记得我在美国当推销员的第一天,我穿着笔挺的西装,一手提样品,一手挈〇〇七皮箱,汗流泱背地朝着一家中型公司的正门走去。正门的前方有一个小花圃,那时在花圃中正好有个穿汗衫短裤的糟老头子,他正在一会儿扫落叶,一会儿浇花。我不敢乱闯,害 On the first day I remember being a salesman in the United States, I walked along the front door of a medium-sized company wearing a suit, a hand-held suit, and a suitcase in my hand. There was a small flower garden in front of the main entrance, at which time there was exactly a bad old man wearing sweatshirt shorts in the flower garden, and he was sweeping the leaves for a while and watering flowers for a while. I can not rush, harm