God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun drove his car and parked at the gate of Treasure Pavilion. Originally, he wanted to go to the ghost market. He thought that everyone now knows him. If he goes there, he will go for nothing. It is impossible to buy anything. Just drink tea .

Song Yun walked into the Zhenbao Pavilion and found that Tang Miaomiao had already arrived and was answering the phone. After receiving a call, he just wanted to say hello, and immediately rang again. The call lasted for nearly an hour and counted. At once, there are more than 15.

"Is our business so busy now?!"

"So many people are looking for us to order antiques?!"

Song Yun poured a cup of tea for Tang Miaomiao. She hadn't stopped talking at all in the past hour.

"Hey!"

"It should be the influence of the story of Yuan Qinghua's character story that was fake. Now that more and more people know about our Jumbo Pavilion, the business will naturally increase accordingly."

Tang Miaomiao shook his head with a little bit of distress. He was very anxious when there was little business. Now that he has more business, he has to answer the phone all day. This is also a very distressing thing. This is the typical legendary pain and happiness. .

"You can't go on like this, you can't answer the phone all day."

Song Yun thought for a while and felt that someone should be appointed to answer the phone. Tang Miaomiao must get out of this matter and do some more important things. Now it takes a lot of money to answer the phone every day. The time, but it is not worth the loss.

Tang Miaomiao was stunned. After tens of seconds, he slapped himself fiercely. Why can't he remember such a thing? After answering the phone for such a long time, he was distressed every day. All other things were delayed, and there was no time to deal with it. For a few thousand yuan, no more than 10,000 yuan at the most, you can hire a beautiful girl or a sunny and handsome little wolf dog to answer the phone. What a joy to be able to work while being seductive.

"Song Yun, why didn't you tell me this earlier?"

Tang Miaomiao glared at Song Yun fiercely. If I had said this earlier, I wouldn’t need to be so tired during this period of time. You must know that my ears get fever every day when I answer the phone during this period. The battery has to be used up to five yuan a day. One can imagine how large the number of phones is.

Song Yun touched his nose and was speechless. It was true that she had not thought of this, but Tang Miaomiao did not think of it herself. Why did it all become her own fault?

Tang Miaomiao stopped paying attention to Song Yun, and immediately made a call and found a headhunting company. He just wanted to find a front desk to answer the phone. There were not many requirements. As long as he was serious and responsible, the headhunting company was very Provide that candidate for an interview soon.

"Sister Tang, this movement is a little too quick, right?!"

Song Yun couldn't help saying something when he saw Tang Miaomiao's ups and downs.

"Furious?!"

"I can't wait to decide this matter right away, to find someone earlier, I can get out of this matter earlier, I have been fed up with it these days, and I have to answer the phone all the time. , This is too painful!"

Tang Miaomiao was talking while waving the mobile phone he was holding in his hand. The reason for picking up this matter in person at the beginning was that he thought that he could maintain a relatively close relationship with the customer. Another more important reason was that, I never thought that the business would be so busy. There were more and more calls. After I was so busy, I never thought of asking someone to do this. Now I suddenly realized that it was still possible to do this, and I couldn’t wait. Go down.

"It's not you who answered the phone, you simply don't realize the feeling that your phone might ring all the time!"

Tang Miaomiao couldn't help but fought a cold war as he spoke. This matter had become a nightmare, but fortunately, the troubles disappeared soon.

Song Yun didn't dare to speak any more, and this matter could not be said anymore, otherwise Tang Miaomiao would definitely use himself as a punching bag again.