58. Does Carrying a Nameplate Affect My Pretense?

Zhong Jiancheng was not surprised when Chen Hansheng asked for a mobile phone. Chen Hansheng was not an ordinary college student, so it was not surprising that he asked for anything.

Zhong Jiancheng looked at Chen Hansheng for a while: "You don't want 2,000 yuan for cigarettes, it's probably because of this phone."

Shentong Express belongs to the franchise system, and Zhong Jiancheng can become the general manager of Shentong Express Jiangling District, and a mobile phone is within his range.

Especially just now when Chen Hansheng deliberately gave favors to himself in school, Zhong Jiancheng thought it was a coup.

Chen Hansheng said with a smile: "The meaning is different. Tobacco is for the implementation of the project, and the mobile phone is for the development of the project. I should be regarded as a big agent of the school business now. It is not too much to apply for a mobile phone."

Zhong Jiancheng thought about it. Chen Hansheng had territory (two abandoned utility rooms with a huge flow of people), connections (the Youth League Committee got along very well), and status (the vice-minister of the student union and monitor) in the Finance Institute. Jiancheng nodded and said, "It's not too much."

"Let's go back to the store first. We just finished eating at noon. Let's drink a cup of tea to digest food."

Zhong Jiancheng didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either. He was going to discuss the agency price with Chen Hansheng.

In the office on the second floor of Tianyuan East Road, while making tea for Chen Hansheng, Zhong Jiancheng took out the price agreement and said: "This is Meng Xuedong's agency price, and he will make 50 cents for each piece he charges, but your conditions are different. You earn a profit for each piece you charge." How is Bamao?"

Chen Hansheng didn't say anything. He read the entire agreement carefully before asking: "I said before that I wanted to be the general agent of the Finance Institute, Dongda University, the School of Medicine, and the School of Engineering. What does Manager Zhong think?"

"That's no problem. You will be the general agent at that time, and they will all be your downlines. I don't care how you distribute the profits between the downlines. In short, your commission will be 80 cents."

Zhong Jiancheng agreed without hesitation. Chen Hansheng's potential and ability far surpassed other campus agents. Of course, he did not want to participate in specific matters.

For example, Zhong Jiancheng gave Chen Hansheng a commission of 80 cents per piece. If Chen Hansheng goes offline, he will divide the profit among the 80 cents. The final commission may only be 20 cents per piece, but the advantage is that it does not need Chen Hansheng did it himself.

Seeing Zhong Jiancheng's persistence, Chen Hansheng took a sip of tea and said, "Manager Zhong is a bit stubborn."

"Why, do you have any objection to the price?"

Zhong Jiancheng frowned and asked, no college student had ever raised his eyebrows about the commission before, and Chen Hansheng was the first one.

Chen Hansheng waved his hand: "I have no objection, I just have a better suggestion."

"What do you say."

"I think it's better to set a standard line. For example, if you reach a certain number of collections within a week, you can increase the commission from 80 cents to 1.2 yuan, and so on, which can motivate the enthusiasm of the downline... Manager Zhong, what have you been watching me do?"

As soon as Chen Hansheng proposed this idea, he saw Zhong Jiancheng staring at him in surprise before he finished speaking.

"Has your kid done business at home?"

"No."

"Then how do you know so much?"

"I studied management, and there are similar examples in the books."

Chen Hansheng, who fell asleep after class, took out the book again as a shield, but Zhong Jiancheng believed it: "No wonder it is said that there is a golden house in the book. Manager Chen, you just mentioned it, but I never thought of it."

Hearing the title "Manager Chen" at first, Chen Hansheng was a bit pretentious, and I finally became "Manager Chen" again.

"Manager Chen's proposal is very good. I will tell you when I calculate the standard, and I will start promoting it from you first. Do you have any other ideas?" Zhong Jiancheng asked seriously.

"I don't know how Manager Zhong collected the campus express before." Chen Hansheng asked again.

"Because the business volume of the school is not large, we collect every two to three days.

Send a car from here, and several schools will collect it together. "

Chen Hansheng thought for a while: "If the number of collections reaches a certain standard in the future, I will need a permanent collection staff in the school, so that I can collect as much as possible once a day to improve work efficiency."

Zhong Jiancheng nodded: "No problem, as long as you make a profit, it's a big deal to hire one more person."

Chen Hansheng threw a cigarette over and said with a smile, "I need to pay this person's salary. You just need to help find experienced employees."

"Are you here to post?"

Zhong Jiancheng pondered for a while, then looked at Chen Hansheng meaningfully: "Young people are so thoughtful, so aren't you firmly controlling the businesses of the four schools?"

"Does Manager Zhong still want to be the emperor? Managers only need to lie down and make money. Small matters must be properly distributed to subordinates."

Chen Hansheng said disapprovingly.

"I'm not a young lady, so I don't need to lie down and make money, but I can also agree to this one. When the time comes, I will send an honest and experienced collector over there, and I will also tell him clearly that Manager Chen is the boss who pays the wages."

Zhong Jiancheng pretended to be angry and said that he was actually quite happy in his heart. The more mature Chen Hansheng behaved, the more optimistic he was about the school market.

"Okay, then I'll be fine. I'll sign the agreement after Manager Zhong confirms the standards, and I'm ready to go back now."

Chen Hansheng said "go back" without moving his butt.

"Any thing else?"

Zhong Jiancheng asked strangely.

Chen Hansheng said with a smile: "I'm thinking about how to contact Manager Zhong quickly if I have new ideas in the future."

Zhong Jiancheng stood up with a "hum", walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out an unopened mobile phone: "I'm going to change the mobile phone, I'll use it for you first."

Chen Hansheng took it over and looked at it. The Nokia 5210 was a very classic model. He casually unpacked it and threw it on the ground.

Zhong Jiancheng stared blankly: "Is this your first mobile phone?"

"That's right."

Chen Hansheng replied.

Zhong Jiancheng's eyes were a bit complicated: "When I bought my first mobile phone, I couldn't understand the English manual inside and was reluctant to throw it away."

"That's too hypocritical."

Chen Hansheng patted his buttocks and stood up. This time he was going to leave for real. By the way, he also got a mobile card in Yiwu Commodity Center.

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In the evening, Chen Hansheng went to the student union on time. There were quite a few people in the activity room. They were all ministers or deputy ministers of various departments. The meeting had not officially started yet, and the student leaders were all standing together and chatting loosely.

Since the main topic of this meeting is to organize the freshman party, the position of the external relations department is relatively important. The three vice chairmen are all communicating with Qi Wei and Yao Qingguo.

Seeing Chen Hansheng approaching, Qi Wei said hello, "Chen Hansheng, come get your student union nameplate."

With this call out, the voice in the activity room suddenly became much quieter. Many people had already heard of Chen Hansheng's name, and they were very curious about the freshman who overthrew the former vice minister Zhou Xiao and took over himself.

Regardless, Chen Hansheng walked over to get the nameplate with a smile on his face, which read: Chen Hansheng, Deputy Director of the External Relations Department of the Department of Humanities and Social Sciences.

"This doesn't need to be hung around your neck all day, right?"

Chen Hansheng and Qi Wei said.

Before Qi Wei could answer, Zuo Xiaoli, the vice chairman with gloomy eyes, reprimanded him: "You'd better not bring it, I'm really worried that you will lose the image of the student union!"

"Your mother has never finished."

Chen Hansheng turned his head impatiently, Qi Wei hurriedly stood in the middle, she was afraid that Chen Hansheng would get upset and beat Zuo Xiaoli.

However, Chen Hansheng didn't do anything. He saw a black BB machine pinned to Zuo Xiaoli's waist, and a metal chain at the end was connected to the case, forming a curve and hanging on the belt.

"It's okay, I'm just asking."

Chen Hansheng suddenly put the brand new Nokia 5210 on the table with a "snap" from his pocket: "I just want to ask, will the nameplate of the student union affect my operation of the phone with one hand?"

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