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Chapter two hundred and forty second chance

When Tang Hong heard Chu Yang say that he had "passed the test", he was delighted and could not help but show a little smugness on his face.

To be honest, in her position, there are few things that can make her sincerely happy from the bottom of her heart. The cruel battles in the business world and the intrigues in the social circle have already trained her, a young person, to mature and sophisticated early. However, facing the gentle praise of this young boy, Tang Hong felt that long-lost simple joy.

There are definitely many people who want to flatter her in normal times. The compliments and sweet words I hear every day are as numerous as a cow, but Tang Hong felt that those praises were not as good as Teacher Xiao Chu's.

Because she could feel that the other party must be sincere and not mixed with anything else.

"Since I've passed the test, according to what Teacher Xiao Chu said just now, it should be fine to let me play "Revolutionary Etudes" in three months." Tang Hong deliberately emphasized the three words "three months". She really wanted to see how this little guy should fulfill the big talk she had made.

That's right, until now, Tang Hong still feels that Chu Yang is talking big. In three months, a person who has never practiced the piano well will play "Revolutionary Etudes" and reach a professional level. Anyone who knows the piano will think it is a fantasy! Even if Chu Yang said that his music theory foundation is very solid, then so what? Understanding music theory and playing the piano well cannot be said to be completely different, but one thing is undeniable is that none of the advanced skills of the piano are completed through long-term practice. How can it be achieved quickly?

"No problem, but there are two conditions." Chu Yang looked at Tang Hong and asked about this matter again, and said with certainty.

"Oh? Tell me, what are the conditions?" Tang Hong looked at Chu Yang with interest. The other party looked serious, as if he could really do this. Tang Hong looked at what he would do next.

"The first condition is that my teaching method is a bit special, so I hope you don't tell me about it." Chu Yang stared at Tang Hong's gaze and said seriously.

"Well. This is no problem, I promise you." Tang Hong looked at Chu Yang's gaze, and somehow she felt a little nervous. She had seen countless big scenes, but just as Chu Yang said this, the momentum suddenly appeared. She was so nervous that she saw her. Although the tone of answering was still calm, she was already weaker unconsciously.

"The second condition is that I need one million cash, don't get me wrong. This money is used on you to buy some special things." Chu Yang looked at Tang Hong with calm eyes.

Teaching Tang Hong the piano for three months so that she could play "Revolutionary Etudes". Chu Yang was naturally not talking nonsense. The foundation of the Jindan music practice was his greatest reliance. Relying on the knowledge of elixirs that he had learned before, it was not too difficult for Chu Yang to cleanse the muscles and marrow and transform the body. However, compared to preparing "Bone Radical Paste", the formula for comprehensively improving the physical condition of an ordinary person is much more expensive and much larger. The number of one million is just Chu Yang's rough estimate, maybe enough, or it may be a little worse, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, Tang Hong is a rich man, and it won't be enough at that time, so I'll talk to her again. As for whether she will treat herself as a liar, it depends on her eyesight and courage.

"One million?" A strange color flashed in Tang Hong's eyes. She was a little surprised at Chu Yang's second request.

One million may be an astronomical figure that ordinary people can never make in their lifetime, but for a rich man like Tang Hong, it is really nothing. She felt strange, but she just didn't understand what Chu Yang was going to do. You must know that if one million could create a piano master in the short term, then I wonder how many people would have to fight to spend this million.

"That's right, Mr. Tang, we have never met each other before, and we have only met twice. I know that this request may be a bit sudden for you. Maybe you will think I am a liar, but these don't matter. Some things are something that you believe in and do not believe in. I will not explain anything to you. The choice is in your hands." Chu Yang looked at Tang Hong lightly and said.

One million is exchanged for Chu Yang, the Golden Pill Spirit Cultivator, to cleanse his muscles and marrow and transform himself. Such an opportunity is a great opportunity for anyone. However, whether you can seize such an opportunity depends on your luck.

Tang Hong was lucky. After staring at Chu Yang's eyes for half a minute, she made a decision that she would be grateful for in her life - signing a one-million cash check.

After putting away Tang Hong's check, Chu Yang stood up calmly and said, "I need to prepare some things. I will come back in three days at the latest. You arrange a quiet environment and don't disturb me. We will officially start."

"Okay, this is my private number. When are you ready, you can come to me at any time." Tang Hong took out the notes, wrote a few strokes and handed it to Chu Yang. This is a very private number. Except for a few confidants, few people know this number. However, today, she gave this number so easily to a young man who had only met twice. If this matter spreads, I don't know how many men who claim to be "flower protection messengers" would cry and beat their chests and stamp their feet.

"Okay." Chu Yang took the piece of paper handed over by Tang Hong, put it in his pocket, turned around and strode out of the cafe.

Half an hour later, a taxi was parked at the entrance of Qinhai's largest car sales site, Loncin Auto Trade City.

Chu Yang opened the car door and walked straight in. His car was scrapped two days ago and had no value for repair. Chu Yang, who had just driven a car for a few days, suddenly returned to the day when there was no car to carry it. He was really not used to it, so he wanted to come here to stroll around and pick another car for himself when there was nothing to do this afternoon.

Chu Yang was wearing an ordinary casual outfit today, carrying a canvas backpack, looking like a student. If such a person walks into the exhibition hall, he will naturally be considered a person who can watch it casually. So he visited several exhibition halls in a row, but few sales staff came forward to introduce the car model for him.

Honda, Nissan, Mazda, Hyundai... Chu Yang just shook at the doors of these exhibition halls and continued to move forward. Chu Yang was really not very interested in the cars of R and Bangzi countries. It was not because of the ethnic plot, but these cars were generally thin, with poor safety and poor performance. These shortcomings are acceptable for household use. However, Chu Yang is a guy who pursues performance and taste, so he naturally looks down on these cars.

Occasionally passing by the exhibition hall of imported Volkswagen, Chu Yang felt that this brand was quite good, so he walked in.

In the spacious hall, there are more than a dozen cars of different styles parked, with the front face and WV family logo that look infinitely uniform, making it difficult to tell the specific model of each car at a glance. This is Volkswagen's usual style, and there are many who criticize it, and there are many who agree with it.

Chu Yang walked into the hall, and several customers gathered in front of different cars to review the car. The female salesmen in white shirts and black one-step skirts introduced the car to them from time to time. Seeing Chu Yang come in, no one paid attention to him except for the front desk's polite voice "Hello sir" to him.

Chu Yang also ended up having a leisurely rest, walking alone in the huge exhibition hall.

cc, Shangku, Beetle... cars waved by Chu Yang's eyes, but none of them could successfully arouse his desire to buy. He did not have high requirements for the appearance of the car, but the performance must be good. I don't know if it was influenced by Song Wan'er's GTI, but he always felt that a car like that was in line with his taste.

As I turned around, I came to a corner of the exhibition hall. Suddenly, a faint blue color entered Chu Yang's sight.

The whole body is filled with blue, sharp headlights, wide sports tires, thick double exhaust holes at the rear, and a perfect streamlined body... Although the whole car is not big, it is quietly crouching there, like a powerful beast, ready to rush out at any time!

"Beautiful!" Chu Yang couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, and then he felt that the car seemed familiar.

"Isn't this similar to Wan'er's one? It's just blue, but this blue is really beautiful." Chu Yang looked at the car and couldn't help but like it the more he looked at it.

"Hello sir, can I ask if I can help you?" Looking at the young man who looked like a big boy, he had been watching the golf for a long time. Bai Lu walked over from the service desk, nodded politely at Chu Yang, and said with a smile.

Seeing Bai Lu walk over, several female salesmen who have no customers chuckled. This newcomer really has no eyesight. She is so obviously a poor student who is eager to go up and waste time. It seems that she is so anxious.

Bai Lu is indeed anxious to complete a business. She has been in the industry for two months, but she has not sold a car until now. This is a very bad result in imported mass stores with pretty good sales. But there is no way. She is a newcomer. She will not have a fixed customer base like other colleagues, and is not good at introducing customers. She has a bad eye. It is reasonable to have such results.

Car sales seem to be very glamorous, but if you can’t sell a car, you will really starve to death with a basic salary of 800-1,000 yuan per month.

Selling cars is different. The price of imported Volkswagen is not low. Take the Sangku, which costs more than 300,000 yuan as an example. According to the one-percent commission of this store, more than 3,000 yuan is recorded, which means that the salary is more than three months. It is very common for employees with good sales performance to get tens of thousands of yuan a month for commissions.
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