The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 40 - I Hope to Make Friends with Him_1

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“Director James, hello, I’m Jax from Miller Medical’s sales department, and this is Carson Flores.

I had called you earlier….”

In the office, Waylen James looked at the entering Jax Gross and Carson Flores and frowned, “Haven’t I already told you?

We indeed have a need for medical equipment, but we’ve almost confirmed all our suppliers.

We don’t have any business to give to you.”

Jax Gross put on a smiling face, “Director James, we’re not looking for any big orders.

Maybe you have some small ones?

Just a little bit for us, that’s all.

Rest assured, our Miller Medical is one of Polgel’s reputable medical equipment suppliers; high-quality and reasonably priced….”

Waylen James replied coldly, “No!

Off you go!”

Jax Gross was not discouraged and continued with a smile, “Director James, I know you’re busy with official duties, but do you have time tonight? fгeewebnovёl.com

We could have a simple meal, and I could really explain the strengths of our company’s products to you.”

Waylen James said impatiently, “I’m busy!

Don’t play those games with me.

Our procurement is standardized and follows procedure.

If you don’t leave now, I’ll call security.”

Jax Gross resigned to his fate, “Okay, okay, Director James, you go ahead with your work first, then I’ll contact you again later.”

Waylen James was too lazy to speak anymore and waved his hand, signaling for them to leave quickly.

Jax Gross and Carson Flores left the room and walked a little way before Jax Gross finally let out a sigh, “Tough!”

Carson Flores said apologetically, “This was my task, and I’m sorry to see you being scorned because of it.”

Jax Gross laughed, “We’re the B-side, they’re the A-side.

Us salespeople, if we want to make money, we have to bow, we have to kneel.

It might be infuriating and embarrassing at first, but you’ll get used to it.”

Carson Flores nodded, “You invited him to dinner, what’s the strategy there?”

Jax Gross explained, “If he’s willing to come to this meal, it means there’s room to maneuver.

Our products definitely meet the tender requirements, it’s basically about stuffing red envelopes and discussing kickbacks—things that are inconvenient to discuss in the office.”

Carson Flores asked, “He refused, so what do we do now?”

Jax Gross thought for a moment, “We’ll try another place, and then come back later to catch him off work and invite him to dinner.

If he still won’t budge, then we’re pretty much out of options with Red River Hospital’s orders.”

“Okay!”

Meanwhile, in the hospital director’s office, Ronald Boyd was having tea with Shawn Simmons.

Ronald Boyd was perplexed inside.

President Simmons was just about to leave when he suddenly returned and had his secretary follow and investigate those two young men without disturbing or questioning them.

Did President Simmons know those two young men?

While pondering, the secretary came in and whispered a few words in Shawn Simmons’ ear.

Shawn Simmons displayed a strange expression.

Miller Medical’s sales department?

Carson Flores is a salesman?

With such advanced medical skills, even a Cultivator, he’s working as a salesman?

Doing sales and promoting medical equipment?

Laughter appeared in Shawn Simmons’ eyes.

His father had asked him to find an opportunity to help Carson Flores quietly, to first establish a favor that could later facilitate forging a closer relationship.

Wasn’t this an opportunity delivered to their doorstep?

Shawn Simmons looked up and instructed, “Ronald, there were two salesmen from Miller Medical who came to solicit business.

Arrange to give the business to the one named Carson Flores.

Give as much as you can, normal operations, but no kickbacks.”

Ronald Boyd asked tentatively, “President Simmons, this Carson Flores….”

Shawn Simmons said openly, “Mr.

Flores saved the old man’s life some days ago, and also, I would like to make friends with him.”

Shawn Simmons’ statement was crystal clear; he didn’t want his subordinates to misunderstand his intentions due to his being vague, which could result in adverse outcomes.

If he ended up offending someone without successfully currying favor, it would be a loss.

Shawn Simmons’ comments revealed several important pieces of information, of which the most important was that Carson Flores had saved the chairman’s life.

Then, addressing him as Mr.

Flores carried a tone of respect, and finally, Shawn Simmons hoped to become friends with Flores.

Hoped?

This word was loaded with too much meaning!

For someone of Shawn Simmons’ stature to say this word, what did it imply?

Ronald Boyd’s pupils constricted, and he looked shocked, “President Simmons, I understand, I’ll take care of it immediately!”

Meanwhile, the assistant added, “They were looking for Waylen James, the director.”

Ronald Boyd reached for his phone, about to make a call, but Shawn Simmons reminded him, “Don’t mention me, otherwise, it’s too deliberate.”

Ronald Boyd instantly got it—it’s about giving a favor, but without being too direct or obvious.

Ronald Boyd made the call to Waylen James.

….

Carson Flores and Jax Gross got into the car, and just as Carson was about to drive off, Jax Gross’s phone suddenly rang.

Jax Gross picked up his phone, looked stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly answered the call.

“Director James, oh, you said…

No, we haven’t left yet…

still here…

Yes, yes, we’ll be right there!”

After hanging up, Jax Gross had a look of joy, “Director James wants us to go back for a chat, says there’s an order for us.”

With the prospect of an order, Carson Flores naturally felt happy, “How come he suddenly changed his mind?”

Jax Gross said excitedly, “Who cares?

It’s good news anyway.

As long as you can sign an order, you won’t have to be chased away.

Hurry up, we can’t keep him waiting….”