A Fox once saw a Crow fly off with a piece of cheese in its beak and settle on a branch of a tree.
"That's for me, as I am a Fox," said Master Reynard, and he walked up to the foot of the tree.
"Good day, Mistress Crow," he cried. "How well you are looking today: how glossy your feathers; how bright your eye. I feel sure your voice must surpass that of other birds, just as your figure does; let me hear but one song from you that I may greet you as the Queen of Birds."
The Crow lifted up her head and began to caw her best, but the moment she opened her mouth the piece of cheese fell to the ground, only to be snapped up by Master Fox.
"That will do," said he. "That was all I wanted. In exchange for your cheese I will give you a piece of advice for the future: "Do not trust flatterers."by Aeosp
Sometimes I think that my current sales job is just like the interaction between the fox and the crow....
We're the foxes, our clients are the crows, the cheese is the money...
We're just using different ways to attract their attention... let them feel how benefit the deal is going to be... in exchange, get me what I want... which is the $$$
Well, what the crows learn from here?
"Do not trust flatterers"
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