That’s right! It’s 9 minutes and 48 seconds! Ye Zihao is back!
When Zhao Ying saw him, her first reaction was that he had given up and saw that the elevator was broken, so he turned back.
"Ye Zihao! Do you know that Mr. Zhang is anxious to get that information? Why are you back now?" Zhao Ying asked, somewhat angry.
"I sent the information!"
"Sent it?"
"Of course! If you don't believe me, call and ask." Ye Zihao shrugged and said.
"Okay! Wait for me!"
After all, Zhao Ying actually called the person to ask, but unfortunately a few seconds later, her face became shocked because the person told her that the information had been delivered.
Oh my god! Isn’t the elevator broken? Why did this guy deliver the information in 9 minutes? No! Including the time he walked back, didn’t he deliver the information in 5 minutes?
Suddenly, Zhao Ying stared at Ye Hao like a monster.
"Hey! I've delivered the information. Do you still remember the promise you just made?"
Ye Zihao said with a smirk on his face.
"I...I, I!"
Zhao Ying suddenly became speechless.
"Oh? You want to go back on your word? Are you the kind of person who doesn't keep his word?"
"You...you don't mean what you say, isn't it just a date? Is this beauty afraid that you will eat me?"
Zhao Ying bit her lips and said bravely.
"Oh? You mean you agreed?"
"Yes! I promise to go on a date with you tonight!"
"Oh! It's a pity that I'm not free tonight. Want to make an appointment with me? Maybe next time!"
Ye Zihao said carelessly.
"You...you you!"
Zhao Ying was so angry that she stomped her feet. She always thought that there were countless people who wanted to date her, but this guy was so lucky that he refused directly.
Suddenly, she felt filled with resentment.
At this time, Yang Dayong, who was not far from her, flashed a hint of displeasure in his eyes. Just now he vaguely heard that Zhao Ying wanted to date Ye Zihao.
Yang Dayong, a famous undergraduate student, has succumbed to this small company. His friends really can't understand, but he told his friends that he wants to chase the goddess... Zhao Ying.
I saw him take a few deep breaths to adjust his mood, then walked over, showing a charming smile, took out two movie tickets from his pocket, and said with a smile: "Xiaoying! I heard that the recent "Love When Breaking Up"
It's on the air right now and I'd like to invite you to watch a movie. Are you free tonight?"
"See a movie?"
Zhao Ying frowned slightly. To be honest, Yang Dayong looked much better than Ye Zihao, but she felt that this guy was hypocritical. As for the reason, she couldn't tell.
Therefore, she usually keeps a certain distance from Yang Dayong.
So, she smiled awkwardly and declined politely: "Well... well, I have something to do tonight, I'm sorry."
"It's okay! Let's do it next time."
Yang Dayong kept a gentleman-like smile on his face, but he was secretly unhappy in his heart.
Damn it! Are you pretending to be aloof for me? Wait until I get you on the bed, how will you act aloof?
Being rejected in public, Yang Dayong felt quite unhappy, especially when he saw Ye Zihao playing games, he felt even more angry.
So, he decided to put on small shoes for Ye Zihao.
"Yi Zihao! I have a list of customers here. Call me and ask them if they are interested in buying the company's new products."
Yang Dayong dumped a bunch of information on him, deliberately trying to do something wrong.
"all?"
"Yes! You have just joined the job, and I don't want to put too much pressure on you. There are a total of 50 customer lists here, and you only need to complete 5 transactions."
Yang Dayong said triumphantly.
"5 strokes?"
"Do you think it's difficult? Haha! I completed 10 transactions back then, and this record has not been broken yet. I don't think it's difficult at all. You don't want to tell me that you can't complete it, do you?" Yang Dayong said deliberately provocatively.
"Yang Dayong! Don't embarrass him. You can complete 10 transactions because you have done telemarketing before and have experience. Now you want Ye Zihao to complete 5 transactions. It's too strong."
Zhao Ying on the side couldn't help but help to speak.
Ye Zihao glanced at her in surprise, obviously not expecting Zhao Ying to speak for him.
Faced with Yang Dayong's deliberate attempt to make things difficult, Ye Zihao certainly would not give in. Seeing his indifferent expression, he said, "Okay! Let's see if I can challenge Brother Yang's record."
"Challenge? Haha!"
Yang Dayong had a look of disdain on his face, and his contempt was beyond words.
Soon Ye Zihao picked up the phone, dialed one of the customers, and turned on the speakerphone.
"Toot! Toot! Toot!"
After the phone rang a few times, it was connected, and the person who answered the phone was a woman.
"Hello? Who is this?"
The woman's voice was a little haggard, as if she had just woken up not long ago.
"Hello, Ms. Shen Li?"
"It's like this. I'm Xiaoye, the business representative of Qiaojia Ren's whitening and skin care business. Today I would like to take this opportunity to find out with you which type of facial mask you are using recently. Can I bother you for 5 minutes to do a phone interview?"
Ye Zihao spoke in a warm and polite tone.
"I'm very busy and don't have time."
"I'll just interrupt you for 5 minutes! Is that okay?"
"Are you sick? I told you I didn't have time, are you bothered?" The woman on the other end of the phone cursed angrily.
Haha! Hit a nail?
Yang Dayong was secretly happy, obviously he was watching Ye Zihao's joke; even Zhao Ying on the side sighed slightly, listening to the other party's tone, this business was ruined.
However, what shocked everyone was that Ye Zihao actually retorted, "You are the one who is sick."
Is this kid crazy? How dare he call a customer sick? Haha! He is dead.
Yang Dayong secretly rejoiced, obviously he did not expect Ye Zihao to curse.
"What? You...you called me sick?"
The tone of the woman on the other end of the phone had obviously changed, but she looked a little out of breath.
"Ms. Shen, don't get me wrong. What I'm saying is that you are sick. If I guessed correctly, have you recently had a loss of appetite, bloating after eating, dizziness, low voice, shortness of breath, and fatigue? Your complexion is yellow and shabby.
, Are the lips light or dull?”
Ye Zihao said in a calm tone.
"You...what do you know?"
The woman looked shocked, knowing that the other party had never seen her before.
"Just listening to the tone of your voice, I feel that your middle Qi is insufficient. In traditional Chinese medicine, it is also called Zong Qi deficiency. It means that the Qi of the spleen and stomach is weak and the transportation and transformation are failing. If not regulated, aging will be accelerated."
Ye Zihao talked eloquently, as if he knew medical skills.
When it comes to aging, which woman is not worried, not to mention that the other person all told her condition, so the woman asked urgently: "Then... what should I do?"
"You can make adjustments through 'food supplements'. Eat more peas at ordinary times. Traditional Chinese medicine believes that peas are sweet and mild in taste, and can tonify the body and replenish qi. Of course, if you find it troublesome, you can massage the lower abdomen, stomach, and lower back points."
Vibrate the "pulse point" at the junction of both sides of the navel and the midline of the trousers until you feel fever. The effect is better than taking food supplements."
Ye Zihao smiled confidently and said.
"Oh my god! Xiaoye, are you selling facial masks or buying medicine? How do you know so much knowledge about traditional Chinese medicine?"
“I sell facial masks, but I still have a certain understanding of Chinese medicine!”
Ye Zihao smiled and said.
"Okay! I'll do as you say. The massage won't kill anyone anyway." The woman's mood obviously improved and she even joked.
Maybe it was because Ye Zihao helped see the doctor that this woman took the initiative to learn about the new products that Ye Zihao was promoting, and the two had a great time chatting.
Soon, Ye Zihao's first business deal was concluded, and the woman agreed to purchase the company's new product.
When he hung up the phone, Zhao Ying had a look of surprise on her face and said curiously: "Okay! I didn't expect you to be a good salesman? You have already negotiated this business. By the way! How do you know so many Chinese medicine practitioners?
Knowledge? You’re not trying to deceive others, are you?”
"Haha! You can see it all!"
"Tch! I knew you were lying!"
"Never mind it, the business is settled, that's what matters most."
Ye Zihao shrugged his shoulders and smiled disapprovingly.
But who would know that this unattractive man in front of him has another identity, the 9th generation successor of the Medical Saint Sect!
However, all the glory in the past has long been a thing of the past for Ye Zihao, and all he wants is an ordinary life.