Nicole Smith

 



Customers Services  Is A Buyer  

From Nicole Smith


The Translation Of Customers is Buyers 

The Work is A Seller  

And The Translations  Of Cashier Empolymenyess is Sellers .. 

The Work is A Seller  


During A Disasters ., The Blast Of Job-related Work Space


The Job Is The Seller ..   

The Buyer is The Customer Service 

The Work is A Seller  

Blast / Of Disasters 

Believe  

Listen

Apologize 

Satisfied

Thank You 



The Buyer is The Customer Service 

The Work is A Seller   

Thank You . From The Seller and The Buyer .. 













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