Five-star talent! I'm determined to hire this employee!

"Everyone is curious about what I am going to say?"

Song Jiang glanced around, and the drivers with different expressions smiled slightly.

"Eat first to have the energy to think, serve the dishes!"

"Pah!"

There was a crisp applause, and the chef who served the dishes neatly carried the plates and placed the dishes on the left and right. The crisp collision sound of the ceramics aroused more and more curiosity.

But since the parties involved didn't say anything, they had to hold it in and started to eat heartily.

"What do you think this person wants to do by calling us here and inviting us to dinner?"

"I don't know, I didn't know him before."

"Is it a public welfare action?"

"Never mind! Eat it, this dish is really good!"

Amid the interlaced discussions, someone picked up the chopsticks and picked up the hairy crab, shaving the red paste and eating it fragrantly.

And the factory employees who were watching the excitement on the side swallowed their saliva, and Song Jiang passed by them and decisively gave them a look.

"Sit down, or these dishes will be in vain."

"Hehe! Thank you, boss!"

Someone responded crisply, impatiently sat at the empty table, picked up chopsticks and started eating.

Zhao Mingxuan ate carelessly with his bowl, looking up at Song Jiang from time to time. He didn't know anything about what happened today.

What was the boss thinking?

He didn't know.

When he was feeling depressed, Song Jiang had already sat down next to him.

"Boss!" He called subconsciously, and Song Jiang turned his head to look at him, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing" Zhao Mingxuan smiled awkwardly, watching Song Jiang eating happily, he was about to say something, and finally lowered his head to eat.

After everyone was full, Song Jiang stood up slowly and burped in front of everyone.

"Ge~"

Everyone was stunned for a moment and burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha——"

I thought it was something, just this?

"Are you all full?"

"Full!"

"Is it delicious?"

"Delicious!"

"Do you want to eat another meal?"

Everyone looked at each other, and a smart person shouted.

"I want to eat, but I'm afraid I won't be able to eat! The big boss has to show his skills now! Otherwise, I won't be able to eat this meal in peace!"

"Ouch!" Song Jiang laughed and said in a long tone: "It seems that you are all waiting anxiously-serve the dishes!"

Serve the dishes?

The fruit plate is left, and there are dishes?

When I was surprised, I saw the cook coming with a plate. Each table was a large plate, and on the plate was a thick stack of contracts.

The cover was clearly written.

[Tengsheng Agency Sales Contract]

A thick plate of dishes was placed in the middle. Everyone looked at each other, and finally someone reached out and picked up a copy and read it carefully.

Soon, all the contracts were searched out.

The whole place was silent, with only the pages turning.

The contract was very clear and simple.

As Party B, they can get 1,000 yuan per month from Party A, with no responsibility.

Their work content - none.

Many people have already taken a breath after seeing this. What is the difference between this and giving money?

No need to punch in, no need to listen to orders, the contract only states the content of making money.

In addition to the basic salary, if each person can sell a product, the commission will be calculated at 5% of the product price. Among them, if the customer requires on-site delivery, Party B needs to do it by itself.

At the same time, Tengsheng will issue some delivery orders, which can be accepted. Those who accept the order and deliver it safely are considered to have completed the sale and also receive commissions.

In other words.

Even if you don't sell, you can get this thousand for free.

The maximum freedom, once you take this contract, it is equivalent to finding yourself a risk-free extra income!

Huang Bohan, who has also read the content at this moment, couldn't help but exhale.

He knew in advance that Song Jiang might make a big move.

But, this is too exaggerated!

There are more than 100 brothers present.

The money spent every month alone is more than 100,000, and this 100,000 may not be recovered.

You have to know that the commission for a mattress of 1,880 is nearly 100, and each person can only make enough for the basic salary if he sells 10 mattresses per month.

At this moment, Ji Ziping, who was sitting at another table, holding the contract tightly in his hand, could not suppress his excitement.

Smart!

Too smart!

A combination of driver and salesperson.

Minimize the cost of recruiting salespersons, but for the driver, it is a considerable extra income.

Mutual benefit and win-win for both parties!

The person who came up with this idea is simply a genius!

The mobility of salespersons and the mobility of drivers - it can be said that every passenger who gets on the car can be their customer!

No, no, no, it's more than that! The driver can also complete the delivery at the same time!

One-step, real one-step!!

"Ji Ziping?"

Xi Lanhui whispered, she looked at the red-faced, abnormal young man next to her and was a little scared.

Ji Ziping took a deep breath, "It's okay, I'm thinking."

He raised his head again and looked deeply at Song Jiang standing by the table. He smiled and stretched out his hand to make a click.

"Next dish."

"More?"

The ceramic plate was repeated again, but this time it was filled with information about various products.

Everyone hesitated when they saw this, and stretched out their hands to start checking.

Although it was great to get 1,000 for free, they didn't mind making more.

"1888, latex mattress... honeycomb type is more comfortable..." Some people read it very seriously and memorized it in their brains, while others just glanced at it and pretended to read it.

"What the hell? There is still one for 660,000, which idiot would buy it?"

The driver, who offended all the rich people in the world with one sentence, looked at the high-priced mattress happily, "It's also a traditional Chinese medicine, who would buy it?"

"It's hard to say, if I sell one with a 5% commission, that's it." He stretched out his fingers and began to calculate, and got a shocked number.

"33,000!"

"Hiss-this commission is fierce!"

"But who would buy it!" The colleague next to him poured cold water on him, and then put the one introducing the elevated mattress aside.

This 1880 one can still be studied.

And just after everyone had read it, the familiar voice sounded again.

"Serve the food."

Serve the food?

Serve the food!

The moment the cook brought it up, everyone's eyes fell straight on the plate, no one was exempt!

The red banknotes seemed to have bewitched everyone's heart like a devil.

Without blinking, they saw it fall to the center of the dining table.

"Gulp."

I don't know who swallowed his saliva, and I don't know who stretched out his hand tremblingly and was hit down again.

"This, this thing?"

"Is this thing delicious?" The person who didn't dare to blink was talking nonsense.

"Want to eat?" Song Jiang asked with a smile, and saw the confused person nodded quickly, and he waved his hand.

The man stood up and walked towards him.

But no one thought he was stupid, but envied and jealous, until the man walked up to Song Jiang.

"I have a pen here, a signature pen."