money player

Xie Tingyun has become a typical Barbie doll, with a kawaii face that even dogs would want to bully, but her body is a distinct inverted trapezoidal shape, with vaguely defined bat muscles and equally vague eight-pack abs.

After all, she is not into fitness. She does not seek muscles piled up like lumps. Instead, she seeks smooth muscle lines to ensure smooth force and a certain body fat percentage to maintain endurance.

Xian Yaowen exchanged a few words with Xie Tingyun, and then talked with Qi Longque about the issue of building a bodyguard training system.

Previously, bodyguards had a basic training outline, but it was not systematic, especially in the area of ​​security. The nutritionist, physical therapist, and team doctor were all served by a Chinese medicine doctor. Now is the time to build a complete physical therapy security system, and at the same time, we must also start to separate the bodyguard training from the public security guards.

After a period of transition, new or replacement bodyguards are no longer selected from newcomers, but only from veterans who have served in Public Security Guard for more than two years. They then enter the bodyguard training system for systematic training lasting no less than thirty-six weeks.

If the actual situation permits, the bodyguards on duty will undergo a two-week refresher every six months, with one week focusing on physical fitness and the other week on cultural courses. They will mainly learn about new weapons on the market and learn newly collected training subjects of the heads of state protection agencies of various countries.

Xian Yaowen is serious about saving his life. Whenever possible, he will continue to invest in hardware and software, equipping himself with everything he can, completely sealing himself in a tortoise shell.

He had a strong sense of insecurity at the moment, not because he had paranoia, but because he had put himself in the other person's shoes. If he were to plan the attack on himself, he could compile a collection of questions titled "Three Years of Actual Combat and Five Years of Simulation".

If he were Lu Yuejing, and wanted to kill him, he could design an air-to-ground integrated tactic to be more luxurious, or he could play bomberman to be more practical. There are many loving people in the world who are dying but want to leave some protection for their families, so they put on their beloved bomb clothes, add poison gas and viruses, and if one time doesn't work, they can try twice.

To be frugal, a Mannlicher-Carcano rifle that even a dog would shake his head at the sight of was enough. He was not arrogant enough to compare himself with Kennedy a few years later, and he did not dare to say that a 6.5×52mm caliber rimless rifle bullet would not take his life.

It can really be said that there are loopholes everywhere. The fact that he is still alive can only be attributed to his tactfulness and caution, which reduced the difficulty of the game and prevented it from falling into a perverted mode.

As the saying goes, the best defense is to keep a low profile. He has to work harder to hide himself deeper and not let those who take revenge know of his existence, or do things more cleanly and efficiently. If he has to provoke such a person, he should be decisive and kill him directly.

In short, improve your own level as soon as possible, get less entangled with these useless people, play some higher-end games, integrate your own interests into the country, stay away from the scope of armed fighting, and let the interests of the Xian family flow in the veins of patriots.

After walking around the garden, Xian Yaowen walked towards the swing while smoking a cigar.

He walked very slowly, stopping from time to time to look at the flowers, the grass, and the green leaves on the trees. In front of a durian tree, he looked up for a long time, thinking about grafting.

In his previous life, he successfully grafted more than a hundred kinds of fruit branches onto one tree. The tree would be full of colorful fruits all year round, which was very beautiful. Although the fruits on the tree tasted bad due to excessive grafting and were not edible, they were very ornamental.

He thought about when he would have time to do this, from months to years, but still couldn't find an exact time, so he had to give up, quickened his pace, and sat back on the swing.

He looked up slightly, admiring the setting sun in the west, smoking his cigar slowly, not rushing Chen Hong.

Time passed by minute by minute again.

As the setting sun turned into a sunset glow, Chen Hong opened her mouth and said softly, "Chen Xuan, my daughter, is in Master Hai's hands."

"Do you have any other relatives?"

Chen Hong shook her head, "No more."

Xian Yaowen patted the back of Chen Hong's hand and said, "Don't worry, your daughter will be fine. I will help you get her back in the next two days."

"Thank you."

"If there is any loss in money, I will double it for you."

Chen Hong shook her head again, "No."

Xian Yaowen switched to English and said, "There will be a guest coming over later. He is Chen Haiming's sponsor. I will introduce you to him."

Chen Hong shook her head again, "I don't understand red-haired language."

Xian Yaowen calmly switched back to Chinese, "How old are you?"

"Twenty-six."

"What musical instrument did you learn?"

"Pipa, dongxiao, and a little bit of guqin, but my sister said I didn't have the talent to play guqin, so I stopped learning after a few days."

"There were no red-haired ghost guests in the mansion you stayed in before?"

"No."

"Oh." Xian Yaowen was silent for a moment and then said, "It's very simple to work with me. If you work hard, I will give you rewards beyond your expectations. If you are unhappy or tired of it one day, you can leave or quit. You just need to abide by one principle, keep your mouth shut and don't say anything.

If you are captured, no matter what you face, you must grit your teeth and survive for a day and a night. If you survive, you can confess anything, I will not blame you, and I will still do my best to rescue you. If you can't survive, it will be a betrayal, you will die, and whether your daughter can live depends on the damage you cause at that time."

Chen Hong nodded gently, "What does Mr. Xian want me to do?"

“It’s actually similar to what you did before, except that you can tell others openly what I want you to do. To put it simply, what you will be doing in the future is selling goods, not one by one like a department store, but to wholesale customers.

For example, I have a factory that produces electric fans. The wholesale price is 45 yuan per unit. For every unit you help me sell, you can get 1.5 yuan.

This 1.5 yuan is not just for you, because I don't want you to sell it yourself, but to train a group of people and manage them to help you sell it. The person in charge of selling the goods, that is, the salesperson, gets the big share, and you get the small share. "

"As long as I sell it, I can get a share of the money?"

Xian Yaowen nodded slightly, "Yes, in theory, the more salesmen help you sell, the more you can sell, and the more you get. But in the actual operation process, there will be operating costs involved, just like Pipa Zai, there must be a room to entertain guests, this room will take up space, and it will cost money to decorate.

If there is something wrong with this pipa boy and no customer is interested in it, it means there will be no return on investment, which means a loss.

The same applies to salesmen. The more capable ones the better, but there should not be too many mediocre ones as they will raise the average operating costs.

Of course, the size of your sales team is decided by you. I only look at how much money you make for me. The profit minus the operating costs is the money I can put in my pocket in the end. I will not interfere with how you manage the team, nor do I care how you sell the goods.

Well, we are doing a legitimate business, so cheating is not acceptable. What I mean is, I don’t care, and I will pretend that I don’t know what the salesperson paid to sell the goods. Do you understand me? "

Chen Hong nodded.

"Of course, in principle, I don't agree with salesmen going to bed with customers easily. This is actually a very low-level business model. Bulk wholesale is not small-scale retail. The customers we face all have rigid needs. They need a batch of goods. It's just a matter of choosing who to buy from.

What I will give you is definitely a product with comprehensive competitiveness. The price may be more expensive than other products, but the quality will be much higher.

Just like two Pipa boys..."

At this point, Xian Yaowen deliberately interrupted the conversation, not wanting to say anything unpleasant, "You should understand what I mean."

Chen Hong smiled and said, "I understand."

Xian Yaowen stood up, took Chen Hong's hand and took her for a walk.

"There are many good girls in Singapore. Some are married but not doing well. Some are not married and live on their previous savings or rent. You know these people. They are good at dealing with men. Invite them to be your business managers. If one of them leads a team of salesmen, you will have several teams of salesmen helping you make money at the same time."

"Even though he has turned over a new leaf, he may not be willing to work."

"That depends on your eloquence. Follow me, and as long as you do well, you will definitely earn more than being a porter. I'm not just talking about you. Even though one or two yuan may not seem like a lot, an order can be worth hundreds of thousands or tens of thousands. You can also serve multiple customers at the same time, so you don't have to finish one before moving on to the next.

Moreover, the vast majority of clients are not one-time transactions. To become a good client, you can easily rely on a client for several years. All you need to do is to write letters, send telegrams, and occasionally have tea and meals to maintain a good relationship.

This means that income will continue to accumulate and improve. After a year or two, an excellent salesperson can easily earn over a thousand yuan a month. If you don't earn ten thousand yuan a month, the biggest problem you will face is not that your income is not high, but whether I will kick you out. "

"If you don't do well, you will be kicked out?" Chen Hong chuckled.

"Yes." Xian Yaowen nodded, "The more you earn, the happier I am. If you don't earn much, I will find someone who earns more to replace you.

When I get your daughter back, you should leave for Hong Kong immediately. Now you are not qualified to manage a sales team, so you should go to Hong Kong and study hard for a while.

You don't have to worry about life in Hong Kong. You and your daughter can live in my house. You can study during the day, and your daughter can be sent to the nursery in my factory to learn Three Character Classic, Hundred Family Names, and English. At night, you can take your daughter out for a walk, and I will arrange a car for you. "

Xian Yaowen told Chen Hong about the future arrangements, and Chen Hong pricked up her ears and listened attentively.

At about the same time, the barbecue grill was moved from the backyard to the front yard, and thick pieces of solid wooden boards were taken out from the utility room. After a few clanging and tinkling pieces were put together, a solid wooden outdoor table with mortise and tenon structure appeared on the lawn, along with two solid wooden benches.

A large tin bucket filled with ice was placed on the table, with beer bottles dipped into it. Several very German one-liter beer glasses were placed in front of the ice bucket. A large glass bowl was filled with fruit cuts from the iceberg, and they were placed next to them to make things more lively. The seeds were not forgotten to be removed, and five small glass bowls were taken out, each containing drunken shrimps, pickles, potato salad, boiled fennel beans, and peanuts that were still jumping around.

Xian Yaowen set up a pan with oil, put the pork skin cut into strips into the pan, and fried it slowly over low heat, sizzling the meat. He then set up another iron pan, put the black pork belly in strips, poured in an appropriate amount of mountain spring water, and added ginger slices to enhance the flavor and remove the fishy smell.

He tinkered with the blower made based on the principle of the Stirling engine, lit it, and aimed the air outlet at the bottom of the iron pot. Amidst the noise, the charcoal burned fully, and the low fire turned into a high fire. Soon the water boiled. He removed the blower, and Xian Yaowen took care of the two pots with a colander in one hand.

After a busy period, two side dishes were added to the table, a plate of fried pork skin and a plate of pork lard residue.

As a car drove into the garden, Xian Yaowen put the marinated steak on the grill and twisted the pepper shaker, then turned and greeted the Kanes who were walking towards him.

Kane did not walk directly towards Xian Yaowen, but walked to the solid wooden table, glanced at the table top, picked up a piece of fried pork skin that looked like French fries, put it into his mouth, chewed it, and nodded with satisfaction.

“Adam, the fries are delicious.”

"No, John, those are not French fries." Xian Yaowen put down the pepper shaker and gave Minnie Kronenburg a polite hug, which was separated at the touch. "Minnie, welcome to my home."

Minnie Kronenburg was already thirty-five or thirty-six years old, and had inherited more Germanic blood. She was a very German married woman with children. Her appearance had collapsed in a disfigured way, and she looked as if she was in her fifties or sixties. She was fat, and her waist was thicker than Xian Yaowen's. The dress made her look like she was exiled to Lingnan.

However, her smile is very beautiful.

"Adam, John said you have Bavarian beer here?"

Xian Yaowen pointed to the tin bucket and said, "You can drink it first. By the way, the shrimps are already drunk after being soaked in white redus. Now is a good time to eat them."

Minnie glanced at the glass bowl of shrimp. "Are they delicious?"

“Very delicious.”

"OK, I'll try."

As she spoke, Minnie walked towards the solid wooden table.

After she left, Kane naturally rolled up his shirt sleeves, stood beside the grill, and helped Xian Yaowen grill the meat.

"Adam, do you cook often?"

“No, I hardly ever cook at home, but I love camping and am good at cooking outdoors.”

"hunt?"

"uh-huh."

"What kind of shotgun do you use?"

"John, don't ask such sad questions. I own a company in London that produces shotguns, but I'm not good at shooting, even though I was a soldier before."

"A soldier who can't shoot?" Kane laughed.

Xian Yaowen shrugged, "It can't be said that I can't shoot, it can only be said that the trajectory is controlled by God."

“I like that.”

Xian Yaowen turned the barbecue over and asked, "What about you? Do you often hunt?"

“Occasionally, I prefer target shooting to hunting, and I go to the range every two weekends.”

"What about the other weekend?"

"Go to the club and play cards and sand crabs."

"How's the record?"

"Not bad, I'm a master." Kane said complacently.

"We can have a party tonight."

Kane was eager to try and said, "I'll take you to the club."

"Hmm." Xian Yaowen turned to look at Chen Hong who was standing not far away, "Ah Hong, come here."

Then, he turned back and looked at Kane and said, "Chen Hong, this is a gift from Chen Haiming. I like her."

Hearing this, Kane suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Hong. (End of this chapter)