Chapter 195 What are you worried about? The ownership of the office inside was finalized, and when Chen Zhuo and Zeng Kun left, Fang Qing and the others had already chosen their own seats. However, there are exactly 10 booths outside. Needless to say, the company will definitely continue to recruit people, otherwise those parents will not be able to return the visit. "Boss, how many more people do you plan to recruit?" Fang Qing was very satisfied with the working environment. In a good mood, she began to ask about the number of new colleagues. Zeng Kun was a little uncomfortable. He was used to being called "Professor Zeng". Although he had accepted the position of manager of Suhui Technology a long time ago, it was really like a makeshift team before. It wasn't until I got an office that this position seemed to suddenly fall into my hands. "Recruit a few people... It shouldn't be that difficult to recruit workers now." Chen was also thinking about it. In 2024, it was really difficult to recruit workers. Those who have never received education feel that their education is low, those who have just graduated feel that they have no experience, those who change jobs frequently feel that they are unstable, those who have never changed jobs feel that they have no motivation, those who are single are afraid of taking marriage leave, and those who have just married are afraid of taking maternity leave...
It would be better for you to just become a security guard, cleaner or nanny and save yourself many years of detours. But in 2007, people probably didn't have so many tricks, although Chen's customer service requirements were not low. 1. Be able to type on the computer skillfully, after all, you need to communicate online; Second, have good communication skills, because you need to convince those parents to become annual members; 3. Be able to accept a salary structure consisting of “low base salary + commission”. "If you meet the above three points, education and age are not the most important." Chen stated the conditions. "Should we continue to advertise in the newspaper?" Zhuang Mengshi seemed to have tasted the sweetness of advertising and made such a suggestion. "That's not necessary." Chen smiled and shook his head: "Unless the salary is super high, more than 3 yuan a month, it won't cause much sensation." "3 yuan?" Zhuang Mengshi stuck out her tongue. She was an undergraduate student studying computer science at a 985 university, and her expected monthly salary after graduation was only 8000+. How could a customer service representative earn more than 3? However, the team atmosphere is very good. Even if the opinions are unreasonable or the wrong things are said, the boss and the general manager don't seem to be angry or blameful. This is mainly because Chen has experienced the ups and downs of his career and has long since developed a strong inner core, so his emotions have always been stable; Zeng Kun has been suppressed for a long time. He knows best that words and indifference are sharp swords that hurt people, so he is unwilling to inflict the suffering he has experienced on these young people. “But, everything is possible.” Chen randomly picked a booth outside and sat down, twisting his butt a few times, feeling the comfort and said, "Maybe our order volume will increase dramatically one day, and the customer service can really get a commission of 3 yuan a month?" “We need to convince 1000 parents to pay for their annual membership!” Fang Qing immediately calculated that the company's current policy is that the customer service staff will receive a commission of 39 yuan for each annual fee membership. 3 yuan is less than 1000 orders. At first glance, this number seems to be a lot, but when you calculate it, it is only an average of more than 20 orders per day. Fang Qing even feels that if she didn't attend class, she might be able to complete this task. “I think we still have to pay attention to the matter of recruiting customer service.” Chen thought for a moment and said, "If you have relatives or friends who meet these three conditions, you can recommend them to work here. Relatives are welcome..."
What Chen Zhuo needs to do is to solve the backlog of more than 3000 follow-up visits first. As for other problems, there is no need to pay too much attention to them in the early stage of the business. When Zeng Kun heard the phrase "promote relatives without avoiding relatives", he suddenly thought of his wife who was a full-time housewife. She can use a computer, and can understand and accept this method of paying commission based on basic salary. “It’s just that the impact may not be very good.” Zeng Kun is a little worried about people saying that this is a "husband-and-wife shop." "Wow~, this Guangmei girl is so beautiful..." Just when everyone was thinking about future development, Ning Lianlian's words attracted everyone's attention. Ning Lianlian usually doesn't talk much and is considered to be an introvert. Of course, she is very diligent and tends to listen to instructions. Just now several people were bragging, and she was the only one concentrating on serving the customers. "Who?" Fang Qing curiously leaned in front of the laptop screen, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh my god! She's so beautiful even without makeup. I don't know how beautiful she is in real life. Lianlian, enlarge the photo a little so we can study the facial features of this beautiful lady." This is just like the reaction of boys when they see photos of Hu Ge or Daniel Wu. For those who are truly handsome, people will not find fault with them. Instead, they will appreciate them with a normal eye. "Guangmei?" Chen Zhuo thought that there weren't many students registered as tutors at Guangmei, and he was praised like this... so he asked, "What's the beautiful girl's name?" "Yu Xian~" Fang Qing raised her head and said. "Ouch!" Chen Zhuo thought that was indeed the case, so he stood up and walked over, looking at the screen and deliberately said, "Why do I feel it's just so-so?" "I rely on!" Fang Qing immediately retorted: "Boss, you don't wear glasses, how can you call this average? If this girl was in our Zhongda University, Song Shiwei's reputation as the school beauty wouldn't be so secure. At least I think she is more in line with my aesthetic standards than Song the school beauty." "That's because you've always liked charming girls." Zhuang Mengshi came over at some point, and she commented in a serious tone, "Song Shiwei is the aloof type. The two girls are on different tracks, but it's undeniable that they both have school-level looks. Boss, if you think she's just average, then you really need to go to the ophthalmologist." "Anyway, I just think she's just average. Tomorrow night at dinner, I'll show you real beauties." Chen continued to speak in a "hard-mouthed" manner. The "CUHK Learning Network" was launched smoothly and received very good responses. The team members have been very busy during this period, so Chen prepared a dinner to reward them. I also plan to let Yu Xian participate. I haven’t been to Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts much this month because I was too busy. In order to soothe Yu Baibai’s little mood, the best way is to let her know what she is doing and understand and get familiar with her current circle. Tomorrow is Friday, and Huang Baihan, Wu Yu and others will probably come over as well. When everyone met, Fang Qing found out that Yu Xian was the "boss lady", which was an interesting twist. When Chen Zhuo was designing the plot with great interest, Ning Lianlian, who had just discovered Yu Xian, nodded and said, "Both girls are indeed very pretty, but if we really want to compare, we'll see which beauty will be renewed by the customer."
"What do you mean?" Chen was stunned. "It's just that School Beauty Song and Yu Xian have both been booked as tutors by clients." Fang Qing said disapprovingly. Each of the four college students in the office has the task of being a tutor, even the boss Chen Zhuo is no exception. It is normal that Song Shiwei and Yu Xian were assigned to be tutors. "I rely on!" Chen Zhuo was panicked. Being a tutor requires visiting the home, which is definitely no problem for me. But Song Shiwei and Yu Xian don't look safe at all. How can they come to the home? It’s also my fault that I’ve been so busy since yesterday that I forgot to remove their information. "When will they become tutors?" Chen's face suddenly became serious. Ning Lianlian hadn't realized what was wrong yet. She glanced at the message and said, "Yu Xian was scheduled for the weekend, and School Beauty Song went there at noon today. They should have started their make-up classes by now." "Fuck!" Chen Zhuo was stunned for a moment: "When you contacted Song Shiwei to send the order, didn't she refuse?" "Why do you refuse?" Zhuang Mengshi was a little confused: "Since you registered on the website, isn't it to be a tutor?" Chen couldn't explain it to them clearly for a while. Song Shiwei didn't need to be a tutor to earn this money. It was just that the website had just been launched and she was just helping to hold up the facade and make it look more crowded. Chen walked out and called Song Shiwei. "...Dududu." After ringing for 30 seconds, if no one answers the call, it will automatically hang up. Chen Zhuo originally thought that nothing serious would happen, but the fact that no one answered the phone made him start to worry. I made another call, but it was still a "beep, beep, beep" sound with no one answering. "It's a bit scary." Chen went back quickly to check the address of Song Shiwei's tutoring class and took a taxi there. During the journey, Chen tried his best not to think too much, but news like "perverted middle-aged father, sexually excited big boy, brother-in-law who is tempted by beauty but can't find a wife..." kept coming to his mind. Chen made another call, but still no one answered. "Master, hurry up." Chen kept urging the taxi driver. Fortunately, parents who can afford tutors basically live in the inner ring of Guangzhou city, and it only takes more than 20 minutes to reach a middle- to high-end residential area in Liwan.
Following the map and the address, Chen found the door, took a deep breath, temporarily put aside those random thoughts, and knocked on the door. After a while, a middle-aged woman came over and opened the door. She looked Chen up and down and asked, "Who are you looking for?" In fact, when he saw the middle-aged woman, Chen Zhuo felt relieved. At least the option of "perverted father" could be ruled out, and the other party looked like a decent person. "Hello." Chen responded quickly, with a smile on his face: "I am the customer survey officer of Zhongda Learning Network. I mainly want to investigate whether our tutors are late, what their tutoring attitude is like, and I also want to collect your opinions and suggestions..." "Can't you just call for this kind of thing? You really don't mind making a special trip. This website of yours is really troublesome." The middle-aged woman made way and said, "Come in first. They are taking extra classes in the living room." Chen changed his shoes politely and walked over, and sure enough, he saw Song Shiwei in the living room. The one who was giving extra lessons was a boy, but he was not the big, super masculine guy. Instead, he was a little boy who wore black-framed glasses, often blushed in front of Song Shiwei, and only dared to glance at her furtively. The two sat face to face with a table between them. Chen Zhuo was finally relieved. Song Shiwei also seemed very surprised as to why Chen Zhuo came here. "I called you so many times, why didn't you answer?" Chen asked in a low voice. "I have to make up for the lessons, so I muted my phone." Song Shiwei looked at Chen with her clear and bright eyes and said. "Too!" Chen Zhuo knew that he was too concerned and confused. Tutoring classes should be done in silence, and this was also the advice given by the website to home tutors. Looking at Chen Zhuo's gradually relaxed brows and the faint sweat stains on his temples in late autumn, Song Shiwei seemed to understand something, and a barely perceptible smile suddenly flashed across his eyes. "what are you worried about?" Song Shiwei asked with a cold face raised. "I……" Chen choked and wondered how to answer this. He couldn't just tell you the truth and say that he didn't think you looked safe enough. "I'm worried that the firecrackers on New Year's Eve will be too loud and you won't be able to hear my blessings!" Chen replied unhappily and made a joke at the same time. ······ (End of this chapter)