"Uncle, I heard from Sister Weiwei that you guys had a fight at the bar last night?"
Xiaoyu wore a Mickey Mouse T-shirt and was walking on the way to school with a small schoolbag on her back.
"Ouch!" Meng Lang walked and ate the sandwich prepared by Xiao Yu.
"What did your sister Weiwei say?"
"She said that there were a few hooligans who wanted to molest my sister. You wanted to be a hero and save the beauty, but you were punched back. In the end, she went up and solved the problem with three punches and two kicks."
rash:"……"
The process is like this, but are you taking it out of context like this?
He gritted his teeth and took a big bite of the sandwich, "Probably...that's what happened!"
"Ah? Really? Uncle, where are you injured?"
"Do I look injured? The ones who are more injured are those little hooligans."
"Oh! That's good!" Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, but looked a little disappointed.
"What's wrong?" Meng Lang asked.
"It's nothing, it's just that every time at this critical moment, you are the one who protects us, and I can only stay at home and can't help with anything..."
Meng Lang looked at Xiao Yu, a little funny.
How old is this little girl? Are you worried about growing up so early?
"Xiao Yu, you are wrong about this. Like me, just hitting one of them with your hands is enough.
Martial arts masters like the landlord are stronger, but they can only fight dozens of them if they are exhausted.
It’s not enough to learn how to defeat one person with a sword. If you want to learn, learn how to defeat ten thousand people!”
"An enemy of ten thousand people?"
"With this, you can be defeated by thousands of people! Do you understand?" Meng Lang nodded her little head.
"Oh! I've been talking for a long time, why don't I just study hard!" Xiao Yu was speechless.
"Then you also went to school, why didn't you learn to become the enemy of thousands of people?"
"Well……"
Faced with this rhetorical question from his soul, Meng Lang barely managed to choke on the chicken soup he poured out.
Elementary school students these days are not easy to deal with...
He couldn't help but roll his eyes at her, "If I were half as smart and talented as you when I was a kid, even if I couldn't learn to defeat ten thousand people, I could defeat five thousand people!"
"Uncle, what was it like when you were in school? Did you work very hard?" Xiaoyu asked.
"Me?" Meng Lang couldn't help but smile as he recalled the nights he spent reading comics in bed.
"At that time, I felt sleepy as soon as I entered school!"
"ah?"
Xiao Yu obviously didn't expect that the uncle who seemed to be omnipotent in her heart and admired so much would actually have this kind of "childhood"?
Meng Lang pointed at the Qingsong Primary School gate that was getting closer and closer, and asked with a smile.
"Do you know why I feel sleepy as soon as I go in?"
"Why?"
"Because this place... is where dreams begin..."
"Well……"
…
Xiaoyu walked into the campus with brisk steps.
When she thought of the uncle's cold joke just now, Xiao Yu felt that the little disappointment that had appeared earlier had disappeared.
The way the uncle comforts people... is really special...
"Xiaoyu!"
A slightly majestic voice suddenly stopped her.
She turned around and saw the head teacher standing at the school gate with a red armband on his arm.
"Good morning, Teacher Fang!" Xiaoyu turned around and greeted politely.
"Good morning, good morning! Has Xiaoyu had breakfast? She looks in a good mood? Haha!" Teacher Fang said with a kind face.
"Yeah! I've eaten."
"What do you want to eat?"
Xiaoyu: "..."
Facing the head teacher who was obviously at a loss for words, Xiao Yu looked at the clock in the distance and said a little strangely.
"Teacher Fang? I'm not late, am I?"
"No, no! Cough! That's right, the teacher wants to ask you some questions." Teacher Fang coughed dryly.
"Teacher Fang, please tell me."
"Um... I heard that you took away all the autographs of Chao Ge in our class?"
"Oh! Yes! But it's not a collection, it's an exchange! I exchanged my game console with them!" Xiaoyu nodded.
"You...you are not a fan of Chaoge, why are you buying so many autographs? More than a dozen!" Teacher Fang said anxiously.
Xiaoyu spread her hands helplessly.
"Who made them cry and make trouble? Everything has been said. I can only find a way to barter. Fortunately, Chaoge's signature is worth some money."
Mainly because they are children. If they cheat, they will pay back. It is not difficult to cheat again.
Teacher Fang's mouth twitched.
I said how I wanted to secretly collect autographs from little brats and keep them as collections, but it turned out that there was no one left!
It turns out that there is a second-rate dealer in the class!
"Ahem! Xiaoyu, look, the teacher is a fan of Chaoge. It's not easy to deal with so many signatures on your hand. Why don't the teacher use a game console to exchange one with you?"
Teacher Fang finally revealed his purpose with some embarrassment.
"Ah? But I promised someone else and have already sold everything to her."
What? Have you already taken action?
More than a dozen signatures! What kind of efficiency is this!
"Are they all sold? Can you give one to the teacher?" Teacher Fang is indeed a true fan and still doesn't want to give up.
Is this signature... so popular?
Xiao Yu thought for a while, her face serious.
"Teacher, you taught us to be honest and sincere, so I won't regret making an appointment with someone.
But don’t worry, teacher, since you have spoken, I will definitely give you one back!
But I’m afraid…”
"Afraid of what?" Teacher Fang asked hurriedly when he saw Hope.
"I'm afraid I'll have to pay more!"
Teacher Fang: "..."
…
After Meng Lang sent Xiaoyu off, he went straight to China Life Insurance, which he had fancied for a long time.
It's not that he came over to clock in when he had nothing to do, but that Uncle Zhang called him in the morning.
Thinking that I hadn't seen Uncle Zhang for a while, I bought some tea on the way and whistled to the company.
As soon as he entered the company, he met his old colleague Ma Qiao.
He was chatting with some colleagues when he saw Meng Lang coming in, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Hey! What a rare visitor!" He smiled and came over.
"You're such a good boy. If you don't come, I almost think there's a missing person in Sioux City!"
He looked up and down and said, "Yeah! Looks like you're doing well lately?"
"You're the one who's doing well, right? I heard you've become a team leader? You're really suitable for this job!"
Meng Lang looked Ma Qiao up and down and found that this guy had changed a lot. He even put on a suit.
In insurance companies, the meaning of team leader is that ordinary salesmen have developed downlines, and if they have enough people, they can apply to form a team on their own.
In addition to developing their own business, group leaders can also increase their income by extracting commissions from group members.
In other words, the more people you attract to the insurance company to do sales, the more commissions you can draw.
Anyone familiar with the insurance industry knows how much money can you make by doing your own business?
Drawing commissions from the team is the way to make money!
Sound familiar?
That's right, it's similar to the fission method of CX...
Insurance is sometimes called the largest legal CX organization in the country.
Of course, unlike that kind of gang that can run away at any time, insurance companies have national credit endorsement and cannot go bankrupt, so there is a big difference between the two.
"Okay, okay, I won't trade business with you any more. Where's Uncle Zhang?"
"The leaders are having a meeting!" Ma Qiao pointed to the conference room.
"Oh! Then I'll sit down and wait for a while."
After Meng Lang sat down and looked around for a while, he found that the company was a lot more lively, and many of them were new faces.
"Speaking of which, I haven't been here for so long. There are a lot more people in the company, right?"
"Ha! That's not because the company has a new leader. This leader... has extraordinary abilities!" Ma Qiao sneered.
Hearing the disdain in Ma Qiao's words, he glanced at him doubtfully.
"New leader?"
"That's right! You don't know yet, right? King Nanbo...has gone in!" Ma Qiao whispered with a mysterious face.
"Uh...really?"
Wang Zhiping... Meng Lang couldn't help but sigh a little when he heard this name again.
Obviously it just happened some time ago, but it feels like it's been a long time ago.
The lives that followed one after another made the sense of time become confusing and elongated...
"Huh? Why don't you look surprised at all? You already knew?"
Seeing that Meng Lang didn't look surprised at all, Ma Qiao suddenly became a little confused.
"Ahem! I heard something."
"I heard that Wang Zhiping's incident had a very bad impact, so it was suppressed by the superiors. Now not many people in the company know about it.
I only found out through the bestie of the Wang family’s nanny’s bestie, where did you get the news?”
If you want to tell me this news, I'm afraid no one knows it better than me.
After all, I am also one of the parties involved...
"Three days after leaving, I will look at you with admiration. They are all engaged in business. Who are you looking down on? You are well-informed, and my network of contacts is also expanding at a rapid rate, okay?"
Meng Lang laughed.
"Ha! That's not a bad tone. Then tell me, what did he do to get in?"
"The mistress forced her to stand up, but Wang Zhiping took a desperate risk and wanted to silence her. As a result, she ran into the police circle and the stolen goods were stolen on the spot!
This is probably the process..."
"Uh... what I know is not so detailed. Are you sure it's true or false? Did you watch the live broadcast?"
live?
You may not believe it, but I am the director in this film...
"I have a friend who is an errand in the bureau."
"Oh, that's it..." Ma Qiao suddenly realized, then looked at him with a smile.
"How about it, weren't you quite dissatisfied with him before? Now that he has entered, don't you feel very happy? Why don't you express some emotion and laugh at him?"
Ridiculing? As a successor for eighteen years, am I qualified to laugh at that former winner?
Although I was still young at that time, but... that was also a dark history!
"What are you laughing at? In life, there are times when you smile at others and sometimes when you give others a smile." Meng Lang looked sad.
"Haha! You are open-minded!
As for Wang Zhiping, in fact, looking back now, he is quite good. Except for his bad temper and his tendency to seek out a source of insults, he usually does not arrive late or leave early, and he works conscientiously and enjoys the blessings of working overtime.
It's a pity that I just made a mistake that every man would make." Ma Qiao also sighed a little.
"Listen to this, why do you still feel a little nostalgic? Is it because of this new leader?" Meng Lang asked doubtfully.
Ma Qiao looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he whispered.
"That's right! If Wang Zhiping goes in, the manager's position will become vacant.
The acting manager, Old Man Liang, is just a transitional person, and a new leader was quickly parachuted in from the provincial company to take over the manager's position."
"Yeah!" Meng Lang nodded.
Insurance companies have a job rotation system, so the top leaders of many branches work for one or two years and then change places.
The turnover of personnel is very fast, so changing leaders is a common occurrence.
"This guy's surname is Sun. I heard that the performance of several branches he worked at before was very impressive, and he has climbed up very fast in recent years.
It is said that even a branch with poor performance can be brought back to life as long as it is handed over to him, and its performance will reach the top of the province!" Ma Qiaoyi pointed out.
"Why, is this guy so desperate?"
Generally speaking, leaders with good performance follow high-pressure policies, that is, they push performance tasks down the sales staff step by step.
Could this be the reason for Ma Qiao's dissatisfaction?
"Where!" Ma Qiao curled her lips disdainfully.
"If he is really driven by his hard work, then it can be considered his ability.
But performance achieved through fraud...ha!"
"How can I say this? Can this performance be faked?"
"Hey! You haven't been in the company long, and the water here is deep! Do you know what long-term risks and short-term gains are, and what false recruitment is?"
"Uh... I don't know, just tell me!" Meng Lang asked curiously while he was still idle.
"You know that the company rewards salespeople for their new performance, right? Such as commissions, incentives, performance bonuses, etc."
"I know!"
Isn't this the main source of income for salesmen?
"So, if you 'package' a certain product into a one-year savings product, first deceive customers into signing up for insurance, and then arrange for customers to cancel the policy uniformly in the second year, you can extract the company's various commissions and performance, and the company's performance will continue to improve.
It's quite beautifully done.
However, with the long-term and short-term insurance policy, the income cannot cover the commission expenses at all.
In this way, the company cannot make money at all. In the long run, it will only cause substantial losses to the company. It is a complete loophole in the company's system!
Where did the defrauded commissions and performance go? It didn't go into someone's pocket.
This is a disguised form of embezzlement, you know it!"
"Oh! So that's it!" Meng Lang suddenly realized.
He finally knew where these new faces in the company came from.
If you want to get commissions, salespeople are indispensable and can be regarded as a "consumable".
It is worth pondering how many of the newcomers are fake guest recruits...
"City people are really good at playing!" Meng Lang couldn't help but sigh.
"Bang!" At this moment, the door of the conference room was opened, and a dozen people walked out, and Uncle Zhang was among them.
Walking at the front of the crowd was a middle-aged man wearing a suit and glasses who looked a bit majestic.
"The leader is that grandson!" Ma Qiao pouted.
"Oh!" Meng Lang nodded and didn't pay much attention.
It doesn't have much to do with me if the city people play again. After all, the two sides are playing two completely different dungeons now...
Unexpectedly, after Manager Sun came out, he suddenly stopped when passing by them.
"Manager Sun!" Ma Qiao immediately stood up with a smile.
"Well! Xiaoma, your group's performance this month is good, but you still have to keep up with the new policy. Other groups are chasing after each other. You are the backbone of Group 3's performance, so you are lagging behind.
Later, I will arrange for people to hold an experience exchange meeting to share new policies and work experience, and everyone will come and listen."
"Okay! I will definitely organize everyone in the team to study hard and work hard to complete Manager Sun's task requirements!"
Ma Qiao had a serious look on her face, as if she was taking an oath of admission.
rash:"……"
In this world, everyone is cynical, and everyone is colluding with others...