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Ge Wen adjusted his strategy in time, no longer playing emotional games with Joan, and he will go straight to the point.
"Really, you have to believe me. I really wanted to accompany you that day, but I didn't know each other, so I was afraid that you might misunderstand. I didn't expect that I would meet you at the gate of the municipal committee later. Alas, it's not easy for us outsiders. If I can do it Even if it is just one order, the company will not fire me. Sister Qiong, maybe you don¡¯t know much about the insurance industry. In **, people who do insurance are living in Mid-Levels and Repulse Bay. I do this, There's definitely a future, and I'm fit, really fit, and I like it."
She was moved by his enthusiasm. She said: "If I can help you by paying for one, then pay for it!"
"Then you have given me the greatest support! Sister Qiong, how about I recommend another insurance for you, I believe it must be the most suitable for you?"
"Actually, I have no interest in insurance at all, and I don't need it. But, tell me, it doesn't matter if you buy one."
"Then buy the one that receives a life annuity!"
He was selling life insurance. The amount of this type of insurance is more than 100,000, and his income will be considerable. And as far as he judged, she would not refuse this amount.
"You said that these life insurance benefits are only available after I reach the age of 60. However, at that time, money means nothing to me at all, does it?"
"Yes, and no." The shrewd Zhejiang man said. "With it, you can feel at ease now. Although people like you will be guaranteed everything in the future, who knows what will happen in the future? You will not have a unit to pay wages in the future, but get social insurance, right? So as long as you If you are capable, you should consider and prepare more for yourself. In this society, no one knows what will happen tomorrow, and some people rely on accumulating wealth to increase their ability to resist risks. If you don¡¯t do business or start a company, then only Rely on buying insurance to resist unknown risks, sister Qiong, are you right?"
Joan could not refuse him.
In fact, he has already grasped a little bit of the chaotic state she is in now: she doesn't care about money or the meaning of reality, her heart is elsewhere.
He has only been in the south for more than a year, but during this year, he has learned things that he could not learn in the previous ten years.
After learning, you must be good at using it.
To deal with people, you have to learn psychology. He is the one who understands psychologically what he should hunt for: middle-aged women who can be attracted to young men like him; the ability to pay high premiums.
The most ideal state is to use certain psychological needs and emotional awareness of female clients to put them in a delicate relationship. In this way, often after a period of time, he can easily negotiate his own business.
Therefore, he has always targeted his clients as women aged 30 to 50 with an annual income of more than 50,000.
Different objects require different methods of approach and communication, and the "subtle" situations are also different. For a more traditional one like Joan, that means drinking wine and sipping coffee together more than once.
Of course, she pays the bill every time.
She was almost drunk, gently shaking the half glass of red wine in the goblet, and said with a strange smile: "Why don't you have sex insurance? And marriage insurance? But, in that case, you will definitely lose everything!" "
Yes, this is a kind and simple woman, born in the late 1970s, but she looks like a little girl born in the 1980s.
She can also be childish.
People born in the 1970s grew up in the cracks of the times and had nothing for them. They have no suffering, let alone happiness. Their faces may be those of people born in the 1970s and 1980s, or those of people born in the 1960s. As for the mind, it depends on its respective growth environment and the effect of self-education. If a woman born in the 1970s has the romantic feelings of women in Western literature in the 19th century, it is not surprising at all.
Ge Wen can't control so much.
From the day he entered the industry, he understood that the goal is the most important. When the manager of the company's southern China region gave them a big lesson, the "strong woman" who was also born in the 1960s first taught them to set a goal for themselves . For them, goals are represented by numbers. In specific actions, the goal is to acquire customers and sign insurance policies.
He squinted at Joan slightly, at the moment she was being severely eroded by the pain in her heart, and the pain and wine combined to become the best anesthetic, and she fell into a slight dizziness.
This is the most ideal state for the ideal goal, many young women are in a similar state (another slightly dizzy state, which is longing for affection and being?? neck.
He strode over, grabbed her arm, and whispered in her ear: "Come back with me, don't be ashamed here!"
Shyly yelped and broke free from him.
Her cry is exaggerated, because she naturally likes crowds and likes to be noticed by everyone. She will call out for everyone to hear.
In the place with purple lights ahead, a brown bearded man with a big nose blew a kiss to her, and she winked back at him with one eye.
Seeing Luo Zi, Joan stood up involuntarily.
"Joan!" Luo Zi was very surprised.
"Joan, I haven't seen you for a long time, I" His voice trembled, and he let go of Shyly's hand.
Joan was pale and silent.
"Joan, who are you with? Can we find a place to talk?"
He looked at Ge Wen who was opposite Joan, and Ge Wen took the opportunity to stand up.
"Sister Qiong, let me go first, so I won't delay you!"
Ge Wen glanced at Luo Zi, and quickly slipped away.
Luo Zi sat on Ge Wen's seat, leaned over to look at Joan, and at the same time grabbed her hands on the table.
Of course shyly didn't allow them to play classic movies in front of her, and shouted angrily: "Luo Zi, what are you doing? Are you making an appointment with this ****?"
Luo Zi turned his head and yelled in a low voice: "Don't you see what you look like! You go back!"
"You stinky man, I sleep with you every day, but you are thinking about this ****, this married woman!"
Shyly started to make noise.
The brown Latino whistled.
The restaurant manager was about to step forward, but when he saw it was Luo Zi, he hesitated for a moment, and then backed away.
"Joan!" Luo Zi looked at her, pleading in his voice.
"Who is she?" whispered Joan, with a frightening look on her face.
"she¡¡"
"Is she your wife?" Joan didn't let it go.
"No, it's not!"
"But she has been living with you?" Joan's voice was extremely cold.
"Yes Joan, I love you, you should know"
His words only added to Joan's rage.
She stood up suddenly, picked up the wine glass, and poured a full glass of wine on his face.
Luo Zi was caught off guard and covered his eyes that were irritated by the wine and hurt like needles.
Joan pushed shyly away so hard that she bumped into Roz.
Shyly turned around and was about to curse, but Joan had already run out and disappeared into the night. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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