Zhong Jiancheng was not surprised when Chen Hansheng asked for a cell phone. Chen Hansheng was not an ordinary college student, so it was not surprising for him to ask for anything.
Zhong Jiancheng looked at Chen Hansheng for a while and said, "You don't want 2,000 yuan for cigarettes, probably just for this cell phone."
Shenzhen Tong Express is a franchise system, and Zhong Jiancheng can become the general manager of Shenzhen Tong Express Jiangling District, so a cell phone is within his means.
Especially since Chen Hansheng deliberately gave him a favor at school just now, Zhong Jiancheng thought it was a great idea.
Chen Hansheng said with a smile: "The meanings are different. Cigarettes are for the implementation of the project, and mobile phones are for the development of the project. I should be considered a major agent for the school's business now, so it's not too much to apply for a mobile phone."
Zhong Jiancheng thought about it. Chen Hansheng has a territory in the Finance College (an abandoned utility room with a large flow of people), connections (get along well with the Youth League Committee), and status (vice-minister of the Student Union and class monitor). Overall, Zhong Jiancheng nodded and said: "It's not too much."
"Let's go back to the store first. We just finished lunch at noon. Let's have a cup of tea to digest the food."
Zhong Jiancheng didn't agree, but he didn't refuse. He was ready to talk to Chen Hansheng about the agency price.
In the second-floor office on Tianyuan East Road, Zhong Jiancheng made tea for Chen Hansheng while taking out the price agreement and said, "This is Meng Xuedong's agency price. He gets a commission of 50 cents for each item he receives, but your conditions are different. How about earning 80 cents for each item you receive?"
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 School of Finance, Dongda, Medical College and Engineering College. What do you think, Manager Zhong?"
"That's no problem. You will be the general agent and they will all be your downlines. I don't care how you distribute the profits between the uplines and downlines. Anyway, your commission is 80 cents."
Zhong Jiancheng agreed without hesitation. Chen Hansheng's potential and ability far exceeded other campus agents. Of course, he didn't want to get involved in specific matters.
For example, Zhong Jiancheng gave Chen Hansheng a commission of 80 cents per item. If Chen Hansheng developed downlines, he would have to divide the profits among the 80 cents. The final commission might be only 20 cents per item, but the advantage is that Chen Hansheng didn't need to do it himself.
Seeing Zhong Jiancheng's insistence, Chen Hansheng took a sip of tea and said, "Manager Zhong is a bit stubborn."
"Why, do you have any objection to this price?"
Zhong Jiancheng frowned and asked. No college student had ever questioned the commission before. Chen Hansheng was the first.
Chen Hansheng waved his hand: "I have no objection, but I have a better suggestion."
"Then you say."
"I think it's better to set a standard line. For example, if a certain number of collections is reached within a week, the commission can be raised from 80 cents to 1.2 yuan. This way, it can motivate the enthusiasm of the downline... Manager Zhong, what are you looking at me for?"
Chen Hansheng had just proposed this idea, and before he finished speaking, he saw Zhong Jiancheng staring at him in surprise.
"Have you ever 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 slept in class, took out the book as a shield again, but Zhong Jiancheng believed it: "No wonder they say that there is a golden house in the book. Manager Chen, you just mentioned it, but I never thought of it."
Chen Hansheng was a little confused when he heard the title of "Manager Chen". I finally became "Manager Chen" again.
"Manager Chen's suggestion is very good. I will tell you after I calculate the standard, and I will start to promote it from you. Do you have any other ideas?" Zhong Jiancheng asked seriously.
"I don't know how Manager Zhong collected campus express mail in the past." Chen Hansheng asked again.
"Because the school's business volume is not large, we collect it every two to three days, and send a car from here to collect it from several schools together."
Chen Hansheng thought for a while: "If the number of collections reaches a certain standard in the future, I want a collector to be stationed in the school, so that I can collect it once a day as much as possible to improve work efficiency."
Zhong Jiancheng nodded: "No problem, as long as you make a profit, the worst case scenario is to hire one more person."
Chen Hansheng threw a cigarette over and said with a smile: "I will pay this person's salary, you just need to help find experienced employees."
"You pay it?"
Zhong Jiancheng pondered for a while, and looked at Chen Hansheng meaningfully: "Young people are so thoughtful, so you can control the business of the four schools?"
"Manager Zhong, do you still want to be an emperor? Managers just need to lie down and make money, and they should delegate power to subordinates for small matters."
Chen Hansheng said disapprovingly.
"I'm not a prostitute, I don't need to lie down to make money, but I can agree to this one. Then send an honest and experienced collector, and tell him clearly that Manager Chen is the boss who pays the salary."
Zhong Jiancheng pretended to be angry, but he was actually very happy. The more mature Chen Hansheng behaved, the more optimistic he was about the school market.
"Okay, then I have no problem. I will sign the agreement after Manager Zhong determines the standards. Now I'm going to go back."
Chen Hansheng said "go back" but didn't move his butt.
"Anything else?"
Zhong Jiancheng asked curiously.
Chen Hansheng smiled and said, "I'm thinking about how to quickly contact Manager Zhong if I have new ideas in the future."
Zhong Jiancheng stood up with a "humph", walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out an unopened mobile phone: "I'm going to change the phone, and I'll give it to you first."
Chen Hansheng took it and looked at it. It was Nokia 5210, a very classic model. He unpacked it and threw it on the ground.
Zhong Jiancheng was stunned: "Is this your first mobile phone?"
"Yes."
Chen Hansheng replied.
Zhong Jiancheng's eyes were a little complicated: "When I bought my first mobile phone, I couldn't understand the English manual inside and couldn't bear to throw it away."
"That's too hypocritical."
Chen Hansheng patted his butt and stood up. This time he was really leaving. By the way, he also applied for a mobile card at Yiwu Commodity Center.
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In the evening, Chen Hansheng went to the student union on time. There were still many people in the activity room. They were all ministers or deputy ministers of various departments. The meeting hadn't officially started yet, and the student cadres were standing together and chatting.
Since the main topic of this meeting was to organize a freshman party, the position of the External Relations Department was more important. The three vice chairmen were communicating with Qi Wei and Yao Qingguo.
Qi Wei saw Chen Hansheng coming over and greeted him, "Chen Hansheng, come get your student union nameplate."
After this shout, the noise in the activity room suddenly became much quieter. Many people had already heard of Chen Hansheng's name, and they were very curious about this new troublemaker who overthrew the former deputy director Zhou Xiao and took over himself.
Chen Hansheng ignored it and walked over to get the nameplate with a smile. It read: Deputy Director of the External Relations Department of the Department of Humanities and Social Sciences, Chen Hansheng.
"You don't need to hang this around your neck all day."
Chen Hansheng said to Qi Wei.
Before Qi Wei could answer, the gloomy vice chairman Zuo Xiaoli scolded, "You'd better not wear it. I'm really worried that you will lose the image of the student union!"
"Your mother is never done."
Chen Hansheng turned his head impatiently, and Qi Wei quickly blocked him in the middle. She was afraid that Chen Hansheng would beat Zuo Xiaoli if he was unhappy.
But Chen Hansheng didn't do anything. He saw that Zuo Xiaoli had a black BB machine on his waist, with a metal chain at the end connected to the case, forming an arc hanging on the belt.
"It's okay, I'm just asking."
Chen Hansheng suddenly took out a brand new Nokia 5210 from his pocket and put it on the table with a "pop": "I'm just asking, will wearing the student union nameplate affect my one-handed operation of the phone?"