Super Car Sales System

Chapter 429

Chapter 449: Bow Ninety Degrees

"Why?" Liu Chengwen was seriously dissatisfied. Why did Fang Yuan not have to be tortured by the old horse head, but had to write essays after returning from a trip?

Could it be that those who sell second-hand cars can receive preferential treatment?

"Don't be unconvinced, why don't we ask Mr. Zhao when we see him?" Fang Yuan didn't quarrel with Liu Chengwen, and wanted to make a bet with him with a smile.

"Okay, whoever loses will be treated to dinner in Japan." Liu Chengwen accepted Fang Yuan's challenge with rolling eyes, and offered to propose punishment measures after losing the bet.

"It's agreed that no cheating is allowed." Fang Yuan also deliberately emphasized, "It must be a serious meal, and the kind that comes with the steamed buns in cold water doesn't count."

Fang Yuan laughed heartily. If Ma Zhiming led the team, Fang Yuan would not dare to be so arrogant even if he had ten guts. Now it is different. Zhao Gaojie led him to Japan, who else would he be afraid of?
Besides, Fang Yuan guessed from the change of the team leader that Zhao Gaojie had the upper hand in the open and secret fight with Ma Zhiming, otherwise he would not have won the job from him. Of course Fang Yuan is confident that he can win against Liu Chengwen.

Fang Yuan was discussing the bet with Liu Chengwen, and one after another outstanding representatives came to speak on stage.

One thing happened during this, that is, the host asked Wu Feng to speak on behalf of all the sales champions, instead of the selected Fang Yuan.

For this reason, Sun Yanming was very unconvinced, and went to Zhao Gaojie on the spot to ask the reason.

I don't know what Zhao Gaojie said, the two muttered for a while, but Sun Yanming stopped asking.

The commendation conference ended successfully, and it was the turn of each conference's repertoire... the banquet.

Hearing the host's call to end the meeting, everyone in the venue got up and left one after another. Fang Yuan couldn't find Sun Yanming, so he had to go out with the crowd.

"Manager Fang, let's sit together later." Although Liu Chengwen made a bet with Fang Yuan, he was very enthusiastic and pestered Fang Yuan all the way like brown sugar.

"Okay." Fang Yuan was very helpless. If the rules of the banquet were as strict as those at the venue, he would definitely still sit with Liu Chengwen, and he couldn't get rid of this brown candy.

In fact, Liu Chengwen gave Fang Yuan a pretty good impression. His big face often wore a smile, and when he smiled, his small eyes, which were originally small, were narrowed into a slit. He looked harmless to humans and animals, not so much. Bad intentions, better communication.

What made Fang Yuan speechless was that Liu Chengwen talked too much and kept talking, like an 80-year-old woman, chattering non-stop in his ears, Fang Yuan's head exploded because of the noise.

A group of people came to the entrance of the big hotel, and as expected by Fang Yuan, there were already people from the headquarters waiting at the gate, and began to direct the diversion of the crowd attending the banquet.

The grassroots leaders like Fang Yuan who were planning to go to Japan the day after tomorrow were told to go to the small banquet hall on the third floor, while the rest of the hundreds of people still went to the frequented hall on the top floor.

Separated from the crowd on the first floor, Liu Chengwen said to Fang Yuan excitedly as he walked, "I've never been to the small banquet hall. I heard that the environment there is more than one level higher than that on the top floor."

Fang Yuan didn't speak but was thinking, as long as he is a salesperson, performance is king wherever he goes, and this promotion is the reason why he is treated differently.

From a distance, the elevator room was filled with darkness, full of shaking heads. Fang Yuan thought there were too many people, so he dragged Liu Chengwen to the stairwell.

On the third floor, there were also Zhenghong Group employees in charge of hospitality in the aisle. When they saw Liu Chengwen and Fang Yuan, they immediately led them into the small banquet hall with a smile.

Fang Yuan and the others didn't take the elevator, but they were the first to get up.

The size of the small banquet hall is much smaller than that of the top floor. There are only four huge round tables inside. There are only [-] people who went to Japan this time, plus some other executives. It is estimated that they can just finish their seats.

Before Fang Yuan took a closer look at the other details of the small banquet hall, he suddenly found that there were already three men inside.

Fang Yuan's attention was suddenly attracted, and he looked at them curiously.

One of the three men was sitting and two were standing.

The sitting man seemed to be in his 40s, with a thin body, wearing a suit, with his hands on his knees, and his back straight.

He has a scrub mustache, an old face with a shoehorn, a scoop-like expression, a shit-like expression, and no smile at all.

The other two men are standing next to each other next to the brush beard. They are much younger. They also wear suits and ties. Their hair is combed and their cheeks are white. pink.

Especially one of the shorter men, lean and monkey-like in appearance.

The scrubber Hu was sitting upright, his face was stern and he didn't look sideways, his haughty demeanor revealed confidence and refusal to be thousands of miles away, which left a deep impression on Fang Yuan...

This old-fashioned image immediately brought three words to Fang Yuan's mind: Japanese.

While Fang Yuan was looking at the three of them, Scrub Hu also noticed Fang Yuan the moment he entered the door.

Fang Yuan has a handsome face, the suit on his body is exquisite and well-fitting, and his demeanor is generous and composed. His eyes widened sharply, and the arrogant and stern expression on his face disappeared. He suddenly got up and walked quickly in front of Fang Yuan.

With his hands hanging by his trousers, Scrubhu first bowed at ninety degrees to Fang Yuan, before Fang Yuan could react, he turned around and bowed at ninety degrees to Liu Chengwen.

Hu, who had changed his face greatly, bowed politely, then yelled at Fang Yuan and the two of them.

His voice was as piercing as a broken gong, and he spoke fast.

But Fang Yuan has language skills obtained from the car dealer system, as long as he doesn't speak country slang or dialect, he can still understand what he said.

Slate Hu was introducing himself to the two of them. It turned out that his name was Inobe Daichi, and he was the manager of a Japanese travel company, responsible for all the itineraries of the Masahiro Tour Group to Japan in the future.

The well side bowed again, and introduced himself again, with a surprisingly good attitude.

Fang Yuan involuntarily raised his chest and raised his head, thanking the sacrificed martyr in his heart, otherwise it would be his turn to kneel at the Japanese's feet and sing conquest.

The side of the well shook hands with him enthusiastically, Fang Yuan was embarrassed to put on airs, and was about to take the initiative to introduce himself in Japanese, only to see the two young men, one tall and one short, trotting over and standing behind the well.

Especially the monkey-like young man first nodded at Fang Yuan and Liu Chengwen, then pointed to Dadi Inobe and said in Chinese: "This is Mr. Dadi Inobe, their travel agency is in charge of the tour groups of Masahiro Group in Japan." It has been seven or eight years, and this time I came to China to explain the precautions and the itinerary in Japan to the leaders."

Liu Chengwen and Fang Yuan understood that this short monkey-like man was an interpreter.

Liu Chengwen couldn't understand Japanese, so after an interpreter's explanation, he realized that Daichi Inobe was introducing himself just now.

Since there was an interpreter, Fang Yuan didn't intend to show off his foreign language ability, otherwise he would have robbed this monkey, oh no, it was the interpreter's job.

So I pretended to be suddenly enlightened, introduced myself to Jingbian Dadi, and said something very thoughtfully and stopped for a while, for fear that the translation would miss something.

Because he was dealing with foreigners, Liu Chengwen, who usually had a smiley face and was not upright, restrained a lot. He followed Fang Yuan's example and also introduced his identity.

After listening to the translation of Fang Yuan and Liu Chengwen's introduction, Inobe Dadi respectfully bowed to them again and said hello. Fang Yuan felt that he was very well educated and treated his customers very respectfully. This is what really treats customers like God.

But when Dadi Jingbian looked at the translator, a bit of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said blatantly in Japanese: "These two are just small employees, and they are a waste of my time."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Dong have not arrived yet, so there is no need to waste energy on these two little people." The translator bullied Fang Yuan and Liu Chengwen because they couldn't understand Japanese, and talked about the two of them face to face very unreasonably.

Say one thing and do another, this Japanese is not a thing, this translator is not a thing, Fang Yuan resisted the urge to kick someone, and rolled his eyes angrily.

　The Japanese and the translator have prototypes.

　　Back then when I went to Guangzhou with my boss, I encountered such two wonderful things.This translation is more annoying than Japanese.

　　Our boss understands Japanese, English, and French, and finally pretended to be drunk and found fault in the wine field and turned the translator off.

　　Back then in Zhengzhou Town God's Temple, I also met a Japanese and an interpreter. I still remember the ugly face of that interpreter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)