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80% Becoming A Real Bigshot After Abandoned / Chapter 32: 030 Big Client

Capítulo 32: 030 Big Client

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Actually, according to Xia Jin's wishes, she could not wait for the day when Huo Jue ate two pounds of peaches and died.

Although she often thought about this when she was hating on Huo Jue, she hadn't lost her humanity after all. Therefore, she still told Dong Yue about this matter with a very serious expression.

Oh, Huo Jue. You have to thank me for sparing your life!

Dong Yue thanked Xia Jin repeatedly. She did not seem to expect that Xia Jin would reveal so much to her. At once, a glint of excitement appeared in her eyes, as if she had already seen a bright future ahead.

Xia Jin did not expose Dong Yue's thoughts. She nodded at her and stood up to leave. "I'll be leaving first."

After leaving the restaurant, the air became much cooler, and Xia Jin felt a lot lighter.

Since Huo Jue hired Dong Yue and kept her around, it was very likely that Dong Yue would follow the same path as her in the future.

Since this was something that Dong Yue yearned for and was looking forward to, she naturally would not pity her.

Perhaps she thought Huo Jue was dangerous, but Dong Yue thought of him as an opportunity.

At the thought of having a woman replace her by Huo Jue's side, Xia Jin almost wanted to fire a cannon to celebrate.

But underneath the joy, she could also feel a hint of despondency.

After all, her five years of youth were easily replaced by another woman in the end.

Xia Jin chuckled ironically, as if she was laughing at her own naivety.

"Who do you think you are? He doesn't even take you seriously. What's there to be upset about?" Xia Jin patted her cheek with her cold hand, shook her head, leaving under the cold wind.

*

The first month was almost over, and Xia Jin's results were far ahead in the store, but there was still no news from the main store.

It seemed that the competency she had shown was not enough to transfer to the main store.

Xia Jin felt a little disappointed.

Although she could do well here, she could only earn a monthly salary of thirty thousand to forty thousand dollars. If she did not have the chance to climb higher, she would end up running around all day as a busy salesperson.

Looking at the salespeople around her who only knew how to gossip and complain all day long, she knew that this was not a place to train elite talents.

Xia Jin also probed the store manager. Then, the manager revealed that although her performance was not bad in the branch store, her performance was not outstanding in the hundreds of branches across the country.

There were many people at the bottom of the hierarchy in the sales industry who were paid a guaranteed salary and only knew how to curry favor with customers.

However, there was no shortage of real talents. There were some salespeople whose sales performance alone could match the sales of a branch store.

Xia Jin was not doing well enough.

Xia Jin's complacency from successfully selling her first batch of jewelry completely calmed down after feeling the gap between herself and others.

After she sobered up, she also thought carefully about what the gap between her and those sales maniacs was.

It was obvious that apart from the difference in experience, the biggest difference was still in connections.

Right now, she barely obtained the contact information of some wealthy women and young ladies in the capital, but she was still far from being able to touch the real upper class.

At this moment, Xia Jin suddenly thought of the first order she sold when she came to the branch.

That order was sold to an ordinary-looking old lady.

Although that old lady was super-rich, she never came to the jewelry shop afterward.

It would be great if she could meet that old lady again…

Xia Jin thought hard for a while. She suddenly remembered that the old lady was carrying a grocery basket in her hand when she came to the store.

There were three large wet markets nearby. Was it possible for her to find that old lady in the market?

Xia Jin did not care about whether her ideas were useless or not. She got up early the next morning and went through the three markets.

It was unrealistic for Xia Jin to squat at all three markets at the same time when she was at work.

Xia Jin analyzed that it was unlikely for an average person to go to all three markets when they were buying groceries. They would probably go to the places they were most familiar with.

So which market was likely to be the one the old lady frequented?

Xia Jin took out her phone and tapped on the map.

She found the delivery address where the old lady had placed her order.

The old lady's lived in Crape Myrtle Garden, and the jewelry store was on North Pine Road. The nearest market to these two places was–

Xia Jin's eyes lit up, and she locked onto the only market that matched the criteria.

Xia Jin confirmed that her judgment was correct on her way home.

The three markets offered similar varieties of food, and the price difference was not big. The old lady came out to buy groceries every day, and most likely had to prepare breakfast when she returned, so there was no reason for her to take a long detour.

When she went to the jewelry store, it was probably just a stroll along the way.

She bought a necklace worth more than a million dollars from just a casual stroll!

Xia Jin's eyes suddenly lit up with excitement–this was really the real big client!


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