I have a super car sales system

Chapter 025: Volkswagen Magotan ([-])

Ma Ming looked back at the crowd in embarrassment as no colleague took care of him, but he had already made up his mind who was willing to receive and whom to receive, and labor and management would not serve them.

Just as Ma Ming shook his hands and wanted to leave, the white-haired old woman grabbed his wrist and asked angrily, "What do you mean?"

"Do you look down on labor and capital?" The white-haired old man squinted at Ma Ming, who had been silent for a long time. As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people came forward and surrounded Ma Ming, looking straight at him, as if received by the sky. Humiliated, very angry.

Looking around at the crowd with hideous faces, Ma Ming was surrounded by anger and fear, thinking that I asked you to talk about the budget, but if you don’t tell me, I’ll ask you what you need, but if you don’t tell me, you still ask me what I mean?Accusing me of looking down on you?

Labor and management have given up on being cowardly, and you still won’t let me go, and surround me, are you still unreasonable?Is there any other law?Do you guys bully people like this?

The current Ma Ming regretted taking Lin Yuan's position, and took the initiative to receive this group of customers. If it was possible to return to just now, he would beat Lin Yuan to death, and even if he really had a stomachache, he would stay here.

Ma Ming was very upset and had a headache, but facing this group of unreasonable customers, he didn't dare to say what was in his heart, so he could only squeeze out a smile, which was uglier than crying, and said as if begging for mercy: "What can I do?" What do you mean? I have a stomach ache, oh yes, I have to go to the bathroom because of a stomachache, so I need another sales consultant to treat you."

The nearby sales consultant has long since disappeared, so change the hammer?Sure enough, he looked down on his family.

The white-haired old woman decided that Ma Ming was lying, she stepped forward and pushed Ma Ming, and said angrily: "Another sales consultant will receive us? Where are there other sales consultants?"

Don't look at the old woman's hair is all white, and her hands are quite strong. Ma Ming was pushed back two steps. Facing the question of the white-haired old woman, he opened his mouth after the lie was exposed, but he couldn't answer. .

Seeing Ma Ming's embarrassment and shame, the white-haired old man raised his head sharply, and said viciously, "Yes, besides you, where are there other sales? Are you lying to a three-year-old?"

"Boy, are you itchy?" The little girl pinched her waist with her hands and yelled at Ma Ming, "Don't talk so much nonsense with him, beat him up."

"Yes, you dare to look down on us, what the hell? Beat him up." There was a burst of echo from the crowd, and a group of people rushed forward.

The little girl raised her foot first and kicked Ma Ming's left leg against the bone. Ma Ming was sweating from the pain on his back. Just as he lowered his head and bent over to cover the bone, Cao Along kicked him down.

They put Ma Ming on the ground, uppercut, lowercut, lift his legs, and hit Ma Ming like raindrops.

Ma Ming held his head in his hands, curled up his body, screamed in pain, had no ability to fight back, and didn't dare to fight back. Suddenly, he saw Lin Yuan in the distance through his fingers. This kid didn't come to help at all. Not to mention, he was still sitting there with his legs crossed, knocking on melon seeds.

Labor and management are beaten here, where are you watching jokes?

Ma Ming's lungs were about to explode, and he wished he could run over now, grab his collar and give him two big slaps.

Hey, no, what a coincidence?When this group of people came, Lin Yuan had a stomachache?

There must be something hidden, there must be something tricky.

Ma Ming is used to thinking of people in a bad way, and an idea appeared in his mind. Could it be that Lin Yuan knew something in advance, deliberately gave up the client to himself, and then wanted to see his own joke?

I think so, but Ma Ming is being beaten, how can he get up and question Lin Yuan?

Lin Yuan was indeed crossing Erlang's legs, knocking on melon seeds, watching Ma Ming being beaten, and had no intention of trying to persuade him to fight.

In the past, Ma Ming bullied Lin Yuan, yelled and yelled, and today he robbed his client. Now Ma Ming is being tricked and beaten. Lin Yuan is not a bad guy, nor is he a saint, so how can he meddle in his own business?If you don't have the past, you will follow suit, which can be considered as caring for your colleagues.

Lin Yuan watched Cao Along's family coldly. Even the children were unreasonable. They spoke dirty words and beat others. One could imagine what kind of family education they had, and the virtues of the adults in the family. Fortunately, they had a car dealer system. He reminded him, and gave up in time, otherwise, it might be Lin Yuan himself who was pointed and scolded by this family, and who is lying on the ground and beaten now.

"What are you doing? " At this time, Song Dexiang heard the movement, saw that a group of people were beating Ma Ming, and immediately rushed out of the office, shouting at the chaotic crowd.

The angry crowd ignored Song Dexiang at all, and did not intend to stop at all, until Song Dexiang, who was standing at the door of the office, raised his mobile phone and shouted angrily: "Stop, or I will call the security and call the police." He kicked Ma Ming ruthlessly again, and led the crowd away.

Song Dexiang didn't dare to stop the crowd, and ran quickly to the side of Ma Ming who was curled up on the ground, squatted down and just touched Ma Ming's shoulder, Ma Ming screamed in horror, "Don't hit me, please!" Don't hit me."

Looking at Ma Ming who was trembling with fear, Song Dexiang said softly, "Ma Ming, it's me, Song Dexiang."

"Old Song?"

Ma Ming heard Song Dexiang's voice clearly, and finally slowly let go of his hands clasping his head. Only then did Song Dexiang see Ma Ming's current situation clearly.

At this moment, the corners of Ma Ming's mouth and nose were bleeding.

His face was covered with bruises, and there was a big black footprint on his left cheek, which was kicked.

His clothes were rotten, especially the white shirt, which was stripped into strips, and became a beggar's outfit.

His body was blue and purple, and there were scars everywhere.

……

Looking at the horrible Ma Ming, Song Dexiang's heart skipped a beat, how much hatred, how much resentment, to strike such a heavy hand?Could it be that Ma Ming threw his child into the well?Or slept with his wife?

Song Dexiang helped Ma Ming up, and asked in puzzlement, "What's going on, you're beaten like this?"

"It's him... hiss, it hurts me to death." Ma Ming pointed at Lin Yuan viciously, but the speed of his speech was too fast, which affected the injury at the corner of his mouth. He gasped in pain and covered the corner of his mouth for a long time. Then he went on to say, "It's... hiss... Lin Yuan knows that this group of people... hiss... are not easy to mess with, so he deliberately pretended to have a stomachache, and lied... hiss... I'm going to receive customers,"

Ma Ming was originally bullying the weak and fearing the strong, making unreasonable words, and deliberately vented his anger on Lin Yuan. Who knew that he was right about the truth, but Lin Yuan didn't panic at all. He knew that Ma Ming had no evidence and only relied on guesswork. Bird you?

So in the face of Ma Ming's accusation, Lin Yuan didn't hesitate at all, stood up and walked over slowly: "Don't eat indiscriminately, let alone talk indiscriminately. You said that I deliberately pretended to have a stomachache, tricked you into receiving customers, and made you suffer." A beating, where is the evidence?"

"You... hiss..." Ma Ming was violently beaten by the white-haired old woman's family, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he bit Lin Yuan to vent his anger, and Lin Yuan came back face to face, opened his mouth a few times, but couldn't speak reason.

"Everyone has seen it." Lin Yuan turned around, looked at Song Tao and the others who had regrouped, spread his hands and said, "I haven't had any contact with that family, how do I know their situation? I haven't even talked to that family. In a word, how can I lie to you to receive customers? It's you..."

Lin Yuan turned around and pointed at Ma Ming who was sitting on the ground, and sternly accused: "It's you, you took advantage of my opportunity to go to the toilet and robbed my client, but in the end you didn't make money by stealing the chicken, and you were beaten up after offending the client." Don, you still falsely accuse me of cheating on you, who is it? Pooh..."

Song Tao and the others were present at the time, watching helplessly that Lin Yuan did not have any contact with the client, did not say a word to him, and watched Ma Ming take advantage of Lin Yuan's stomach ache to go to the toilet and rob Lin Yuan's client... He understood what happened very well, so he echoed Lin Yuan's words, admitted that he was right, testified to him, and condemned Ma Ming for being unruly and robbing Lin Yuan's clients. A group of customers beat up.

Lin Yuan's narration explained the cause and effect, and introduced the situation at that time clearly. At the same time, with the testimony of colleagues such as Song Tao, Song Dexiang finally knew what happened. Lin Yuan had a stomachache and wanted to go to the bathroom, but Ma Ming robbed his client , Offended that group of people by mistake, and was beaten up.

Song Dexiang has already cleared who is right and who is wrong, and now the relationship between Lin Yuan and him is extraordinary, even if it is Lin Yuan's fault, Song Dexiang will still favor this beloved apprentice, plus a small fellow, and immediately stop supporting Ma Ming, stand up Straighten your body and take a step back.

Rebutted by Lin Yuan and condemned by people like Song Tao, Ma Ming was beaten and humiliated, and couldn't sit still, looking up at Song Dexiang as if asking for help: "Old Song... hiss... oh no, it's... Song Dexiang Director, you have to be fair and let me make the decision... I was indeed cheated by Lin Yuan."

"Let me be fair?" Song Dexiang smiled at Lin Yuan, and when he turned his head to look at Ma Ming, his complexion changed suddenly, a playful expression appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a drawn out tone, "Ma Ming, this...is... ...Your...wrong..."

"Ah?" Lao Song didn't speak for himself?Ma Ming stared angrily, but Song Dexiang is the sales director and the head of the boutique showroom. Even if Ma Ming looked down on this good old man who soaked wolfberry in a thermos cup and was obsessed with health preservation in the past, he dare not confront him now. All his colleagues didn't help him, and even exposed him. He was so embarrassed that he could only sit there with his head bowed and sulking.

Instead of doing it himself, relying on the system prompt of the car dealer's system to deceive Ma Ming, Lin Yuan was not so proud, and no longer paid attention to Ma Ming, because the voice of the system sounded again in his mind.

"【system hint】:

Client: Liu Shan.

Male, 23 years old, company employee.

Budget: around [-].

Requirements: Large space, face-saving, fuel-efficient, cheap and easy to drive. "

After filtering the keywords, Lin Yuan began to think about the needs of customers.

If there is a lot of space, then B-class cars must go up, like A0, A-class cars are not considered directly.

Having face means that the brand is excellent, at least it is a well-known domestic brand or a joint venture brand, such as Luxgen and the tape measure department are not considered directly, otherwise they will be laughed at for a lifetime.

Fuel saving, Lin Yuan thinks this is a bit metaphysical.

First of all, everyone's personal situation is different, and the sensitivity of fuel consumption is different.

The fuel consumption of the 2.0-liter Angkesaila is about seven. Some people think it is very fuel-efficient, while others think it is a bit fuel-intensive. After all, compared with the 1.2T Bora, 1.4T LaVida, and 1.6-liter Sylphy, It was too much oil, which made them a little unbearable.

There is also a Mercedes-Benz C63507 that consumes [-] to [-] fuel. Some people are so angry that they vomit blood and sell the car, while others think it is so-so and not bad.