The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

"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 ate the sandwich prepared by Xiao Yu as he walked.

"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."

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The process is like this, but would anyone take it out of context like this?

He gritted his teeth and took a big bite of the sandwich, "Maybe...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 anxious to grow up so early?

"Xiao Yu, you are wrong about this. Like me, just hitting one of them with my hands is enough.

A master of martial arts like the landlord is stronger, but he can only fight dozens of people if he is exhausted.

It is 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. I just want to study hard!" Xiaoyu pouted.

"Then you also went to school, why didn't you learn to become the enemy of thousands of people?"

"Well……"

Facing this rhetorical question from his soul, Meng Lang managed to avoid choking on the chicken soup he poured out.

It’s hard to fool primary school students these days...

I couldn't help but roll my 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 fight against ten thousand people, I could still fight against 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 in bed reading comics.

"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 to the Qingsong Primary School gate, which 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! Has Xiao Yu had breakfast? Does she seem to be 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! 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 the 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, Chao Ge's signature is worth some money."

Mainly because they are children. If they cheat, they will repay them. It is not difficult to cheat again.

Teacher Fang's mouth twitched.

I said how I wanted to secretly collect autographs from the little kids 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 autographs 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.

"Huh? But I promised someone else and sold everything to her."

What? Have you already taken action?

More than a dozen signatures! What 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 in our lives. I can't go back on my promises.

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 fantasized about 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 a few colleagues when he saw Meng Lang coming in, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yo! 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, "Hmm! Does it look like you're doing well recently?"

"You're the one who's doing well, right? I heard you've become the 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 develop downlines, and when they have enough people, they can apply to form a team themselves.

In addition to developing their own business, group leaders can also increase their income by drawing 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 gangs 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 anymore. Where is Uncle Zhang?"

"The leaders are having a meeting!" Ma Qiao pointed to the conference room.

"Oh! Then I'll sit and wait for a while."

After Meng Lang sat down and looked around for a while, he found that the company was much 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...went in!" Ma Qiao whispered with a mysterious look on his 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? Did you already know that?"

Seeing that Meng Lang didn't look surprised at all, Ma Qiao suddenly became confused.

"Ahem! I heard something."

"I heard that Wang Zhiping's incident had a very bad impact, so he 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...

"Shibie Sanri should be very impressed. They are all engaged in business. Who are you looking down on? You are well-informed, and my network of contacts is also expanding rapidly, okay!"

Meng Lang laughed.

"Ha! That's not a bad tone. So tell me, what did he do to get in?"

"The mistress forced her to stand up, but Wang Zhiping took the risk and wanted to silence her, but ended up running into the police circle. As a result, everyone and everyone got the stolen goods on the spot!

This is probably the process..."

"Uh... I don't know anything in detail. Are you sure it's true? 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, so 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?"

laugh at? As a receiver for eighteen years, am I qualified to laugh at the former winner?

Although I was still young at that time, but... that was also a dark history!

"Why are you laughing? 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 find a way to make people angry, he usually doesn't arrive late or leave early. He works conscientiously and enjoys the blessings of working overtime.

It's a pity that he just made a mistake that every man would make. "Ma Qiao was also a little sad.

"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, was just a transitional person. 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 left in his hands, and its performance will be among the top in the province! "Ma Qiaoyi pointed out.

"Why, this guy is so desperate?"

Generally speaking, leaders with good performance follow a high-pressure policy, 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 that can be considered his ability.

But the performance was 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 are short-term, 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, by 'packaging' a certain product into a one-year savings product, first deceiving customers into signing up for insurance, and then arranging for customers to cancel the policy uniformly the next 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 insurance and short-term approach, 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 completely a loophole in the company's system!

Where did the defrauded commissions and performance go? It's not just going 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 somewhat 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 policies. 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 devotion.

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In this world, everyone is cynical, and everyone is colluding with others...