The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 39 - To Be in Sales One Must Have Thick Skin_1

39: Chapter 39: To Be in Sales, One Must Have Thick Skin_1

39 -39: To Be in Sales, One Must Have Thick Skin_1

In the courtyard, Shirley Miller looked at the black BMW X5 with a subtle gaze.

The car still had the temporary license plate attached, evidently a recent purchase.

An X5 would cost up to eight hundred thousand fully equipped.

Carson Flores had said the money for the car came from his earnings as a lifesaver; that must have been quite a sum.

“Why buy an X5?”

Carson Flores replied with a smile, “To match with you, aren’t you driving an X7?

Plus, our family errands car is an X1, so I went with an X5.

Can’t let you lose face, right?”

Shirley Miller didn’t elaborate and asked, “I heard you made a military pledge in sales team eight?”

Carson Flores asked, “What military pledge?”

Shirley Miller explained, “If you don’t close a single sale by the end of this month, you’ll be fired.”

Carson Flores seemed to suddenly understand and responded indifferently, “That’s just something Sergio Combs said, not a military pledge I made.

What, are you planning to help me?”

Shirley Miller flatly refused with a neutral expression, “Although he indeed used his position to corner you, if you can’t even land a single deal, it really shows your lack of ability.

Staying in the sales department won’t be of any use, let alone helping me.

You might as well leave sooner to avoid becoming a laughingstock.”

“And not drag you down, right?”

Carson Flores continued with a smile, “Don’t worry, I have an idea.

I’ll start working on it tomorrow.”

Shirley Miller pursed her lips, “Then good luck to you.”

Shirley Miller’s attitude was neither cold nor warm, and Carson Flores didn’t mind; after all, their marital relationship was a sham, and she didn’t owe him anything.

Naturally, there was no need for her to be enthusiastic towards him.

The next day, Carson Flores went to work leisurely.

Close to noon, Jax Gross came back in a rush.

Carson Flores teased, “So happy, did you close a deal?”

Jax Gross wiped the sweat from his forehead and joyfully answered, “Yes, it’s not a big deal, but it’s enough for this month’s assessment.”

Carson Flores said with a smile, “Congratulations, congratulations.”

Jax Gross picked up his cup, took a few sips of water, and sat down, saying in a low voice, “Brother Flores, are you free this afternoon?

I’ll take you out and introduce you to a few purchasing managers.

Later, you can follow up, which will save you some trouble.”

Carson Flores readily agreed, “Sure thing.

It’s almost lunchtime, let me treat you to a quick meal and you can share some insights about the trade.”

“Deal!”

After Jax Gross took care of the contract’s follow-up, the two left the office together.

John Roth witnessed all of this, turned on his heels, and entered the team leader’s office.

“Brother Combs, Carson Flores took Jax Gross out.

Looks like Jax is going to help Carson with his sales run.”

Sergio Combs furrowed his brows, “Jax Gross sure is idle.

Has he met his assessment target for this month?”

John Roth replied, “He closed a deal today, just enough.”

Sergio Combs snorted, “Lucky dog, he’s always been restless.

We’ll find an opportunity to fire him.”

John Roth beamed, “Okay, Brother Combs.

And about Carson Flores?”

Sergio Combs was dismissive, “That client list has been attempted countless times by various salespeople, to no avail.

Jax has tried before too; it’s all futile.

Just let them fuss.

In a few days, when they fail to close a deal, we can naturally kick Carson Flores out.”

John Roth reminded, “That guy seems to know Ms.

Miller…”

Sergio Combs scoffed, “So what if he knows Ms.

Miller?

We’re people of the money boss.

As long as we’re justified in our actions, what can Ms.

Miller do?

Ms.

Miller is indeed beautiful, but as for managing a company, ha ha…”

John Roth toadied up, “Exactly, I think Mr.

Money is better suited to lead the company!

Ms.

Miller is just too young, and a woman at that, better off finding someone to marry…”

Sergio Combs was quite pleased with John Roth’s attitude, “Just work hard.

With Manager Dong getting on in years and close to retirement, as long as I achieve results in team eight, the manager’s position will be mine, and I won’t let you down!”

…

“Brother Flores, is this your car?”

“Hmm, just bought it yesterday.”

Jax Gross, shocked yet somewhat enlightened, looked at the black X5 in front of him.

No wonder Carson Flores didn’t care at all about John Roth and Sergio Combs; someone who could buy an eight hundred thousand car—how bad could his circumstances be?

Just an ordinary sales job, how could it matter to him?

Perhaps he was just here to experience life.

Carson Flores drove to a nearby upscale hotpot restaurant and invited Jax Gross for a meal.

When it came time to settle the bill, after rounding down, the total came to exactly one thousand.

Jax Gross silently marvelled, five hundred per person for a hotpot meal, what extravagance!

It seemed he needed to step up his efforts.

“Let’s head to Red River Hospital first; it’s a new hospital.

They have a substantial need for medical equipment, but most of it has been confirmed already.

We can’t expect to take too much of their business, but let’s strive to secure just a small portion, and closing a single deal would suffice.

That way, Brother Flores, you’d pass the evaluation.”

Carson Flores admittedly didn’t understand this area and thus followed the guidance readily.

Best to let the professionals handle their own matters.

The car entered the parking lot of Red River Hospital, and Jax Gross made a call, “Hey, Director Zhao, I’m Little Jax from Miller Medical’s sales department…”

Not many words were exchanged before Jax Gross ended the call with a wry smile, “Got hung up on, but as a salesperson, this is normal.

Let’s go in and find someone.

To be in sales, you need thick skin and not be afraid of rejection…”

Carson Flores agreed with enthusiasm, “Sure!”

As the two entered the front door, a group of people approached from the side.

Leading them was Shawn Simmons, whom Carson Flores had a fleeting encounter with at Yu’an Pavilion.

Shawn Simmons was listening to Ronald Boyd, the director of Red River Hospital, reporting on the hospital situation when his gaze inadvertently swept across the lobby.

Suddenly, he paused, and his eyes lit up.

Carson Flores?