In the face of the ridicule of these shopping guides, Ji Qianchen laughs but doesn't speak.
Sitting there lazily, waiting for these shopping guides to bring her clothes.
After a long time, no one took the clothes, but chose to ignore her.
It seems that these shopping guides are really in debt.
There are two or three women around the cash register, staring at the computer screen.
What are you talking about.
"My God, our president is so handsome."
"Handsome enough to explode."
"What are you looking at?" Ji Qianchen made it.
I just saw the live video of Ling Xiaohan sitting on the computer screen presiding over the quarterly meeting.
Ling Xiaohan, dressed in a black suit, sat in a chair with a serious smile. He held a document with his long fingers and talked to members of the conference room and major news media.
He had a natural sense of self-confidence and irresistible domineering authority.
With words and deeds, the charm burst out like a sculpture that seizes the sky skillfully.
Her husband is so handsome, even she is fascinated, let alone these small shopping guides.
"It's really handsome. What do you like about you Ling?" Ji Qianchen, like the head of a gossip Association, came to them to ask.
"You need to find it. Of course, it's handsome. Those talking stars and ink eyes, sexy thin lips and cold temperament."
"And a good figure."
"The most important thing is how much gold, which woman doesn't want to marry, it's really cheap that jiqianchen."
One of the girls, whose mouth couldn't be controlled, accidentally called out Ji Qianchen's name.
A man next to her rubbed her arm and motioned for her to shut up.
It's in Ji Qianchen's shop. Don't be presumptuous.
"I also think that Ling is so handsome and rich in gold. How could he get married suddenly and marry such an ordinary wife? Most importantly, he is so kind to that wife. I'm so jealous. There's no one else here. Just say it. " Ji Qianchen continued to stir up the topic with a bad smile.
She wanted to see how jealous and hateful these women were.
"It's true, as long as I think that Mr. Ling is married, my liver hurts."
"My heart aches."
"I'm annoyed."
One by one shopping guide because of playing more familiar, speak unbridled, each is a drama.
In the morning, the business in the store was not so good. Few people came in.
Ji Qianchen is the only one.
Several shopping guides suddenly felt as if they had lost their temper. They hurried to Ji Qianchen's side and asked impatiently, "Miss, do you still buy it?"
"I said I would try on the clothes over there, but you didn't try them?"
Ji Qianchen asked Qu Baba.
"Are you sure you can afford the clothes over there? If it's OK, we can give you a try. If it looks good, you must buy it. "
The shopping guide began to pick out clothes for Ji Qianchen.
On the basis of treating customers differently, we have now added a strong buy and sell policy.
Ji Qianchen bit his teeth and wrote down all the bad deeds of these shopping guides.
But the eyes of several shopping guides are poisonous.
The clothes chosen for her are very suitable in style and size.
She doesn't have to choose the profession, but this character is really not good.
After trying on two coats, Ji looked into the mirror and said, "yes, I'll take them, but I only have one thousand yuan on me. Can I have credit?"
"No, our shop is a one-time payment principle."
"Oh, well, I know your president. How about a discount?"
Ji Qianchen asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Cough Miss, don't be kidding. If everyone who enters the shop says that they know Mr. Ling, then our business can't be done. Besides, no one can know Mr. Ling, especially someone like you... "
The guide smiled awkwardly and said, it sounds very euphemism, but in fact, he told her that people like her could not know Mr. Ling at all.
"What am I like? What about poverty? How about I call you Mr. Ling? " Ji Qianchen takes out his mobile phone from his bag.
The shopping guide beside nodded, "as long as you can get through, we can directly give you free of charge."
"Wow, so good? Then wait for me. " Ji Qianchen picked up his mobile phone and pretended to make a phone call.
She didn't actually dial out.
After a while, Ji Qianchen came back and looked at several shopping guides with a puzzled face. "He doesn't answer the phone."
"I don't think it's lingzong's number at all. Pretend to show us who lingzong is. How could she have lingzong's number? There are so many cheaters." Several shopping guides huddled together to whisper.There was a look of disdain and disdain on his face.
"Cough, that young lady, I'm sorry. Let's not delay our time. Take off your clothes and give them back to us. You can go." The shopping guide reached out and asked her to take off the coat she had tried on.
"You don't do business. Is that how you treat your customers?" Ji Qianchen didn't take off his clothes either. He sat on the sofa and stared at them with his legs up.
Their behavior has caused Ji Qianchen serious anger.
Even if she is really an ordinary customer, without any background and authority, they should not use this attitude to talk to any customer.
Customers are God.
The success of a brand is not only the designer's credit, but also the excellent service behind a brand.
No matter how good-looking the clothes are, the service attitude is not good. The guests will not come again.
"Don't worry, I'll try another one."
"You don't have to. You don't know the president at all. You can't make it. The price of these two clothes is 100000 yuan in all. Even if it's 20% off, it's 80000 yuan. You only have 1000 yuan. There's no other way."
"What if I just want to buy this dress today? What are you going to do? "
"Then we'll give you ten minutes to raise money. After ten minutes, if you don't cooperate with us to take off your clothes, we'll have to ask for security assistance."
"Good, good."
Ji Qianchen nodded his head. He was "satisfied" with the service provided by these shopping guides.
Pick up the mobile phone and call Ling Xiaohan.
Although she knew he was in a meeting, she still wanted to borrow a minute from him.
Help her repair these ch brand store guides.
The phone was dialed, and it was soon put through.
Ji Qianchen also specially turned on the public address so that the salesmen could hear it well.
"What's the matter?" At the other end of the phone came Ling Xiao's cold, deep voice.
"Honey, I saw two clothes I wanted to buy."
"Then buy it."
"Is there a discount?"