C6 Seems like I've Been Tricked

"All seventeen of you were recruited after careful consideration by the company. It can be said that the company has great hopes for you."

Today, your main task is to sell ten pairs of Phantom Silk socks in one day. This will be a test of your ability to work, and the time and location will be the same, in front of the Silver Hill Street supermarket.

"Do you have any confidence in doing so?"

Early this morning, Ye Qingling had appeared at the new product event to give Qin Zhao a boost after hiring a few new people.

None of the interns understood that the dignified CEO of Tianhe Group would personally come here to give a speech and arrange missions to the newbies. This would undoubtedly make them feel honored.

As a result, whenever Ye Qingling finished her sentence, some of the flattering fellows would clap their hands with all their might.

It was only when this gorgeous CEO had personally arranged for them to take on the first day of a new employee's assignment that these elites, who had stood out among the four hundred applicants, faintly felt that today's battle had to be fought out well. Everyone had serious expressions as they attentively listened to Director Ye's speech, afraid that they would miss a single sentence.

Selling only ten pairs of stockings a day, and asking if we can do it, isn't that underestimating us?

As the only green leaf among all the flowers, Qin Zhao's face was full of disdain. He turned around and looked at the beautiful girls behind him. When he saw a girl called Si, he smiled gently.

Mr. Qin's greatest ability was to use the fastest speed possible to befriend a beauty when she appeared.

Of course, Ye Qingling was an exception.

Mr. Qin was the only male among the seventeen. Regardless of whether it was because there were too few wolves or because there were too few animals, he had always been silently receiving attention.

Si was the same, after seeing him smile at her, out of politeness, the smile on his face had yet to fully bloom. Beside her, a piggy girl called Hui glared at him viciously, opening her mouth to act like a pervert.

Mr. Qin had always turned a blind eye to the provocations of these ill-tempered and ugly girls.

To purposely anger her, he even shamelessly stuck out his tongue and licked his upper lip. Only when the two girls who just left the school lowered their heads with a flushed face did he turn around and act like a gentleman. He stared straight at Ye Qingling who was standing on the platform in front of him.

Of course, he didn't escape Ye Qingling's gaze as she stared at him.

"Ye Qingling, who had always wanted to make excuses for this bastard who was guarding her, sneered in her heart and suddenly shouted to the roll call," "Qin Zhao!" "Qin Zhao!"

"Here …"

After seeing the sneer on Ye Qingling's face, Qin Zhao knew that she was going to wear his first pair of small shoes that cost nothing.

He lazily replied and asked again, "Sir CEO, what can I do for you?"

This brother is too awesome, he dares to speak to the CEO like that.

This was a common reaction from everyone in the room. Their gazes were all focused on Qin Zhao, including Zhao Min, who was sitting at the side.

"You …"

Looking at the sloppy Qin Zhao, Ye Qingling snorted in anger. She thought that if she let him drag her now, there would be something good to eat later.

After trying her best to control her emotions, Ye Qingling asked in a calm voice, "Did you understand the task I just told you?"

"Isn't it just selling ten pairs of stockings a day?" "Isn't this a piece of cake?"

"Oh."

Ye Qingling was delighted to see him act so carelessly. She immediately cut him off. "What if you can't do it?"

Tch!

Qin Zhao's mouth twitched, he was too lazy to answer this question.

Zhao Min, who was sitting at the side, knew that something bad was about to happen the moment she saw Qin Zhao's attitude. She quickly winked at him secretly.

That meant, "You better not play the hero. The Phantom Silk Stocking Series developed by the corporation this time was a luxury product. It's expensive and not something that ordinary citizens can accept.

Ever since Qin Zhao was a kid, he never worried about food or clothing, and when he joined the army, he no longer had any concept of money.

In his mind, there was no difference between a pair of ten-dollar stockings and a pair of several hundred dollar stockings. Therefore, he didn't take Zhao Min's suggestion seriously and still answered confidently, "If I can't finish it, I won't eat or drink anything for a day."

After he finished speaking, Mr. Qin leaned forward and looked at Ye Qingling teasingly. "Director Ye, what if I were to complete it, or exceed my limits?"

When Zhao Min heard his words, she closed her eyes with a headache. She thought to herself, "You must have gone into a trap …"

"Heh heh, very good."

Suppressing the excitement in her heart, Ye Qingling spoke with a serious face, "Are you satisfied that every time you sell a pair of socks, you get a commission?"

"Well, I just want cash."

Anyway, selling it would bring wealth to his family. It was just a bet to kill this girl's spirit, the harmless Mr. Qin thought in his heart.

"Deal."

Ye Qingling smiled sweetly.

No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a little fox that had eaten an old hen.

Mr. Qin didn't care at all. After the gathering ended, he got a case of 20 sets of Phantom Silk stockings from the supply department and, relying on his long legs and tall figure, arrived at the Phantom Silk Exhibition Site in front of the Silver Hill Supermarket 10 minutes ahead of his delicate colleagues.

After occupying the most eye-catching spot, Mr. Qin spared no effort to shout, "Phantom stockings, the new and expensive item in the Rolls Royce..." "Everyone come and have a look, you who brought the money, buy a few pairs and show your exceptional beauty to your lover, you who don't have money, come and show off your personal skills …"

One had to say, reading too many wuxia novels had its benefits.

Qin Zhao's announcement, which was filled with the aura of the martial arts world, attracted a lot of people at the beginning.

However, when the housewives, who mostly carried paper in their bags, saw the price of the stockings on the display board, they couldn't help but cluck their tongues and shake their heads.

No one even had the courage to check what material these stockings were made of. They were actually worth more than 600 pairs.

Isn't this a massacre?

"Hey, don't go, aunt. Try it on, you just need to wear the Phantom women's stockings, and the confidence that you've lost for so many years will come back."

Oh, don't go, we can talk!

Look at those who don't want money.

Young lady, if you wear the Phantom Silk socks that our company has customized for you, I dare say that you will choose the most handsome men in all Bluebird City … What?

Nutjob?

"Are you kidding me? Have you ever seen such a handsome lunatic?"

Mr. Qin was quite eloquent. He had spent the whole morning talking, spitting out countless spittle and sweating a few times. Other than a few lines of crazy people and idiots, he didn't sell any socks.

Alas, these blind fools!

Qin Zhao sighed in his heart, then sat down behind the table again and leaned his elbows on the table. He turned around and looked at the other shadow stockings exhibitions that were not far away.

The girls that had just left the campus were divided into four groups of sixteen. Two girls from each group stood at each entrance of the supermarket, especially facing those young and pretty young and rich ladies. They were politely handing out flyers in their hands, while explaining something with smiles on their faces.

Having more people means more power. This bro really shouldn't eat alone and refuse to cooperate with others.

After seeing Hui and Si sell a pair of socks to a noblewoman, Qin Zhao finally understood this principle.

Looking at the pair of stockings on his table, Qin Zhao forced a smile and swallowed his saliva. He finally realized that he was tricked by Ye Qingling.

He was a man to begin with. Other than having a better understanding of the innate characteristics of women, he knew nothing about their preferences.

It didn't matter if he couldn't finish the mission by drinking water or eating. After all, this was a common occurrence in the past when he was on a mission.

But Hai Kou had already praised her. If she really couldn't sell a pair of socks, how would she face that narrow-minded woman?

This time, he had truly embarrassed himself... What should he do?

Qin Zhao looked at the other side with a troubled expression.

There was a newly opened children's clothing store on the opposite side of the street. In order to attract customers, the shop took advantage of the time when they were out of school to find a few naive and naive children.

The children, following the melody from the speakers at the door of the shop, were taking their young, young, mannequin steps.

Many children followed their parents. They all walked into the fashion shop.

I wish I were them.

Thinking about this, Qin Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up. He turned his head and faced Zhao Min, who was sitting under the umbrella near the supermarket and following the CEO's orders, and monitored him closely.

"What?"

Zhao Min looked around and said, "Are you thirsty?" "Let me tell you, besides me, the president will definitely send someone to monitor you. Are you going to admit defeat?"

She thought Qin Zhao couldn't stand it anymore and was ready to surrender, so he said that.

"Tch!"

Qin Zhao curled his lips in disdain. "A man who speaks out of the blue will never be able to keep up with his words." "If I can't sell a pair, I won't drink water. I won't go back on my word. I'll go to the WC."

"Then do you want to steal some cold water from WCC?" You don't know, do you? "Every time you go to the WCC, there will be people watching you from the shadows. You'd better give up."

Zhao Min's heart ached when she saw that his lips were a little dry and white.

"On."

Qin Zhao shook his head. Every time he went to the toilet, there would always be someone watching him. This could not be hidden from him …

At most, he would only feel disdain for Ye Qingling's pettiness.

Qin Zhao picked up a pair of stockings and said, "Help me look at them for five minutes."

With that, he quickly walked into the supermarket while Zhao Min still had her doubts about why he was still carrying the stockings when he went to the toilet.

"What does he want?"

Ten seconds after Mr. Qin left, the phone in Zhao Min's pocket rang. After the call connected, Ye Qingling's gloating voice could be heard.