一个女保险营销员的自白（Confessions of a woman insurance salesman）.docVIP

一个女保险营销员的自白（Confessions of a woman insurance salesman） Confessions of a woman insurance salesman - Li Xiaoan / Mo Huaiqi Last year, a victory I finally become our life-insurance company to sell the highest amount of sales. This is not only a victory in economic income (we have no base salary, but a commission) More important is the spirit of victory: the joy of accomplishment since Needless to say, the establishment of self-confidence of the meaning of life is even greater: I understand you can survive in any situation, but it is alive and well. I didnt study finance; I studied art; I worked in a ceramic factory; after a painting every day, I was able to get off work. It was very relaxing. After getting married, my husband was very kind to me, too. I thought life was going on like this. The factory does not benefit good times dont last long, well, only hundreds of yuan of salary per month. But the husbands income can also be, he said dont go to work, at home with children; he also said the sentence sounds like modern social trends: like Japan male female domestic money structure will Chinese in popularity. For a while I just picked up the kids, cooked for myself, ate myself, and played MAH jong. Gradually I felt bored. I thing youre old, but also spend half a century? So live into animal, not the bulldog happy home. I started out to private employers, like keep clothing stalls, keep the ceramic store; because of my personality is strong, assertive, mouth and fast, with the boss at the well, every part. One day my husband came home late. He explained: a womans insurance salesman has come to his rescue. She was so patient that I could not bear to drive her away.. He said, but her words very skilled, like reciting, a feeling of selling drugs, and pressing, I had her a perfunctory trouble. Then he casually said, I thought, my wife is here to do this, and its better than you. . I was silent for a while. I went into my bedroom, changed my clothes, and asked my husband wha