Old Zhang was left dumbfounded; after working himself to death and selling five thousand units, he was quite pleased with himself, only to find that the always-bottom-ranking Zhao silently racked up twenty thousand orders. At this rate, his position as the sales champion was going to be threatened.
"You keep busy, I have some matters to take care of first!" Old Zhang said in a frantic rush, and promptly left the logistics department.
Becoming the sales champion wasn't just a title, there were real benefits at stake. The top seller of the month would get a bonus of ten thousand yuan. Now, with the bonus about to go to someone else, Old Zhang was determined to find out what had happened.
Back in the office, Old Zhang quickly accessed the company's backend software to check. Each sales manager's transactions were logged with notes—they showed in which livestream the gifts were given, and then how many orders were made, all clear as day.
