Once upon a time, there was a sales manager. He went looking for a job. After sending out his resume for some time, he eventually had an interview with the CEO of one company. The interview lasted six hours. By then, the director was drenched in sweat and the manager had asked for water three times. Yet they still couldn't reach an agreement. They started at two hundred bucks a month—and now they were arguing over two and a half kilobucks, plus percentages, bonuses, and some other things like gym memberships, mobile plans, lunches, relocation allowances, insurance, vacation, travel expenses, a company car, a laptop; the manager managed to squeeze out a whole lot of stuff for himself.
Eventually, the CEO gave in and met all the conditions. He gave everything the manager asked for.
The manager started working, and in the first month, he tripled sales, then increased them tenfold, then a hundredfold, and then he sold off absolutely everything in the office—including the furniture, stationery, the secretary to some guys for their sauna, the client database to competitors, and the boss himself to the tax authorities.
Because he was one damn good sales manager...