I'll Treat Them

Frank and Joanna, led by Ariel, came to the side of the car.

And those onlookers, separated by the rope again, could only watch Frank go in enviously from a distance.

Frank approached.

An unwilling shout came from this Aston Martin.

Aston Martin Valkyrie: "Bro! I just heard you bought me? Oh my god! Finally! I've been here for so long and finally got a chance to hit the road!"

Frank smiled and replied in his heart: Don't worry, there are opportunities for you to run happily.

Aston Martin Valkyrie: "Thank you bro, drive me how fast you want to run, in a word, I will speed up you even if I do my best!"

After leaving the factory, it has basically never been on the road, or has actually driven.

As a sports car, it has long been itching!

"Mr. Frank, you go in and try."

Ariel took the initiative to open the door for Frank.

Frank nodded, then got up and sat in the driver's seat.

Fully wrapped sports seats are very comfortable.

Inside, the interior matches the exterior.

The center console and door trim panels are all covered with black leather and embellished with silver stitching. The console is also painted with piano black interior panels to show a delicate touch.

If I have to describe it, it is restrained luxury!

This interior workmanship is completely in line with the identity of a sports car of more than 20 million US dollars.

"is acceptable."

After trying it, Frank got out of the car with satisfaction.

However, there are too many people in the store, and it is not so easy to drive out, and a road for sports cars needs to be cleared.

This requires help from the store.

"Mr. Frank, are you still satisfied?" Ariel asked cautiously beside him.

"It's a nice car." Frank nodded in satisfaction.

Outside, a man in a professional suit with the name manager on his badge came over.

"Hello Mr. Frank, my name is Derek Gill and I'm the manager of this store."

As soon as Derek approached, he respectfully introduced himself.

He heard that the car in the store was finally sold, the funds were returned, and he was so happy that he hurried over to meet the owner.

Generally, you can afford this kind of car, and the deposit in your hand starts with hundreds of millions of dollars.

The average boss, even if he has a lot of billions of dollars in assets, will not be willing to spend more than 20 million dollars on a sports car that is not very practical.

And the bosses who can spend tens of millions of dollars to buy a sports car are basically rich people who can throw more than 20 million dollars with no problem!

Such a rich man, the more he knows, the better.

"Derek, right?" Frank didn't show much interest.

"It's me, it's me." Derek nodded repeatedly, very flattering, then looked at Ariel, the salesman next to him, and said with a smile: "Ariel, you did a good job, I'll give you a one-year salesman's guaranteed contract tomorrow!"

"Thank you manager!" Ariel quickly thanked with joy.

She is living such a poor life now because she has not sold even a single car.

It is different with a guaranteed minimum contract for a salesperson. Even if the sales task is not completed, at least one year, there will be a guaranteed minimum salary of nearly 5,000 US dollars per month.

Just like the $300,000 commission, it was a big surprise!

Derek nodded in satisfaction.

Compared with the sale of this sports car, which took up tens of millions of dollars, a mere guaranteed contract is really nothing.

"Derek!"

At this moment, Joanna suddenly stood up, with a hint of resentment: "I finally see you, the manager, I want to complain to a few salesmen. Since we came in, he has been rude to the two of us!"

"What's the matter?" Derek shouted, then looked angry, and said to Joanna very seriously: "You tell me their names and numbers, and I will take them seriously!"

"This..." Joanna faltered.

Those people were so annoying, she didn't even bother to look at them, where would she remember their names and numbers.

"There's nothing I can do about it." Derek shrugged helplessly.

"Is it so easy to let them go?" Joanna was not convinced.

But at this moment, Joanna's eyes caught it, just outside this exhibition area, those salesmen were all there!

These salesmen saw that Frank bought a sports car in the financial room, and they were a little unwilling to be robbed by Ariel alone.

So they all followed, wondering if there was a way to restore a little image and snatch the big client Frank from Ariel.

Therefore, they all appeared outside the exhibition area.

"It's them!" Joanna pointed to the people.

"Is it them?" Derek saw this and smiled apologetically at Frank and Joanna: "Mr. Frank, don't worry, I will take it seriously!"

After speaking, he quickly walked towards the salesmen with a very serious expression on his face.

After standing still, he started to reprimand the salesmen with a straight face.

"How many times have I told you... Treat guests with enthusiasm... instead of being a noble with a straight face!"

"I've seen everything you've done... Let's do it, everyone will deduct three months' wages!"

Derek trained a lot, and finally gave a plan, deducting all wages for three months.

"It's also appropriate to handle it this way." Joanna was behind, most of the anger disappeared.

"Do you think it's appropriate?" Frank looked at Joanna calmly.

"What's wrong, I've already deducted three months' salary..." Joanna was puzzled.

"Oh, but you know, they're all sales!" Frank snorted coldly.

Everyone knows that the wages of salespeople are pitifully low, and basically every salesperson does not live on wages.

So it doesn't matter at all about salary deductions!

In other words, this Derek was just pretending to show him from start to finish!

It's not that I really want to punish these salesmen!

"This can't be done!" Joanna was dissatisfied.

How can you let go of a few hateful salesmen so easily.

She thought so, and was about to go to the theory.

"Don't worry." Frank grabbed Joanna and whispered in her ear, "I'll find a way to treat them!"