Don't Pinch The Tip Of My Tail

Jian Chen was also an agent for the first time. He didn't have time to do his homework before entering the small world, so he had to rely entirely on the knowledge in the memory of the original owner.

But after all, the original owner had never taken care of anyone before. Jian Chen was afraid that his lack of proficiency in business would have a bad impact on Jiang Yuchen in the future, so he tactfully mentioned it to others during the meal.

However, Jiang Yuchen didn't think it was anything. When he heard Jian Chen talking, he was rolling up his sleeves to peel shrimps for someone. Hearing this, he just raised his eyes and said, "It's okay."

"Don't worry," Jiang Yuchen put the shrimp in his hand on the plate, took off his gloves and poured a spoonful of soup over it, "How could something like this have any impact on me?"

That's what he said, but Jian Chen bit his chopsticks and still hesitated: "But I'm not even familiar with the process."

Taking out a paper towel and wiping his fingers, Jiang Yuchen pushed the plate full of shrimps in front of Jian Chen. Seeing him looking at him seriously, he was silent for a moment and finally replied: "If you really want to learn, I can teach you."

Although this kind of thing can be done by just hiring an experienced agent in the company and making a few phone calls to help Jian Chen become proficient.

But rather than asking others to help, Jiang Yuchen prefers to do it himself.

"But it depends on yourself," Jiang Yuchen added in order to make his idea seem convincing, "you can also ask the company to train you. There will be one at the end of the month."

The young man's eyes lit up as he spoke. Jiang Yuchen kept his expression, but spoke ruthlessly: "But if you take the company training, you will have two exams, and the questions will be very difficult and perverted. The low scores will be a few. The names of each agent will also be written down by the company, and they will be forced to continue participating when the next class starts."

The light in Jian Chen's eyes instantly went out when he heard the word "exam". He stretched out his chopsticks to hold the vegetables, and his movements just stopped in the air. He asked in disbelief: "Why do we have to take the exam twice?"

"One time for bottoming out, one time for finals."

The long-lost vocabulary made Jian Chen, who had finally escaped from taking exams again and again like the previous world, suddenly feel in a trance. He quietly took back his chopsticks, even his eyebrows drooped a little.

"I don't want to take the exam," Jian Chen finally got rid of the nightmare of answering questions in class and made the choice almost without thinking, "you should teach me."

Jian Chen's answer was completely expected by Jiang Yuchen, but he didn't show any joy on his face. He just poured someone a glass of orange juice and then touched the cup with the person.

"I can do it."

Jiang Yuchen's tone was gentle: "Then I'll teach you slowly, don't be in a hurry."

Before the last manager left his job, he had already made several plans for Jiang Yuchen, so Jian Chen only belatedly realized his current situation after being coaxed into eating something.

"I don't seem to have to do anything," he looked up, "and you can still help me make money."

Jiang Yuchen smiled: "Isn't this bad?"

"Okay," Jian Chen blinked and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "it's very good."

"It will be better in the future."