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A few minutes passed, and while Lei Hao was still thinking about it, a person walked into the office.

The person was in his early thirties, tall and tall, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. At first glance, he seemed quite polite, but even without contact, Lei Hao could feel an arrogant emotion from the other person. This was Han Linghui. .

"Manager Han, come on, come on, let me introduce you. This is the top soldier of our marketing department, Manager Lei Haolei. Xiaolei's achievements during this period are..." He Andao was too enthusiastic, but half of his words were said. , but was interrupted by Han Linghui.

"I know." Although Han Linghui was smiling when he spoke, he did not make people feel approachable. He turned his attention to Lei Hao and said, "Hello, my name is Han Linghui. I asked Manager Lei to come here. There is something that requires your participation."

Han Linghui was still holding the document in both hands when he spoke, and had no intention of shaking his hand with Lei Hao.

Lei Hao's first impression of Han Linghui was not very good, and most of his thoughts on learning how to operate collective plans disappeared immediately, and he just asked perfunctorily: "What's the matter?"

"Are the three clients Liu Xingdong, Ma Yuanshan, and Yang Zhiyi under the name of Manager Lei? What is your relationship with them?" Han Linghui was a little excited, and his tone of voice rose by half a tone.

How is the relationship? Lei Hao thought about this question in his mind, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously: "Not bad."

"That's good." Han Linghui seemed very happy. He sat down in front of Lei Hao, opened the document and said, "It's like this. Our sales department will soon start a collective asset management plan. At present, there is still a certain gap in funds... …”

Lei Hao listened quietly to Han Linghui's explanation, and the outline of the whole matter gradually became clear. It turned out that the other party had already contacted Ma Yang, Liu and the others, and actually wanted his help without receiving recognition.

Regarding this, Lei Hao just wanted to say: "Why?"

Yes, why? Lei Hao seemed to have ten thousand beasts galloping in his heart.

The funds that customers invest in the securities market are limited. As an account manager, Lei Hao, why should he ask customers to transfer money from the stock market to financial products? Doing so will not benefit him at all, but will reduce his monthly commission income.

Furthermore, others didn't know it, but Lei Hao knew very well that Ma Yang, Liu and the others didn't even want to talk to Han Linghui. The reason was very simple. Their appetites had been fed up.

The collective asset management plan established by Han Linghui is a limited collective asset management plan. The annual rate of return of this type of plan is mostly between 5% and 10%. Ma, Yang and Liu have been following Lei Hao recently. You ask them to go back and eat. Braan throat vegetables, they can only express how far away they are.

"Manager Lei?" Han Linghui was explaining his plan quite proudly, but when he saw that Lei Hao was distracted, his face suddenly turned cold, "The company needs your cooperation."

"No problem, I'll cooperate with you." Seeing Han Linghui's cold face, Lei Hao didn't feel too angry. Instead, he felt a little amused and said directly: "I'll call them in front of you."

"Huh? That's the best." Han Linghui put on a smile. He had no choice but to set up a plan that required 200 million funds. However, he did not expect that the Yangshan District Sales Department had insufficient funding sources and could not complete the demand. He was very worried when he checked the information of big customers for a few days.

Han Linghui's performance made Lei Hao no longer want to learn from him, but he was not worried that Ma, Yang and Liu would be interested in the plan. So what if they called him in person? Those three people will definitely give the appropriate answer.

"Hey, Brother Ma, are you up?" Lei Hao first dialed Ma Yuanshan's number. After a few words of greeting, he got to the point: "That's it. I'm sitting with Manager Han of the sales department now. He has something in his hand. A collective asset management plan, that is, financial management..."

"Oh, Tiger, are you kidding me? What interest would I have in that kind of plan? Besides, I've never heard of that guy surnamed Han. Give him the money? No need to talk." Ma Yuanshan guessed it as expected. What Lei Hao meant was that he immediately gave Han Linghui a hard blow.

Lei Hao spread his hands and expressed his helplessness to Han Linghui, who was ashen-faced. Then he called Yang Zhiyi and Liu Xingdong. The answers he got were similar. The two men also shot at each other one after another, saying to Han Linghui and so on, which one was cooler. Stay and go.

After achieving the three-hit achievement, Lei Hao saw that Han Linghui was not feeling well. Not only was his face livid, but the fingers holding the armrest of the seat were slightly white.

Seeing that Han Linghui was about to get angry, Lei Hao began to prepare silently in his mind, but he never thought that the other party could hold back.

Han Linghui not only held back, but also put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and asked Lei Hao: "Manager Lei is familiar with these three customers?"

"Yes." Lei Hao gave a brief reply, mentally applauding the other party's patience.

"Then, please help them subscribe for 3 million shares." Han Linghui thought for a while and finally gave a very "reasonable" number.

"Let them subscribe?" Lei Hao laughed dumbly. If he tried his best to do this, 3 million would not be a problem at all, but the question is why he would harm himself and benefit others. "I'll give it a try, but Manager Han, don't have too much hope." Great expectations.”

"The financial planning of the sales department is the job of every account manager." Sensing Lei Hao's perfunctory attitude, Han Linghui said with a cold face: "If you can't do it, leave this position as soon as possible."

"No, as long as our account managers have a lot of client assets under their names, it's not a big deal if the sales of financial products are insufficient. At most, bonuses will be deducted. I don't need these bonuses." Seeing Han Linghui's attitude, Lei Hao said slowly.

Account managers of securities companies do have the task of selling financial products. Some unscrupulous companies even count this as a standard for receiving a basic salary, but to Lei Hao, the basic salary of more than a thousand yuan is nothing. not give a damn about.

The reason for Lei Hao's harsh tone was not this, but Han Linghui's attitude. This man was simply sick. He had to leave things to others that he couldn't do himself. He also made rigid rules. Who cares? My body can't bear it either.

Lei Hao felt disgusted. What he didn't know was that Han Linghui also felt unhappy.

In Han Linghui's view, it is only natural for account managers to help sell financial products. Lei Hao should do it if he has such connections, instead of saying that he doesn't care about the basic salary.

The most important thing is that Han Linghui thinks that Lei Hao is pretending to be a big talker. A small account manager doesn't even care about the basic salary. So does he come to the securities company to experience the public sentiment?

"Manager He, it seems that the management style of your marketing department is going to change. I want to make suggestions to Mr. Qiu and fire those account managers whose sales of financial products do not meet the target." Han Linghui was recruited by Qiu Yuting with great effort. He consciously thought that it would be very simple to put on some shoes for Lei Hao.

Hearing Han Linghui's words, He Andao immediately started doing Tai Chi. He didn't want to offend Han Linghui, a famous person, but he couldn't agree with the other party's suggestion. This would offend all the account managers.

Lei Hao was almost furious. He didn't mind the income from the company, but he couldn't leave Yingyi Securities no matter what. Or to be more precise, Lei Hao couldn't leave his colleagues in the sales department, so he was definitely fired. His reverse scale.

"What Manager Han means is that if I can't sell 3 million shares of financial products, you will find a way to fire me?" Lei Hao said with a cold face.

Han Linghui was hesitant, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't think Lei Hao had any capital to resist, and he was eager to fill the funding gap, so he said: "What I mean is that for account managers with greater capabilities, the company should give them There will be more opportunities to perform, such as increasing basic salary and bonuses, but correspondingly, their tasks will also need to be heavier."

"As for account managers who cannot complete their tasks, no one will want them in any sales department." Han Linghui concluded.

Hold! There was only one word floating in Lei Hao's heart.