City: The Lottery Starts From Settling Down

The store manager refused to listen to the advice and insisted on taking over the business of Guanlan Community, which made the atmosphere in the store very bad.

Xu Wenchang spoke first with a cold face: "For two months, I starved them for two months. According to the original plan, they will starve to death this month."

"But at this critical moment, you gave them another order and gave them another mouthful of milk. Now they can live another month."

This is the strategy Xu Wenchang mentioned before, he is going to hang on to the properties of Guanlan Community so that they have nothing to take over.

But he never expected that he would be broken by Fang Sijin all of a sudden, which had to make Xu Wenchang angry.

Later, Lao Xie also talked about Guanlan Community's practice of intercepting customers privately and completely ignoring the rules.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Fang Sijin asked coldly.

"I told you earlier, please listen..."

Lao Xie now understood the manager of the house, so he had no choice but to shake his head.

After Lao Xie finished speaking, Zhu Shanshan pushed everyone away and began to spray.

"Yes, my aunt was the first person on this street to make the decision not to do business in their community. Later, the store next door stopped doing it."

Then he gave a lecture and severely criticized Fang Sijin's behavior.

Zhu Shanshan had also been suppressed by the new store manager for too long, and finally found a chance to vent, and it was for a legitimate reason.

Although she felt relieved after venting her anger, Lu Yuan could not help but look at her with some sympathy.

"Why are you still here? Hand out leaflets!"

Sure enough, the store manager Fang roared angrily.

Hearing her roar, Zhu Xianxian couldn't help but shrink his neck, and suddenly came back to his senses, like a deflated rubber ball.

Seeing this, Aunt Xu gestured to the brothers behind her.

Wang Zijian also quickly pulled Zhu Shanshan away.

"Why didn't you explain the matter clearly yesterday?" Manager Fang said with a slightly complaining tone.

"I have to catch up with you, and you have to give me a chance to talk!"

Aunt Xu put her hands in her pockets, her tone full of helplessness and anger.

Lao Xie tugged at Aunt Xu, fearing that they would quarrel again, and joked: "My blood pressure has gone up."

Then he said to the store manager: "You completely disrupted our rhythm."

After finishing speaking, he sat down helplessly.

"It's okay to disrupt our rhythm. Now the invisible harmony of the agency companies on the entire street has been disrupted. People think it's because we don't follow the rules. Let me tell you, be careful when going out these days."

Wang Zijian's words were full of sarcasm and warning.

"Manager Fang, don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, they won't dare to do anything to you."

Loushanguan quickly stepped forward to express his loyalty.

Now he no longer has too many scruples. Since he has chosen to side with the new store manager, how can he not show off for such a rare opportunity?

As everyone finished talking, Manager Fang was left sitting in his seat to reflect.

At this time, Fang Sijin also had some regrets.

After all, as Aunt Xu and others said, her doing so did disrupt the layout and may even cause losses to the store.

She also felt that she had taken it for granted.

Since arriving at this store, I have been unable to integrate into this store and blend in with everyone's rhythm.

This will not only affect the efficiency of the work at the same time, but it will also not be good if you are involved in it.

So, she started thinking about it and trying to fit into the atmosphere of the store.

However, what happened next quickly overturned her thoughts.

Because the neighbor's aunt put her dog in the store for foster care. What's even more outrageous is that the store not only collects express delivery for nearby communities, but even helps people babysit?

This simply made her mentally depressed.

When he came to Aunt Xu's office, he knocked hard on the folder on the table and pointed at the messy situation outside.

"These people come in and mess up the atmosphere in the store. When customers see it, they will think that we don't look like a serious business."

"Besides, the storefront is worth every inch of land. We can use roll-up banners to advertise for decoration companies and paint brands. Isn't that better than delivering express delivery?"

"Do you have a dog now?"

The store manager yelled at Xu Wenchang angrily.

However, store manager Xu didn't seem to take it seriously, and even asked in a daze: "Do you think it's chaotic?"

"Don't you think it's a mess?" Fang Sijin almost laughed angrily.

"That's when you have never seen the real chaos. At the most, I took care of five children and three dogs, and it happened to be during the peak period of Double Eleven. You have no idea how lively it was at that time."

Store manager Xu seemed to take it for granted, even proud of it.

Hearing what he said, the store manager was so angry that he was speechless.

Before she could say anything, Lao Xie pushed out a chair and said with a smile: "We have opened eight more orders because we collect express delivery for our customers."

After listening to what Lao Xie said, Store Manager Xu also nodded solemnly.

However, listening to the noisy sound, the manager was very annoyed. Even if what the other party said was reasonable, she couldn't accept it.

So he shouted to Lao Xie coldly: "Why do you stay in the office all day? Do you have nothing to do?"

As an old man, Lao Xie is so thick-skinned that he hides after making random lies.

In response to this, the manager of the store also stared at Xu Wenchang, with the meaning in his eyes: Is this the employee you manage?

Store manager Xu felt a little embarrassed by the other party and could only deal with it silently.

...

Turn around.

The atmosphere in the store is as good as ever.

During this period, the store manager was anxious about the rice dumplings that Mr. Yao had agreed to order, so he had no choice but to call to urge him.

But the other party's reply was just perfunctory and did not mention the intention of sending the rice dumplings at all.

He even left a message before hanging up the phone: "Don't rush me, it's like I owe you."

In fact, this is an obvious thing. The so-called store spending money to order rice dumplings from Mr. Yao is just an excuse.

Received the money, zongzi? nonexistent!

So, it’s so shameless!

Bad money, it smells so good!