C4 From persistence

Ten minutes later, the manager returned. He rubbed his hands together in excitement and said, "Old bro, the boss has agreed. We will be conducting a month's worth of activities from tomorrow onwards and giving them away for half a year."

I was ecstatic, but my expression didn't change. "Alright, I'll give you a receipt first. When you're done, contact me. Here's my name card."

It was settled. Coming out of the sales office, I looked at the hot noon sun and waved my arms in the air.

F * ck, if a person doesn't force him, then he wouldn't even know how outstanding he is.

In the evening, I rewarded myself with buying two bottles of Haizhou's beer and half a catty of beef.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, he switched on his computer, put on his headphones, and began to surf the internet while listening to the melancholy song "Argentina, Don't Weep for me".

The reason I wore my headphones was so I wouldn't have to listen to the regular activities of the students when they came back. After so long of being harassed, my hormones would be out of whack.

Floating Life was like a dream online.

I sent her a handshake and she smiled back.

"I haven't seen you in days!" "No," I said.

"I have something to take care of. I just came back today!"

"Oh."

"Did you like it when you were listening to 'Don't Weep for Me in Argentina'?"

"Yes, actually I like it because of the melancholy of the song."

"Are you depressed at the moment?"

"Maybe, maybe, almost, but occasionally there's a glimmer of light in those melancholy days."

"So you found a ray of light today?"

"Having just finished a business deal in the day, I feel somewhat comforted."

"Congratulations, you must be an excellent manager."

I felt a burst of shame. Yes, I was once a self-confident and accomplished business owner. But now, I am nothing at all.

I said, "I'm actually a junk manager."

"Don't belittle yourself. Excessive modesty is pride. "How about it? Are you busy these past few days?"

"Ordinarily, what about you?"

"Busy. I just took over a new job. I need to get familiar with a lot of things. There's pressure, motivation, and a lot of resistance."

"Are you confident?"

"There must be! There were more ways than difficulties. Life is a struggle, and I can accept defeat, but I can't accept that I've never fought before. "

My heart jolted. The same was true for me, full of fighting spirit for my ideals, my career and my love. It was just that after experiencing such a double blow, I was now dispirited. Although he was working on it now, he no longer had the lofty aspirations he once had. He was only working hard to get by this crisis.

At the time, I had a masochistic tendency not to let myself think.

After a while, I said, "You're in a good mood. You'll definitely succeed!"

"Thank you for your encouragement. I believe in this: there are many things in a person's life that can knock you down, but what can really knock you down is their mentality. Therefore, I feel that mentality is very important."

A thought struck me.

Floating Life Like a Dream: "Is your melancholy due to annoyance?"

"I don't know, sigh."

"Don't sigh. I feel that perhaps you should be a persistent person."

"How do you know?"

"Because, all troubles come from persistence."

My heart stirred, but I didn't say anything for a long time.

Then she asked me questions about marketing, and I gave her a detailed answer, and from time to time she sent me a thumbs-up, obviously satisfied.

I then asked her, "What are you marketing?"

"A cultural product."

"It's too general. If you don't want to say it, then forget it!"

"Guess?"

I had just finished selling my cultural products today, so I typed out a single word: "Newspaper!"

Floating Life sent a stunned emoji. "Ah — congratulations, you got it right."

I was stunned. This dream-like marketing was originally for the newspapers, so naturally, she was travelling together with me. The only difference was that she was a high manager while I was a low salesperson.

I couldn't help but ask, "Which newspaper are you from?"

The Haizhou had dozens of newspapers, big and small. The competition was fierce, and every year there would be a huge war.

"Excuse me, but can we keep this a secret for the time being? If I tell you who I am, then you'll know who I am. Don't forget what we started out as online friends. "

I understand what she means, but a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

In the morning, Yuan Duo had unintentionally said a sentence. Qiu Tong had just returned from research and this Floating Dream had also just returned.

Thinking of this, I started to feel intense pain in my balls. Is the world really that small? If she couldn't avoid Qiu Tong in reality, could she also not get rid of her in the virtual world?

Since she didn't want to say it, I decided to probe her true identity without asking for details.

Start with newspaper marketing.

Me: "I can't do newspaper marketing, but I can give you some micro ideas, such as practical and quick tactics."

As expected, the other party was very interested, "Hurry up and say it."

"For example, you can get a newspaper company to work together …" I spoke frankly and offered the bait.

The other party was silent for a moment, then replied, "What you've said is very enlightening for my way of thinking. I'll seriously consider it."

The fish took the bait, and I waited for the fish to bite the hook.

I just want to see which newspaper in Haizhou has launched this move recently. Whichever company had this, Floating Dream would be the owner of this newspaper.

I secretly prayed that he wouldn't be Qiu Tong, but my heart didn't feel the same way.

People are self-contradictory at times.

After that, two days in a row, after handing in all the newspapers, I helped Yuan Duo work in the station, waiting to test the bait I threw that night.

I seemed to have an ominous premonition that the Floating Life was probably the Qiu Tong that made me tremble in fear.

He waited until 4 PM that day, but there were no signs. Instead, he received a call from the sales manager of the real estate company.

Now, it was time to give the manager a name: Zhang Xiaotian.

Zhang Xiaotian was very excited on the phone, he said that his method had worked out very well. Over the past two days, more customers had come to his door than in the past one month, and there were still five more who decided on the spot to buy a house.

After putting down the phone, Yuan Duo and I spoke for a while. Then, Yuan Duo jumped up happily: "Brother Yi Ke, I really didn't think that you could actually be so capable!"

I calmly replied, "It's not that I have the ability or luck. I'll go to someone else's door to order a newspaper. It just so happens that the Sales Manager has this marketing plan …"

I felt that Zhang Xiaotian was a person who enjoyed great things, so I just went along with the flow and gave him a personal favor. At the same time, I do not want to attract any attention from Qiu Tong and do not want to attract any jealousy from my peers.

A trace of regret flashed across Yuan Duo's eyes: "That Sales Department's manager is awesome, you're really lucky."

After a while, Zhang Xiaotian came over and I introduced him to Zhang Xiaotian. Yuan Duo shook his hand and said, "Manager Zhang, I heard from my big brother that this marketing plan came from your hands. You are really skilled at this, please advise me in the future."

Zhang Xiaotian looked at me in surprise, then laughed: "About that … "It's nothing, just eating this bowl of rice means that I have to do this. It's just my job."

With that, Zhang Xiaotian looked at me approvingly, and then looked at Yuan Duo, his eyes flickering.

Yuan Duo gave Zhang Xiaotian 10 receipts. Zhang Xiaotian looked at his watch and said, "It's time to get off work. I don't know if Station Head Yuan can enjoy dinner together.

Zhang Xiaotian is very smart, he knew that it might not be possible to invite Yuan Duo out on a personal visit for the first time, so he pulled me in.

Yuan Duo looked at me. "Brother Yi Ke, are you free?"

I wanted to use this opportunity to open my gums and nod.

So they all went to a nearby restaurant.

When they were eating, Zhang Xiaotian was in high spirits and talked about marketing techniques and experience for Yuan Duo.

It was obvious that this guy already had a good impression of Yuan Duo the first time they met.

Yuan Duo looked at Zhang Xiaotian with admiration.

After eating my fill, Zhang Xiaotian took the initiative to send Yuan Duo home. Yuan Duo hesitated a little, looked at me, and said to Zhang Xiaotian: "If I'm drunk, then I'll have to trouble Manager Zhang."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Yuan Duo's eyes.

I waved and left.

Back to the dormitory, the landing button, floating like a dream online.

"These two days, I've been thinking about what you told me the last time. I plan to set up a major client development service before the October big contract starts, and use a variety of methods, including the Alliance, to organize group warfare and ask for benefits on a larger scale," Floating Dream said.

My eyes lit up. The field of vision for floating like a dream was very wide. With just a touch, she could actually turn a leaf into an entire spring.

Thinking about it again, she wanted to set up this big client development service before the October conquest began, so she wouldn't be able to verify the real identity of Fleeting Dreamland in the short term.

He could not help but feel somewhat regretful.

Floating Life Dream then said, "In the end, it's still a Zhejiang business, and there's still some stock in its stomach."

I let out a bitter laugh. I was a loser, a loser. My career and women were gone. The most tragic thing is that even now, I still don't know the real reason behind the company's bankruptcy and Yun Er's sudden departure.

He didn't say anything for a while, but his heart ached.

Floating Life: "What are you thinking?"

I sighed. "Floating Life is like a dream. Let me ask you, do you believe that there will be an 'if' in your life, or do you believe that the past will come back?"

Floating Life Like a Dream: "I feel that life has no if, only consequences and outcomes. The past will not come back, and even if it does come back, it will no longer be perfect. "

I fell silent and the image of Yun Er appeared before my eyes, along with the joy and sweetness from the past.

Floating Life continued, "Sometimes it's better to be simple. For the past, we must not forget, but we must put it down. "

My heart stirred and I couldn't help but ask myself if I should walk out from the pain and infatuation I had for Yun Er and whether I should put Yun Er down.

I remember someone saying, if you really want something, let it go. If it comes back to you, then it will always be yours. If it doesn't come back, then you don't have to wait any longer, because it isn't yours at all!

My heart rose and fell.