Fang Zhuo not only has a mouth that "talks to people, but talks to ghosts" and "a gentleman is concerned with righteousness, and a villain is concerned with profit", he also has a pair of eyes that are good at observation.
Soon, he discovered a problem with his friend Lin Cheng.
"Old Lin, what I tell you is the most simple experience."
Well, although I didn’t do much practical work in this job.
"You have to smile when you're looking for someone, and don't hit the smiling person with your hand. Your face is so stiff that it looks like you've been given botulinum toxin. How are you going to convince the client to trust you?"
Fang Zhuo gave strong criticism.
Lin Cheng suddenly realized that he was still very nervous and did not notice this.
"Okay, smile, smile. Also, what is botulinum toxin?"
Fang Zhuo rubbed his hands: "Huh? Did I say this? Oh, it may be another wealth code. It has nothing to do with you. Let's earn living expenses first."
Lin Cheng was obedient and did not think about it, but Pi Dian Dian practiced it again.
This time, he really got something. Although he didn't have the handsome face bonus like Fang Zhuo, the doubtful customer was still constrained by the cost and decided to take the risk and give it a try.
At the end of the day, it's easy to see how much it costs to collect something on behalf of someone versus coming in person.
Throughout the afternoon, Lin Cheng was gradually immersed in happiness, while Fang Zhuo was thinking about the development of the "Registration Network".
Lin Cheng invited them for dinner that day, and the two of them had a warm meal of beef offal noodles in a small restaurant outside the hospital.
"Lao Fang, are you coming again tomorrow?" Lin Cheng asked excitedly while eating noodles.
"What? Have you experienced the joy of making money?" Fang Zhuo said with a smile.
Lin Cheng said: "No, I just like the feeling of helping patients' families."
Fang Zhuo added a piece of sesame seed cake to the boss with disdain.
Lin Cheng "Hulu" "Hulu" ate several mouthfuls of noodles.
Then, he put down his chopsticks and carefully counted the change in his pocket.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces...
A full 180 yuan!
That is the business volume of 12 customers!
This is different from the first time I saw 300 yuan in the dormitory. This was my own participation!
Lin Cheng stared at the money for a few seconds. He counted out 130 yuan, lined it up on the table and pushed it to the opposite side: "Old Fang, there are 180 in total. I will keep 50. This is yours. Damn, this is really profitable!"
Fang Zhuo glanced at it, counted out 40 yuan and pushed it back: "You took most of it, just split it equally."
Lin Cheng was not polite and happily put away the money.
"Will you come tomorrow? Let's go together."
Fang Zhuo refused: "No, I have something to do, you can come by yourself if you want. There should be a lot of people there tomorrow and Saturday, because many family members don't know the working hours."
He reminded again: "Your main business is to review, don't do it the other way around."
Lin Cheng reluctantly muttered: "But this is really profitable... Are you really not coming tomorrow? Well, if I come by myself, then I'll give you half of the money I receive."
"Hey, Lao Lin, let me tell you, there is no threshold for this matter. Others can do it if they know it. If the hospital implements any convenience measures in the future, you will abolish it." Fang Zhuo threatened, "When the time comes,
If you haven't been promoted, and you can't do business, just wait to join the factory."
Lin Cheng hesitated and picked up a thin slice of beef, then nodded and said, "Well, 90 yuan is enough for me to spend for a while. Then I'll come back when I don't have living expenses."
"Work-study, really a good and obedient boy." Fang Zhuo praised.
"Tch." Lin Cheng took a sip of the hot soup, wiped his mouth, and said seriously, "Lao Fang, thank you, you are so interesting. By the way, you are not coming tomorrow? Do you want to accompany your sister?"
Fang Zhuo shook his head: "No, I'm looking at a new business that I don't know if it can be successful. By the way, I'm spending time with other good sisters."
Lin Cheng was shocked: "Ah? How many good sisters do you have?"
Fang Zhuo laughed: "Just kidding, I said I have a good teacher."
"Hehehe, I'm just dreaming." Lin Cheng said with a smile on his face, "Fortunately, teacher, hey, our counselor is really pretty. I wish I had such a beautiful counselor after I upgrade to undergraduate degree."
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"Xiao Su, give me a glass of water, thank you."
"Song Rong, sit down and don't be restrained. I noticed that you computer people are so shy. Don't be shy. I'm not a big boss."
When Fang Zhuo arrived at Yu Hong's house according to the address, the other four people were already talking and laughing.
He put down the fruit he was carrying and got the whiteboard that Yu Hong had prepared in advance.
"Mr. Xiao Fang, let's talk about business after dinner, so you can see my cooking skills." Yu Hong was wearing an apron and was in high spirits. She usually didn't have guests in her house, so today was a rare lively one.
"Can Dahong know how to cook?" Fang Zhuo was surprised.
"I thought... bah, was it you who called you Dahong?" Yu Hong realized who called her by her nickname, "Weiwei, you don't care about him anymore!"
Zhou Xin and Song Rong looked at each other honestly. They didn't know that Su Wei and Mr. Fang still had a close relationship.
Su Wei didn't notice the weirdness. This guy was his student.
She helped: "Fang Zhuo, don't go too far. In terms of seniority, you have to call her aunt."
Yu Hong was about to nod when she suddenly turned her head angrily: "Where are you from?"
Fang Zhuo admired the youthful quarrel between the two beauties, and then said: "Go and cook quickly, there is still business to do today."
When the two of them went to the kitchen, Fang Zhuo faced the two technicians who were sitting at attention and said with an amiable smile: "Let me take a look at the website first? I have been looking for a location to rent a computer room in the past two days. Are you guys okay?
What’s your suggestion? Just rent it near HKUST?”
"Well, it's OK next to the school. The computer room... well, there are certain environmental requirements. It has to be dry and have electricity." Zhou Xin lowered his head and thought for a moment, "I'll ask the instructor if he knows anyone."
Fang Zhuo sat in front of Yu Hong's computer and said, "Okay, the location will be near the school. Professional people have to do professional things. I don't even know what special attention should be paid to dryness and the like."
"Yeah, Brother Fang, there is a relative humidity requirement." Zhou Xin nodded.
Fang Zhuo entered the purchased domain name URL, clicked Enter, and saw the website interface designed by Zhou Xin and Song Rong.
He raised his eyebrows and asked: "Xiao Zhou, didn't I ask for something on the phone? Minimalist style."
"Yes, this is the minimalist style." Zhou Xin stood next to the computer and pointed at the screen, "The top is the name of our company, the middle is the functional modules, the bottom is the meaning of what we do, and there is space at the bottom to write
For hospitals that support it, it’s easy.”
Fang Zhuo decisively covered a computer screen with his right hand: "Here, I need two big words, free. On the right, there are eye-catching login and registration. Below are the supported hospitals, the ones where registration can be performed."
Zhou Xin was stunned for a while: "One-third of the space is written with the word 'free'? This..."
"This is the true minimalist style, telling users bluntly and straightforwardly that we are for public welfare." Fang Zhuo said seriously, "No one understands the registration network at this stage, and we don't need any bells and whistles, so that's fine."
"In a sense, patients' families are also consumers, and you have to understand the psychology of consumers."
Zhou Xin and Song Rong looked at each other, is this okay?
