Hearing the words, he replied with a bitter face: "It's basically all here. I don't know why the number of goods sold by Tiansheng has been very small recently, especially the small number of props on the low tower level, which makes us those who eat commissions unable to survive. Many of our colleagues who were originally together have changed jobs, and the group doesn't stop them and let them go, alas."

This person seemed to have endless bitterness to say. It was rare to meet a customer who took the initiative to ask, and he kept chatting after he started.

Wang Wen nodded repeatedly.

Listen silently to the other party complaining.

The reason why there are few props on the low tower level in Tiansheng is obvious.

He was embarrassed to tell others that they were all in his pocket.

He did not expect that these innocent low-level employees would lose their performance.

But that's fine.

If the tree is moved, the people will live. If Tiansheng doesn’t work, then change to another boss?

Wang Wen thought for a while, and coughed and cleared his throat.

He approached the stall owner mysteriously and asked in a low voice: "Tiansheng has no goods to sell for you, will you accept goods from other forces?"

The stall owner put down his phone and looked at him confusedly: "Aren't you here to buy things? What kind of power goods?"

Wang Wen looked around and said softly: "The goods from the college."
Chapter completed!