Chapter 25 Section 25

That day, the third group of guests I was in charge of was a middle-aged man and a woman about twenty-five or six years old.The man sat looking around, his belly was full of fat and his hair was thin, but judging from his appearance, his financial situation seemed to be pretty good.The young woman is casually dressed, but the accessories on her body are expensive brand-name goods.The makeup on her face should be a little lighter than usual, but it is still a little thicker than the average woman.I immediately realized that they were the relationship between the wine girl and the benefactor. "Excuse me, what are you looking for today?" I handed over my business card, asked the man and pretended not to be interested in their relationship.

"We want to look at the sofa, the coffee table, and the bed first." "OK." "There is also a dressing table." The woman said to the man next to her. The man looked like a pig. "Oh, yes. Let's look at the dresser, too." "Okay. Then, this way please." I led the two of them forward. I figured that the woman must have just got a new house and wanted furniture, so she pestered the middle-aged man to buy it for her.Of course, the two were not married.The man has a wife and children, and he just wants to continue the so-called affair with her and build a love nest together.

That being the case, there is nothing to be polite about.I will recommend expensive high-end products one by one.The man definitely wants to show off in front of the woman, and the woman also wants to see how much the man is willing to spend on herself. If the other party is an ordinary newlyweds, I will take them to the domestic product area first, but these two people can skip this step.I took them directly to the German-made sofa area, and there happened to be a certain manufacturer’s inventory of products that were about to be changed, and the instructions were to sell them as soon as possible, but the price of this product was obviously higher than other products, and most customers would not agree purchase.Just when I was having a headache, Fat Sheep came to the door.I am secretly happy.

I have been working for this furniture sales company for two years.At the beginning, he was a part-time employee. He became a full-time employee a year ago, and soon became a salesperson in the store.A major feature of this store is that basically all customers will be accompanied by a salesperson. The main purpose is to improve the service quality, but in fact it is also to prevent customers who just look but don't buy from wandering around in the store. Customers who come to the door for the first time must first log in as a member at the entrance counter, and then the company will assign a salesperson to follow the visitor.When the guest comes next time, he can name the salesperson who was in charge of the reception last time, or ask for a replacement.Those who are nominated by most guests are excellent employees.I have a good reputation among newcomers.

"It's also a leather sofa, and there are many types. Let me tell you a simple identification method." I took out a small magnifying glass and moved closer to the surface of the sofa beside me. "Look. You can see the pores, right? This is animal skin, so of course it has pores just like humans. If this is low-quality leather, the pores will be crushed." The woman stared at the magnifying glass carefully and made a sound of admiration.The middle-aged man also looked satisfied. I sold a set of German-made sofas according to the goal, and then successfully got them to buy a marble coffee table, and then went to the American-made furniture section.After they decided they wanted a streamlined bed frame, I sold the superlative twin mattresses in the bedding section.It is a pity that the dresser that the woman likes was not found.

"That pair will come again." After I returned to the office, I reported the results to my colleagues. "They seem to have bought a middle-aged apartment. Although it originally had lamps attached, the mistress didn't seem to like it. She said that the living room furniture set bought today is simple and modern, and it doesn't match the messy lamp now. People are like that, Once you have high-end furniture, you want a complete set. They will probably come back soon.” "You have caught a good guest." The colleague said enviously. "Then they have to name me next time." I lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

In the past few years, I have changed several jobs, and this seems to be the one that suits me best.I love furniture and find it fun to think about home decor for someone else.When encountering customers who want to obtain a beautiful and comfortable living environment with a low budget, I will not only consider making business, but will consider them from the standpoint of my relatives and friends.The point is, what the customer wants. I thought from the bottom of my heart that it would be great if I could keep doing this job. After smoking a cigarette, a call came in from the counter, hoping that I would serve a customer who came to the store for the first time.At that time, there were several salesmen on call, but I happened to be the one who answered the phone.I put the second cigarette back in the case, picked up my coat and stood up.

As I put on my crooked tie, I walked towards the reception hall. "Where are the guests?" I asked the counter lady. "That one." She pointed to the entrance.A woman with long hair stares at a display of antique furniture.She was wearing a light blue one-piece dress. I took the information from the counter lady and walked towards her.The so-called information refers to the form that the customer fills in when he logs in as a member; the name, address, and phone number are written on it.If it was me normally, I should confirm the name before walking towards the customer, but only that day, I walked past without looking carefully.

"I kept you waiting for a long time." I said to the back of the female guest, and then looked down at the name column on the information. I don't know which one is faster, the speed of her turning around and my action of confirming the name, maybe it was almost at the same time.In any case, my whole body froze as if struck by lightning. Standing there was Yukiko Uehara.She's grown up and more feminine than she was a few years ago, but there's nothing wrong with her. She didn't seem to recognize me right away, but it was impossible not to feel suspicious when she saw the man with a stiff expression in front of her.

She frowned slightly.I took a step closer to her, intending to hand out the card, but my fingertips were too trembling to hold it properly. "Uh..., where were we before..." She spoke first.It seems she remembers me. I finally took out my business card and handed it forward with shaking fingers. "Long time no see. Thank you for taking care of me at the time." My voice was also trembling. She looked at the name on the business card, her eyes wandered in the air, and she looked like she was recalling her memory.Soon, her eyes focused on my face, and she said "ah", "You are that Mr. Tajima at that time..."

"Be safe." I bowed my head. "Scared me. Do you work here?" "Well, I changed a lot of jobs before." "That's it." "At that time, I really caused you trouble." "Ah, don't do that..." She lowered her gaze. I don't know if this should be called a coincidence.I work in a job where a lot of people come and go every day, and maybe the fact that I haven't met someone I used to know so far is a miracle in itself. "Miss Uehara..." I said while looking at the documents at hand. "I approached you without reading the information carefully. I was so careless. I'll find someone else to serve you right away. I'm sorry to make you feel uncomfortable." I bowed my head again to apologize.Just before I turned around to leave, she said, "I don't care." I stopped the steps I was about to take, turned around and met Yukiko's eyes. "Before," she said to me with a smile. "There's nothing to worry about anymore." "But, wouldn't it be unpleasant for you to be introduced by me...?" "I just said, I don't care anymore. Or, Mr. Tajima is not good at doing things?" "No, that's not the case." I scratched my head.It's a fact that it's not easy to do things, but it's not that I don't want to introduce her. "Let me introduce, is it really okay?" "I'm sorry to trouble you." Her smile was exactly the same as back then.She said that she wanted to see the curtains. She didn't seem to be buying them today, but she just wanted to see them first.I asked her, "Do you want to change the style of the curtains in the house?" "Well, almost." She tilted her head slightly. There is a waitress who specializes in curtains in the store, and I introduced her to Yukiko. Yukiko seems to have not yet determined the feeling she wants to create in the house.After listening to several proposals, she said that she had to think about it again. "There are so many styles, it's hard to decide," she said after leaving the curtain area. "Don't worry. You can talk to me at any time." "Thank you." "Don't thank me, it's my job." Yukiko smiled and nodded after listening to me.She said she wanted to see some furniture, so I showed her around the store. "Miss Yukiko is working on...?" I asked as I walked. "What I'm doing now is an accountant's work. But what kind of work have you done so far, Tajima-san?" "I just said that I have done many kinds of jobs. I also worked in the freight company outsourced by this store before, and I entered this store as a temporary employee through the relationship there." "You work hard." "It's okay." I was overjoyed when I was praised by her. I took her to the floor where paulownia chests and other furniture suitable for Japanese rooms are placed.Besides the fact that there were hardly any guests there, there was another reason. "This is my favorite place." Standing at the entrance of that floor, I took a deep breath, and felt the air with the aroma of wood entering the cavity. Yukiko looked up at me, as if asking, "Why?" "Whenever I come here, I think of the home I grew up in. It was an old house, and there was no floor in the kitchen. There was a piece of paulownia furniture in the house at that time. You may not believe it, but my family even invited maid." Yukiko opened her eyes wide. "Your family is rich." "Well. Because my father is a dentist, I think there is a little bit of money. However, that happened when I was a child. Later, the family fell apart, and I fell into a life of poverty in one breath." "It's hard for you." "But I shouldn't have done that." "What kind of thing?" "Business of things." "Oh." She turned her face away, as if she didn't want to think about that. "That old man...is he called Grandpa Ranch? What happened to him after that?" "You can rest assured about that. The money came back to him without a hitch." "Do you want the money back? The full amount?" She nodded slightly. "Grandpa Ranch is so lucky. Someone seems to be still in a lawsuit! Grandpa got the money back because someone helped him." It was indeed amazing to get the money back from that company. "What is it..." I asked halfway, and swallowed my words.I think that I am not qualified to ask this matter because I haven't helped anything. "Grandpa Ranch is also very energetic now. Although the condition of his feet and waist seems to be not ideal, he often goes for walks in the park." "Yeah, that would be great." I felt a mixture of relief and guilt. After taking him around the store for more than an hour, we returned to the reception hall.She said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't buy anything." I shook my head. "Not every visitor who comes to visit will buy things from me. Besides, I am very happy today." "That's good." "You can talk to me about the curtains at any time. If you call in advance, I will spare that time and not arrange work." "um. Thank you." I watched with joy the back of Kiko leaving on the other side of the glass door. After that day, I was immersed in the joy of happiness for several days.When I was in the company, I couldn’t calm down. Whenever the phone rang, I answered the phone first, and when introducing products to other customers, I also wondered: “Will she call at this time. " Yukiko left information when she logged in as a member, so I know her contact information.Several times I wanted to take the initiative to call her, and I could make up a variety of reasons, such as just saying that there were new curtains.However, I didn't have the courage to pick up the microphone.I don't want her to think that, with just a little familiarity, I think she has completely forgotten the past. After a few days of melancholy, the long-awaited call finally came.At the time, I had just returned to the office from a group of guests.A senior employee held a microphone in his hand and told me that a Miss Uehara was calling. I snatched the microphone from his hand and said, "Hi, I'm Tajima." My breathing became rapid. "Hello, I'm Uehara. Thank you last time." "Where, you're welcome." I paid attention to the eyes of the senior employee and responded.Excessively intimate speaking is prohibited in the office. "Tomorrow, I want to go over and bother you. I wonder if it's convenient?" "No problem. What time is it?" I replied with suppressed excitement. The next day is Saturday.She said she would come around six o'clock in the evening.I told her that I am looking forward to your visit.I almost hummed the song, but put it down right away. I woke up the next morning with a little excitement, not only caring about my hairstyle, but also whether my beard was cleanly shaved.Fortunately, I wear a uniform, so I don't have to worry about clothes. There are a lot of customers who come to the store on Saturdays, and there are often insufficient staff. At this time, customers are invited to visit by themselves.I have to deal with customers constantly, but I'm always absent-minded, always looking at my watch, hoping that six o'clock will come soon. In the reception hall, I watched a customer leave who had no interest in buying but kept asking me to explain the product.At this time, Yukiko Uehara walked into the store.She was wearing a gray suit, and she smiled at me when she saw me. "You came just in time, the previous guest just left." "You're so busy, isn't it okay?" "Of course. Besides, Miss Yukiko is also a distinguished customer of our store." She said thank you. "So, can you go directly to the curtain area?" She nodded silently.What follows is my blissful time. "Honestly, I was worried. I thought you might not come to the store again." "why?" "Because so much has happened before." "Stop mentioning the past. It's all over." She spoke in a warning tone. "Yes." I said. Once we got to the curtained area, we saw the waitress standing there with a confused face.She looked our way, asking me for help with her eyes. "What happened?" "Oh, Tajima. A strange guest came just now." "What kind of weird method?" "He said he wanted to look at the curtains, and I said, 'Please do yourself.' As a result, he actually pulled down the displays hanging in mid-air one by one. Not only that, but also the lace curtains..." "What the hell! Do you want to call the guards?" "But if he says he's just comparing styles, we're fine." "That's right, but he tore off the exhibits one by one, didn't he cause inconvenience to other guests?" "That's it. That's why I'm scratching my head." "Where is that person?" "Over there at the table." I nodded and buttoned my coat. "Miss Yukiko, please stay here. I think it should be resolved immediately." After speaking, he walked forward. I walked through the aisle covered with curtains on both sides, and saw what the waitress said, a man faced the table and put a dozen display items on the table and chairs. "Sir, I'm sorry, because other guests also have to look at it, can you please only take out two or three pieces of cloth at a time?" I said to the man in the ivory coat. However, the man did not respond. He still turned his back to me, changing the position of the curtains, or picking them up to watch through the light. "gentlemen……" "Don't be so stingy." The man still turned his back to me. "I'm just looking." "But, this will make other guests uncomfortable..." When I was halfway through speaking, the man turned around quickly, and seeing his face, I was dumbfounded, and my mind instantly went blank. "My house has many windows, so I need many curtains. I don't know which one to choose." The face that troubled me before is now in front of my eyes.There was a smirk on that face. "long time no see!" It's a bit ignorant to say it, but I actually replied to him at the time: "Hi!" Probably because I haven't recovered my normal thinking ability.Seeing my dazed look, Cang Moxiu smiled even more heartily. "What's the matter? Look at your suspicious face. Am I so weird here?" He licked his lips with his tongue. "However, it did scare you." "Why are you here?" "God knows, why?" He spread his hands like a buffoon. I felt someone behind me, and when I looked back, Yukiko was walking out from between the curtains. At that moment, I felt a throbbing pain in my chest.I didn't think about anything specifically, but the ominous premonition was like a needle, piercing my heart. "I'm sorry." Yukiko looked embarrassed. "He wanted me to keep it from you, that's why I walked in the store alone. I told him not to do that childish thing, but he wouldn't listen." "This is a small play I directed. After all, we haven't seen each other for five or six years. Isn't it too ordinary to appear in front of you and say 'hello'?" Kuramochi joked. "What's going on?" I looked at the faces of the two separately. "Are you playing tricks on me?" "Why are you angry?" Kuramochi smiled wryly, standing next to Yukiko as a matter of course. "Didn't Yukiko come here before? Then she told me about you. So I said that I would go together some other day." I looked at Yukiko.My expression must be ugly. "Why didn't you mention Kuramo before?" I couldn't care less to speak in a polite tone. "Well, I missed the opportunity to mention him before I knew it." She stuck out her tongue.That behavior made me even angrier. "You are amazing. You actually work in such a first-class furniture store. I was very happy for you when Yukiko told me. I have been worried about you." Kuramochi looked around the store and said.He used the tone of admiration, but I heard the undertone of contempt hidden under that sentence. "Have you two...uh, been in touch since then?" "After that you mean after the Toshishangji incident? Well, yes. That incident killed us all." He spoke as if he was a victim.I'm afraid he has been pretending to be a victim in front of Yukiko. "Miss Uehara," I asked Yukiko. "Could it be that the person who helped the old man on the ranch was..." "That's him." She admitted readily. I looked at Kuramochi in surprise.He scratched his nose shyly. "It's a small thing. Just because I'm an insider, there's a lot of opportunity." "But, there shouldn't be a dime left in the business, isn't it?" "That's true, but I have many ways to get them to hand over the money. Forget it, that kind of thing is not important. Anyway, show us around the store. Did you show Yukiko around before? Let's look at the furniture Let’s report on each other’s recent situation.” "Sorry, I can't do that, I'm working now." "Who told you to skip work? We are customers! It's your job to show customers the furniture, right? Introduce us some furniture that you think is worth recommending!" At some point, Kuramochi's hand was on Yukiko's shoulder.I caught this scene out of the corner of my eye and decided to ask him a question. "Are the two of you dating now?" To my embarrassment, my voice broke. "That's right." Kuramochi said casually. "We're getting married next spring, so we're looking for furniture for our new home."