I Don’t Want To Be Popular Chapter 46: Congratulations on billing
"Okay, but it's better to come back early. I'm going to the concert at 7:30 in the evening." Chen Chuan said.
"Okay, then I'll tell her on WeChat. Mr. Chen is so elegant, go to the concert, who is it? Oh I see, it's the queen, right? I remember that her magic show was recently. I heard that more than 50 big-name stars have been invited, which is very interesting." Wang Ran said.
Huang Sixian said, "Chen, Mr. Chen, after the concert, how about I treat you to a late-night snack? I'll wait for you outside the venue, and the music restaurant on Minjiang Road is open until 3 am. There are many resident singers there. Great, looks like one of your school's alumni."
Chen Chuan has already seen the current situation.
He also worked, until the phenomenon of "order grabbing" among colleagues.
He is Wang Ran, but Huang Sixian has worked with him before, so he is a regular customer?
At this time, Guan Shanyue's salesman said: "Mr. Chen, the choice is yours, you can do what you want? You can look at the neighbors in Building 23 before making a decision? Let's go back to the sales hall first. Drink tea and wait."
"Okay, go back first." Chen Chuan said.
Due to the large area of the community, Chen Chuan made a kind of electric flatbed shuttle bus, and the salesmen got on the bus and took Chen Chuan to take the first step.
In the rearview mirror, Wang Ran and Huang Sixian were standing in front of the villa talking. Wang Ran took out her cell phone and started to make a call.
After ten minutes.
Chen Chuan was sitting in the luxuriously decorated sales hall, sipping the fragrant tea brought by the sales, when he saw Wang Ran walk in.
"Mr. Chen has been waiting for a long time." Wang Ran smiled and sat opposite.
"Where is Huang Sixian?"
"Oh, she took a taxi back to the company first. Mr. Chen, I have real photos here, you can take a look first, you can see this is pastoral style, this is simple beauty, this is Mediterranean, this is mix and match, this is Korean style, this is the new Chinese style..." Wang Ran pulled the chair, sat on Chen Chuan's side, bent over, and leaned over in front of him with a lower posture than Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan leaned back and took the phone to look.
Wang Ran simply left the seat, crouched directly beside Chen Chuan, pointed at the phone, and explained patiently and meticulously.
Her voice was no longer as cold as on the phone, but with a vibrato, so that even the tips of her fingers trembled. She breathed lightly and adjusted her state. She might also realize that she was a little lost.
But in the face of this list, it doesn't matter whether it's a gaffe or not.
To win is to win.
It's 5 o'clock in the afternoon.
Wang Ran looked at WeChat and saw that the owner of No. 23 had returned, so she excitedly said, "Let's go, Mr. Chen, the owner is back. The owner is a financial elite with a high level of aesthetics. Whether it is character or temperament, they are all It is the taste of the elite. She has studied at UCLS, and I am an alumnus of the same school, my last classmate."
The two of them were talking and arrived at Building 23.
On the other side, Huang Sixian returned to the company, clenching her fists, her knuckles turning white.
She stood in front of the mirror in the company's bathroom, her face twisted and her teeth gritted. The anger made her delicate face look terrifying. She took a few heavy breaths and slowly calmed down. She looked at the time. It was 5:40 pm. At this time, Wang Ran had already taken Chen Chuan to Building 23 to see the real scene.
Boom boom!
There is a knock on the door outside the bathroom.
Huang Sixian rubbed her face with both hands, softening the distorted and stiff facial lines due to anger, and then smiled at the mirror before opening the door, walked out of the bathroom, and smiled at the people outside.
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"Here I use the contrast color concept of ContrastColor, and the background wall designed is also called CC language in the British fashion industry. However, if this design is not properly operated, the visual impact will be too strong, too much. So I added a bit of broken lace here to neutralize the excess." Wang Ran introduced to Chen Chuan, "Here we use a hollow design, this hollow wooden frame will make the space more layered... Sister Yanjing likes it. Movement, so the design of this yoga room follows the concept of logs, which come from the Zen family's emptiness, silence, and tranquility, expressing the concept of the unity of nature. This log highlights the absence of self, form, and thought. "
"Coffee." A woman in a small gray suit next to her is Li Yanjing, the owner of Building 23, a senior gold-collar worker at Haiqin Financial Center.
She carried a tray and brought coffee to Chen Chuan and Wang Ran.
Following Wang Ran's introduction, Chen Chuan visited the dormitory of this financial elite.
Shoe cabinets with brand-new high-heeled shoes, various exquisite bags on the entrance countertop, three-pointed star car keys in the storage basket, crystal bracelets, a spotless floor table top, artistic hanging paintings, and a dazzling cloakroom , the plump succulents on the balcony, the coffee machine on the bar, the Dell Alien notebook, the ipad, the large king solid wood bed, the high mattress, the retro wall lamp at the head of the bed, the yoga mat in the fitness room, the yoga ball, The wall-mounted TV in front of the walking machine, the chocolate bricks in the bathroom, the washbasin full of cosmetics, perfumes, lipsticks, etc., a few pairs of earrings, necklaces, crystal hairpins, a large bathtub, and a few bottles of red wine on one side… …
Her attitude was neither cold nor indifferent, standing quietly beside her with coffee. When Wang Ran was talking to her, she nodded or replied softly.
After looking at this villa of the same type, Chen Chuan made a decision: "Wang Design, you can do my house. How much does it cost to decorate this house?"
"Sister Yanjing's house..." Wang Ran asked the owner with her eyes, and when she saw the owner nodded, she dared to say, "It cost less than 3 million."
"Then I'll pay 3 million in advance, you can draw up a contract, I'll pay you, and you can list all the expenses later," Chen Chuan said.
"No problem, brother, don't worry, our company is absolutely fair and transparent, and Sister Yanjing knows this." Wang Ran's heartbeat quickened and she said quickly.
Wang Ran trotted all the way back to the car to get the contract, supplemented it, charged Chen Chuan 3 million, and issued a receipt.
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In Yuanzhu Design Company.
Huang Sixian's eyes fell on the calendar, she suddenly thought of something, stood up "thumbly", and walked to a male colleague's desk.
The male colleague felt an icy shadow beside him and looked up.
"Wang Qiang, you are in charge of the marketing department. Let me ask, whose business card should I put in the Guanshanyue area this week?" Huang Sixian asked.
"Guan Shanyue, let me take a look." Wang Qiang flipped through the calendar on his desk, "I put it to you, what's wrong?"
"Are you sure you let me go?" Huang Sixian asked through gritted teeth.
Wang Qiang nodded.
Buzz! Buzz!
At this time, the Yuanzhu work group rang.
Wang Ran: Congratulations on opening the bill and winning the renovation of Building No. 7 of Guanshanyue's single-family villa. The customer has made a payment of 3 million. ! !
Design Zhang: Wow! congratulations!
Sun Design: Congratulations to Sister Wang for winning the big order~IndoMTL.com~ rise!
Ma Design: Sprinkle flowers and flowers, treat your guests!
Huang Sixian saw the message, her heart beat faster, her blood was surging, her silver teeth were clenched, and she asked Wang Qiang word by word, "Put my business card, then why did Wang Ran bill in Guan Shanyue?"
"Really? Let me see... oh, it's really open. Maybe the client contacted her through other channels?" Wang Qiang said.
Pop!
A clear slap sound resounded throughout the company.
"What am I going to do with you? Guan Shanyue should have put my business card on, but you gave Wang Ran's? Are you still pretending to be confused with me? You think I don't know about you and Wang Ran? A market A design department, just cooperate like this? Why don't you." Huang Sixian was impatient and stomped her feet.
Pop!
Another slap, loud and clear.
Wang Qiang sat on the chair, staring at Huang Sixian with wide eyes. There were five finger prints on his left and right faces, but he didn't dare to say a word when he was photographed by Huang Sixian's current aura.
In the company, several groups of customers who were doing business here were stunned.
What design company is this? Is the designer slapped in the face so skillfully and cruelly?
The door to the boss's office opens.
"Huang Sixian, come in." The boss called out with a livid face.
When Huang Sixian thought about how much of her 100,000-dollar commission, it was because this grandson was a trickster that she almost exploded in anger. She picked up the plastic folder on the table and smashed it down on Wang Qiang's head.
Crash! Documents are scattered all over the place.
"Pull open, come open!"
A group of colleagues flocked to pull Huang Sixian away.
Several customers who were talking about decoration here were scared out of the door.
The boss's face was as cold as ice: "Huang Sixian, have you had enough trouble?"
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