After the death of a lamp seller, he drank tea and chatted with God. God asked, "The profession of selling lamps and lanterns is very good, easy and profitable, how did it die?" ”
The lighter seemed to meet Zhiyin and said excitedly, "My dear God, do you know that selling lamps has N ways to die?" God asked incomprehensibly, "Tell me about it?" ”
"Manufacturer rebates deceive you, the annual task volume scares you to death, the market exhausts you, the monthly task crushes you, the employee lacks strength to die of you, the mortgage and car loan kill you, the market depression kills you, the customer is arbitrarily sad to kill you, the full inventory of goods cries to death you, the labor and lung disease kills you ..."
God thought he was too capable of talking, and that such a daily nagging would disturb the tranquility of heaven, so he threw him into hell.
Just a week later, Yama came to the door sweating profusely and said, "God, get him away." God asked, "What's going on?" ”
Yan Wang said: "The little ghosts in hell are activated by him, holding morning meetings every day, talking about sales skills, talking about efficiency, engaging in development planning, organizing team passion, and making employees satisfied." No one listened to me, and he also asked me to do organizational structure, work flow, goal setting, tidying up, performance appraisal. Underground workers should also pay attention to image, improve sales skills, and make everyone satisfied. ”
God was furious: "Let him go to heaven and see how I take him." ”
A month later, Yama met God and asked, "Dear God, how did you pack up that chattering lamp seller?"
God stopped and replied, "You made three mistakes when you talked to me like this.
First, you should call me the store manager!
Second, there is no God in this world, only the customer is God!
Third, I don't have time to hang out with you, I'm going to sell lamps! ”