month, she had lost a lot of weight due to hunger, and she had been busy recently. He served Ouyang Yushuang and ignored her boyfriend's feelings. He called Daxiong three times in a row the day before yesterday and didn't answer.
"I...what am I?" Ouyang Yushuang wanted to say something ugly. At this time, the staff called from the studio. She said "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you" and walked proudly, wearing high heels. The shoes go far away.
Duan Jiabao was so angry that his gums ached, but he did not dare to resign because he was living on the 3,000 yuan salary paid by the company. The 1,000 yuan for living expenses was really not enough...
A rough calculation shows that the two together cost 4,000 yuan, which is enough for a single girl with no housing worries. But she is chasing stars, has peripherals to buy, and support fees to pay. With her foodie nature, she has to satisfy her cravings regularly. , the minimum monthly expenditure is more than 8,000 yuan, what is 4,000 yuan enough for? To pay for the expenses, she now makes a living by selling second-hand goods.
Clothes, bags, shoes, cameras, tablets, everything that is not needed for the time being will be used to hang salted fish. Most people may feel distressed, but for her, as long as she survives this difficult period, she really wants to buy more. That’s it.
Ding~ding ding dong~
At this time, the phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Supervisor Qian calling. She quickly picked it up and put it to her ear.
"Duan Jiabao, I think you don't want to do this anymore! I even called you twice and you didn't even answer the phone."
"Supervisor, I just went to buy food for Sister Yushuang, but I didn't hear you."
"Is this a reason? Let me ask you, is this a reason?"
"..."
A minute later, Duan Jiabao hung up the phone. Thinking about what he had gone through these days, he felt so wronged that he wanted to cry. Seeing the carrot yam placed on the cabinet, he ran over, broke a piece and put it in his mouth. He originally wanted to eat something sweet to relieve his pain. The pain in my heart was even worse than I expected.
"Mom, can you please ask dad to pay more for living expenses? 1,000 yuan is really not enough." Finally, she dialed her mother's phone while choking.
…
Early December.
The top floor of the WJ Marriott Hotel.
A Maserati Levante stopped at the door. The doorman in a formal dress walked over and opened the door. Liang Shuang got out from the passenger seat.
Today she was wearing a light gray trench coat and CHANEL #247 lipstick, and she looked around with a cold look that would keep strangers away.
Chen Zhuo got off the bus and threw the car keys to the waiting doorman. He walked over to Liang Shuang and found that she was looking at the street with cars on the other side: "What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing."
She replied calmly, retracted her distant gaze, and at the same time took a deep breath to suppress the impatience and anger in her heart.
Just yesterday, she sent Lin Yue a WeChat message, which was also an ultimatum. If he continued not to answer the phone or reply to messages, she would sign a contract with Chen Zhuo's company. Tomorrow is the star show night event of Excellence Agency, and Chen Zhuo will be in the country The media reporters solemnly introduced her in front of them.
There was still no movement from Lin Yue's side.
So tomorrow became today.
"It's nothing, why are you still standing there? Let's go in, it's almost time."
Chen Zhuo patted her on the shoulder, and the two of them walked into the hotel lobby. The moment they stepped into the elevator, she lowered her head and glanced at her phone. The WeChat message list was still the same, without any change. Her finger was on a hand-drawn The Totoro icon clicked lightly, stared at the red delete tag for a few times, and pressed it with his index finger.
