Huang Shaotian- What if AU

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"Huang Shoatian have you reached the quota for the day?"

It was currently breaktime and many males in suits gathered in the cafeteria.

"Not yet. Gotta do some more. Woke up late today, so came later to work and then-" Shaotian rambled for a bit more but surprisingly no one got annoyed.

That was because everyone here was naturally a talkative machine. It was part of their job. Shaotian sat with his colleagues at a table and ate while talking simultaneously.

The only downside to everyone being so chatty was that everyone fought for their turn to speak or waited until they drew over their break time.

However, Shaotin's skills were unrivalled. He was crowned the 'Fooling King' because no one could even reach the quota that Shaotian rushed through every day.

As a salesman, Shaotian was not only able to move the annoyed customers' hearts but also fool them with bullshit, on top of that his looks were always popular with females.

That was why Shaotain mostly targeted females but the rare times he went for male customers, they always admired his tenacity and the strong manly aura Shaotian exuded.

No matter what, Shaotian was always able to conquer. Conquer, conquer, conquer.

Trash talk, trash talk, trash talk. It was easy for Shaotian. Even if the commission was split into 50-50 with his company, Shaotian still made a lot of money.

It was apparent just looking at his Armani suit, his Rolex watch and smell his charming perfume.

"By the way that's today's item?" Shaotian hasn't looked at his commissions today.

"A knife set."

Shaotian's face contorted.

"Useless! What the hell's with this useless thing? How are you supposed to sell it? Folks can just go to the supermarket and get that shit. Damn what are the higher-ups even thinking about?"

"Man, I feel you, I was lucky to sell one today!"

"Damn really? None for me. None for most of the others too."

Shaotian almost paled. He just had to let his tongue do all the action. This was a headache. The company Shaotian worked for had made deals with various other companies. To sell the items of these companies, salesmen like Shaotian were needed.

Salary was based on items sold a day and the items changed everyday. The items that weren't sold would come back at the end of every month.

Shaotian has been through various stupid items, so this one shouldn't be hard, "How much did you sell it for?"

"1000, sprouted bullshit like stainless steel, good quality metal out of the volcano whatever, even though it's a cheap ass knife you could get for under a fiver," one of the guys replied.

The reason why Shaotian succeeded was because his methods were different from everyone else's. Fooling customers with talks about how high-quality the item was was as avage as every salesman could get.

Shaotian wouldn't take this approach.

Shaotian knew this job wasn't well viewed. He was treated as a pest by most people or had doors shut right in front of his face but once the hang was gotten out of it, the pay was pretty good.

For example, the guy just sold the knife set for 1000. Split by 50, it'd be 500 a day.

500 for 5 days a week would be 2500, times 4 was 10 000 a month. Of course, there were taxes and stuff and sometimes they wouldn't sell anything but the average was already much higher than what other jobs could give.

And a pro like Shaotian could get 5 or even 10 times as much in a day.

"Alright," Shaotian flexed his fingers while getting to work.

He put 10 sets of the knives into his bag. If he sold them for a 1000 each then he could get 5000.

Shaotian this time was heading to a new part of another city. He didn't want to continue attacking the same places although he did have a fan club that religiously waited for him to appear in their houses to buy everything he offered. These rich people. Or sometimes, Shaotian drove them to become bankrupt.

Well...

Shaotian pressed the bell and waited. He checked his hair in the glass of the house's front door when a housewife opened it with a kid in her arms.

"Hello Miss," Shaotian smiled and the female blushed a bit but nevertheless said, "I'm not a Miss anymore. Also, sorry but we don't want anything."

The door was about to close when Shaotian set his foot in the gap and smiled even brighter, "Miss! You're so young and pretty, how can I not call you that, right? Right? Your mum's really beautiful, isn't it so?"

Shaotian smield at the little boy who nodded but then shyly buried his face into his mum's chest.

"Oh my," the mother seemed to enjoy Shaotian's compliments.

"Miss, are you perhaps married?"

"Divorced," the woman said with a sigh.

"That's dangerous! a lovely woman with her equally lovely child living alone! You'll be an easy target! You have to keep safe, right? Right? For this I recommend you a defensive weapon! A knife set! You know when the intruders come in, you can't just pull out a weapon and bang, shoot them right?

That's why these handy knives come into play! It's just not any ordinary knife, they can also be used as kitchen knives! Isn't it amazing? A handy 2 in 1! Of course, keeping it out of reach for kids! But the sleek and elegant design of the knives will make you look badass and elegant at the same time. BAM! Another 2 in 1! Miss, you have to take a look. A closer look! What do you see?"

Shaotian held up the knife in front of the woman's perplexed face, "I-I don't know?"

"What? Can't you see the goddess staring back at you? That's right! It's not a 2 in 1 but a 3 in 1, it's also a handy mirror at home in case you don't have one but your lovely face is already perfect without needing to check it! Aren't you gorgeous? Aren't these knives amazing? You're a perfect match! 3 in 1, cook, stab and watch yourself!"

On that day, Shaotian successfully sold all 10 sets, earning him 5000.

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