Chapter 509 No way
Song Qingyun was really angry with Qian Song.
This bastard is simply trying to get fucked by the sheep in Hongshi Village. He first ate kickbacks from the farmhouse and inn, and later sold health tea at Wen Xiaohu's house. Now he simply opened a specialty store directly in Luo Shizhong.
I guess I see that Hongshi Village has good development prospects and will not worry about migrant population in the future.
Someone has money.
This is also a recognition of Song Qingyun and the village committees of Hongshi Village.
It just makes people feel uncomfortable when they think of it.
Our Secretary Xiao Song hurried into Luo Shizhong's house. When he looked closely, he couldn't help but shout, "Huo, it's so lively!"
I saw fifty or sixty tourists crowded the store, all around the display cabinet and couldn't stop looking at it, and some people even took the product to see the instructions.
All the people came, and they looked bad, so they took out the reading glasses frame on the bridge of their noses. Someone simply took out his cell phone to take a picture of the instruction manual, and then enlarged the picture and read it carefully.
Qian Song and Luo Shizhong are selling to tourists.
Qian Song is a salesman who is old and has great eloquence and can understand people's thoughts. He is so sarcastic that he brags so much. As for Luo Shizhong, he has been a barefoot doctor all his life, and he is very knowledgeable about pharmacology and sells products. In addition, he looks like a paradigm in Hanfu, but he can coax people.
As for the tour guide, she sat aside and drank tea.
Seeing Song Qingyun come in, the tour guide girl and Luo Shizhong were suffocated at the same time, a little scared, and her eyes dodged aside.
Qian Song knew that these two people could not suppress Song Qingyun, so he said to Luo Shizhong: "Master Luo, you can receive the guests first, and I will go to socialize with Secretary Song."
"Master Luo?" Song Qingyun was angry and laughed at them. Even the master came out. What else could it be if he pretended to be a ghost?
Qian Song walked to Song Qingyun with a smile and reached out his hand: "Secretary Song, which wind blows you over?"
Song Qingyun: "It's your demonic wind."
Qian Song was not afraid and fought back: "I just said that there were crows chirping on the trees outside the specialty store this morning, and I was still thinking about the guests coming to visit. It turned out to be Secretary Song."
"Oh, it seems you don't welcome me."
"Secretary Song and I hit it off at first sight. Secretary, you are a capable and thoughtful person, and you are about to communicate with you!"
"I don't dare to take on my ability. When I talk about my ideas, how can I compare to Qian Song, you have more ideas?"
“Each, each other.”
The two of them were verbally fighting, and their eyes were about to hit Mars in the air.
Luo Shizhong's wife sent two cups of tea tremblingly: "Secretary Song, please drink tea."
"It's not Hongshishan Yunwu Health Tea again, I want to drink it." Song Qingyun took the cup, sat on the chair, and slowly tasted the taste.
Qian Song didn't do it: "Secretary Song, drink slowly. I still have something to do here, so I won't be with you."
"Wait." Song Qingyun said: "Qian Song, I remind you that our city has just issued a new regulations on the tourism market. It is illegal to force tourists to shop at high prices. As the first secretary of Hongshi Village, I will not allow you to do whatever you want."
"Don't do it randomly, don't do it randomly." Qian Song put his hands together, and a fake smile appeared on his face: "I can't give others' face, but Secretary Song's face must be sold."
At this time, five or six elderly people were probably bored and said they wanted to go out for a walk and went out of the store.
The little guide girl who had been sitting next to her drinking tea before stood up and followed: "Uncles and aunts, wait."
Song Qingyun stood up as soon as he saw it, with a sarcastic smile on his face. He thought to himself: "Why, you still want to lock tourists here, as long as I am here, don't think about it."
In the past few years, the tourism market was in chaos. The tour guide took tourists to the black shop. Once the roller shutter door was pulled, you wouldn't think of leaving if you didn't buy anything. If you dare to talk back, you'll beat me first.
Qian Song and other people are so bold, dare to make trouble under my nose?
Just when Song Qingyun was about to come forward to stop him, the tour guide girl grabbed the old men with a pitiful look and begged: "Uncle and Auntie, please sit for a while. Think about it, the group fee for you alone is only about 200 yuan, which is not enough for the hotel. We do not have a tour guide fee, and all the income depends on the shopping commission. If you really don't want to buy it, we don't force it. According to the company's regulations, you just need to sit here for two hours. Once the time comes, I will take you everywhere. Are you thirsty? I will pour you tea. Do you want to watch TV? I will turn it on for you..."
Song Qingyun took a breath of air conditioning. The group fee for a tourist is only 200 yuan, which also includes food, accommodation and transportation. The travel agency is doing a loss-making business! The wool comes from the sheep, so there is no need to think about it. This loss must be recovered from shopping. Is the current tourism industry ecology so bad?
When a few old men saw the tour guide talking sincerely, sympathetic, and helpless, they all said, OK, let's sit here and rest.
Then I returned to my seat and continued to have tea and chat.
Qian Song asked Song Qingyun with a smile: "Secretary Song, you have seen it. We did not imprison tourists, nor did we forcefully buy and sell. Isn't this illegal? Also, we sell all regular products and have complete store licenses. You have nothing to say, right?"
Seeing his sarcastic smile, Song Qingyun was very angry, but had no choice but to grit her teeth and said, "Okay, I will also sit here with tourists for two hours today to see what the hell can you make."
Qian Song: "If Secretary Song is willing to stay, we welcome you. Master Luo and I will hold a lecture later. Secretary Song, please listen to it, maybe you will gain something."
"I want to see your tongue-to-face lotus, but I remind you that if you use deception or inducement to make tourists consume, I will not agree."
"You just listen."
Next, Qian Song cleared his throat, Yu Luo Shizhong explained the goods to the tourists, and also held a health class.
Qian Song and Luo Shizhong are good at speaking, and Luo Shizhong is a serious medical practitioner. He taught a health class very well, and did not induce or imply tourists to buy products.
However, two families still paid for the money.
One spent more than 2,000 yuan, the other one was outrageous. It cost 100,000 yuan to buy a large backpack.
Song Qingyun was startled and anxious. He stepped forward and said to the two families: "Can you buy so many health products? It's not easy to make money these days. Should you think about it again?
The man who spent 100,000 yuan was a middle-aged man, who looked like a successful person. He thought for a while and said, "It's not difficult to make money. Study hard, go to 985, choose a good major, and choose a good company to work hard after graduation. It's possible to be a department head for three years and an executive for ten years, with an annual salary of one million and a dividend of several million at the end of the year."
For him, this one hundred thousand is just pocket money.
Song Qingyun: “…”
Another tourist who spent more than 2,000 yuan said: "I have come here, so I have to buy some souvenirs to go back. It's not worth much anyway. It's quite fun to spend money."
Song Qingyun: “…”
Chapter completed!