Chapter 903 The Demise of Bootlicker
Weakling Spirit nodded, "I have some impression. We didn''t hear much about online shopping before,
but there were often peopleing to school to distribute flyers."
Most of the flyers at school were for novels.
Students who wanted to buy books would take the promotional flyers, which had colorful novel covers
like "The Left Ear" and "That Guy is Arrogant"... they were especially popr among girls.
After checking the boxes on the flyers, they would hand them over to the salesperson, who would then
ce the order. After one or two weeks, the novels would be delivered by mail.
Of course, in addition to books, there were also some small essories like earrings and nes,
but clothes were rare. Everyone was used to going out to buy clothes and shoes.
Unlike now, many people buy things by opening a shopping app, cing an order, making the
payment, and waiting for the delivery. They can usually receive their purchased items within two or
three days.
"It can be said that the convenience of shopping now is inseparable from the efforts of the salespeople
who paved the way for emerce."
Weakling Spirit exined this to Lilly.
Lilly said, "Wow... I learned something new."
She didn''t know about the process from the past in her generation.
Bootlicker nodded and continued:
"Exactly, that''s right... I started with this kind of promotion, distributing flyers at schools."
It was easy to do because students were easy to talk to. As long as he found a willing student to take
the flyers to school and register the orders, he would collect themter and ce the orders together.
He would receive amission from the tform and the stores for helping with online orders.
But those were small-scale activities. Later, he took on another business line.
"Finding businesses to join the tform," Bootlicker said, "finding those store owners and persuading
them to open online stores on the tform."
If he sessfully signed one, he would receive a substantialmission.
"After bing familiar with it, small shops no longer satisfied me. I wanted to work withrger stores.
At that time, there were store ratings, and I would earn a 10%mission if I managed to get a ''Purple
Diamond'' store to join."
ordingly, he started looking for small-scalepanies.
"But why would they trust me or thepany? It was so easy to run physical stores back then."
"So, I had to butter them up in every way possible, constantly tter them, treat them to meals, drinks,
and singing. I went all out to build rtionships."
"For male bosses, I would praise them as sessful and dominant individuals. For female bosses, I
would praise their youth, beauty, and entrepreneurial spirit. If they were slim, I would marvel at their
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great figure and ask for beauty tips. If they were overweight, I would envy their good fortune, assuming
they must be wealthy and prosperous."
In short, there was no horse he couldn''t tter!
Gradually, he became so skilled at ttery that it came naturally to him. He could easily make bosses
feel on top of the world with just his words. There was nothing he couldn''t understand!
"Who would have thought that one day I would tter the wrong person."
Bootlicker grumbled, "One day, I saw my ultimate client—a certain boss walking with a young, beautiful,
and well-proportioned woman."
The boss wasn''t bad-looking, just a little older, the type of man who aged like fine wine.
The girl was much younger, barely 18.
"I looked at him with envy, thinking he truly deserved to be a sessful person if he could find such a
good-looking woman."
Harem Spirit chimed in, "So, was the girl his daughter?"
Bootlicker replied, "It would have been that simple if she was his daughter."
After the girl finished shopping, she chatted with the boss while he apanied her.
The boss smirked and said, "Women are all materialistic. Give them some money, and they''re willing to
be mistresses. They''re all about money. If you give them enough, they''ll do whatever you want, even in
bed."
"I knew this was a form of male boasting, showing off his wealth and his prowess in that area. But,
most importantly, based on my years of experience in ttery, I could hear his disdain for women."
"The essence of ttery is to identify the client''s pain points, the things others don''t know, especially in
terms of concepts... and hit the bullseye with your ttery!"
With so many people ttering, why was he the only one who seeded by ttery alone? It was
because he had learned to ''build shared values'' with his clients.
The boss''s disdain for women was his hidden pain point.
"Immediately, I responded, ''Exactly! Mistresses are so cheap, just like female dogs. They only care
about money, but it has to be a boss like you. Others can''t afford it.''"
"Then I jokingly said, ''Boss, you''re still going strong. You''ve taken good care of yourself! How did you
manage to do that? Care to share your experiences with me?''"
The spirits looked puzzled, "What''s wrong with that statement?"
It wasn''t about whether the statement aligned with their values, but rather, ording to Bootlicker''s
ttery technique, there shouldn''t have been any mistakes.
Bootlicker looked frustrated, "The problem lies in the term ''mistress'' and the phrase ''going strong''."
This boss was difficult to tter. He was petty and vindictive.
Not only that, he had a particr desire for the thrill of controlling everything, like an emperor deciding
life and death.
"Let me put it this way, when one of his employees talked behind his back and he found out, he had the
person beaten until they were disabled, making it clear that he had the power to control everything."
Because of that, Bootlicker had been doing his best to please, tter, and say nice things.
"Who could have imagined that this person himself would be someone else''s mistress..."
The spirits looked perplexed.
Josh clicked his tongue and said, "...tsk."