All-Around Forward Swingman

Yang Shan walked into the shopping mall and came directly to the men's clothing store on the second floor. After going upstairs from the escalator, the first thing he saw was half Nike and half Adidas. among.

"Hello, sir, what do you need?" A young caucasian blond beauty clerk asked first after Yang Shan stepped into the store, but there were about seven clerks in the store, and the other six didn't even look at Yang Shan. Take a look.

"It's okay, I'll just take a look."

"Here are the co-branded sneakers that Kobe Bryant has just launched. We only have two pairs in the store. Do you like them?" the beautiful clerk patiently recommended to Yang Shan.

Yang Shan wanted to speak, but was stopped by another middle-aged woman who was sitting there as if she was the store manager: "Riel, what are you doing, who told you to take these shoes? You can afford to pay for it if you break it? "

Yang Shan was also attracted by these words. He glanced at the label on the shoes, which marked 999$, converted into soft sister coins, about 7,500 yuan, a pair of shoes worth nearly 100,000 to 10,000 yuan.

"How do you know I can't afford it?" Yang Shan looked at the middle-aged store manager in front of him with interest.

"Look at the clothes you're wearing. How can you afford a thousand-dollar shoes if they're all street goods?" The middle-aged woman was in a bad mood today, because the turnover of her store this year was a full two dollars lower than that of Adidas next door. Ten percentage points, thus being warned by the head office.

"The store manager..." the beautiful shopkeeper Riel wanted to say something to the middle-aged store manager, but was stared back by the middle-aged store manager's eyes. In fact, Riel had already recognized Yang Shan, the kind-hearted She wanted to tell the store manager but she turned her back fiercely.

"Is this kind of service for you Nike?" Yang Shan was a little dissatisfied, and he already had some opinions on the company Nike at this time.

"Get out of here quickly, or I'll call security!" the store manager said fiercely.

"Hehe, I'm leaving." Yang Shan walked out and came to the Adidas store. At this time, all the shopping guides in the Adidas store stood in a row. After Yang Shan entered the door, the service attitude was extremely good.

Although Yang Shan didn't sell anything, several shopping guides still said goodbye enthusiastically.

"Hey, Swift, please send me the mobile phone number of Nike executives." Standing at the door of the counter, Yang Shan took out his mobile phone and called Taylor.

"What's wrong?" Taylor asked a little confused.

"I'll tell you later, you send me your phone number first.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Shan went back into the Adidas store and bought a pair of sportswear for more than three hundred dollars, and then dialed the mobile phone number sent by Taylor.

"Hello, who is it?" A middle-aged voice came out of the phone receiver, asking with some doubts.

"I want to ask what is your position in Nike?" Yang Shan directly asked this person what is his position before deciding how to tell him about it.

"I'm the vice president of Nike North America, in charge of contract sales, who are you?"

"I'm Yang Shan, we made an appointment this afternoon, but I don't want to sign with Nike anymore." Yang Shan's tone was filled with strong dissatisfaction.

"Yang, I'm sorry, I want to know what is the reason why you don't want to sign with Nike Air. Can you tell me something?" The president is a little worried. He is afraid that Adidas has given Yang Shan more excellent conditions to make Yang Shan Ditch Nike.

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"How long does it take you to come to the Houston department store?" Yang Shan decided to let the president in charge of sales take a look at the face of the store manager hired by their Nike counter.

"Thirty minutes! Thirty minutes at most." The president said hastily when he heard that there was a turning point in Yang Shan's words.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the door of the Nike counter in the Houston department store." After Yang Shan finished speaking, he hung up the phone. At this time, the vice president who had just got off the plane and was about to meet Yang Shan in the afternoon was listening to the phone. busy signal, and said to the driver: "Go to the Houston Department Store, hurry up."

Yang Shan waited for about fifteen minutes, and then saw three people coming out of the stairs in a hurry. Among them, the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses looked around, found Yang Shan, and walked towards him.

"Yang, I'm Court, nice to meet you." The president never expected to meet Yang Shan here.

"Okay, you just need to watch it, and you will understand." After Yang Shan finished speaking, he walked into the Nike store again.

"Why are you coming in again? You're coming in and I'm going to call the security guard!!" The Caucasian woman saw Yang Shan coming in again, and shouted loudly.

"Am I not a customer? Why not let me in?" Yang Shan asked intentionally.

"What can you afford? Get the hell out!" The store manager had already noticed that Yang Shan had changed into an Adidas sportswear, and became even more annoyed, his voice raised a few degrees.

"Mr. Court, you can see, I don't have the slightest thought of signing a contract with Nike anymore. It's not my fault, it's only yourselves to blame." Yang Shan shook his hand and walked away after finishing speaking. .