The others were still a little nervous, fearing that something unexpected might happen.
It's okay if you don't get the orders; the worst thing is ruining your reputation.
However, seeing that everyone in the department store, from Manager Gao to the sales staff, looked calm, they became less nervous.
Huang Qinqin reminded, "Of course, if any bottle tastes different, we will compensate you tenfold."
"However, if every bottle tastes the same, you need to apologize to us."
The Koreans waved their hands dismissively, convinced that things were definitely different, so they didn't take Huang Qinqin's words to heart at all.
George, with his tall stature, managed to squeeze into the innermost part of the room.
He was a little disappointed because he saw three or four kinds of pickled vegetables on the table, but only one was available for tasting.
Now that the Koreans have bought samples for them out of their own pockets, George certainly can't miss out.
Although he could afford it, he didn't want to waste money when he wasn't sure if other pickled vegetables would taste just as good.
George first tried the pickled radish, wanting to confirm whether the taste could remain at the same level.
He didn't suspect that they would deliberately give them the good ones to try, while selling the bad ones.
The main reason is that even if the same chef cooks the same dish, it cannot be guaranteed that it will taste the same every time.
To George's surprise, the two jars of pickled radishes he opened later tasted exactly the same!
George thought this chef was truly amazing, to have such mastery of the flavors!
Grandma Huang, far away in Huangjia Village, only wanted to give George one piece of advice: You know nothing about the capabilities of the poor.
Grandma Huang developed the recipe because she was poor, and she had an incredibly precise grasp of how much of each ingredient to use.
After George tried all the different kinds of pickled vegetables, he waited to see the Korean make a fool of himself. He had tried them all, and each one was delicious in its own way, so the Korean could no longer keep his guns on him.
When Huang Qinqin saw that the expressions of the Koreans changed after they tried the food, she felt a little smug and said that their pickled vegetables were fine.
The others felt particularly good, thinking that they deserved to be ashamed, since they themselves thought so dirty of others!
However, they still wanted to make money off them, so someone quietly reminded Manager Gao: "There's no need to be aggressive. Remember, the orders are the key."
Manager Gao understood and immediately conveyed the leader's message to Huang Qinqin, asking her to move on from the matter and try to guide them to place an order.
Huang Qinqin felt somewhat dissatisfied after hearing this. They had already reached an agreement, and she was still expecting an apology from the Koreans.
But since she's the boss, she has no choice but to do whatever the boss says.
Huang Qinqin said with a forced smile, "Of course, I believe you didn't do it on purpose."
"You're so eager to figure this out because you want to buy in bulk, but you're worried about the taste being different, right?"
Huang Qinqin deliberately emphasized the words "buy in large quantities," believing the translator would understand what she meant.
The translator clearly understood the meaning, and even added embellishments during the translation process.
After translating Huang Qinqin's original words, he added, "Since the reason for actively seeking verification is because of the desire to purchase in large quantities, the apology can be waived."
The subtext was quite clear: if you're not going to buy it, then apologize.
Face or money, you can only choose one.
After hearing this, the Koreans' expressions turned even worse. Although they had wanted to buy a batch to take back to Korea after discovering that the pickled vegetables tasted really good.
But the feeling of wanting to buy something versus being forced to buy it is completely different.
The Korean man said with a ferocious expression, "Of course, we are planning to buy in large quantities."
"However, we still need to go back and discuss the specific number of orders. It's getting late, and we're a bit tired, so we'll go back and rest for a bit."
When Huang Qinqin heard them say they would place an order, she smiled genuinely and said with concern, "That's such a pity, we have so many unique products that we haven't been able to introduce to you."
"Let's do it another day. We're going to be staying here for several more days. Let's see another day."
After the Korean finished speaking, he left without looking back.
They didn't want to stay a second longer, and no matter what good things were left, they had no interest in looking at them.
People from several countries were there, but they were the only ones who spent money and still lost face!
The translator in charge of the Korean delegation saw them leave and quickly followed them with one of the staff members.
Seeing that the Koreans had all left, two of the Japanese expressed their desire to place an order, so Manager Gao had others take them up to the third floor for a detailed discussion.
In the United States, only George seemed interested in pickles.
However, other Americans did spend money to buy some, although they didn't plan to buy a lot, but it was still nice to buy a few bottles to try.
As a businessman, George did not immediately express his desire to buy, but instead planned to first clarify the issues he wanted to understand.
"How long can these pickled vegetables be stored? Are they available all year round?"
"Normally, it can be stored for at least six months unopened, but we recommend consuming it within one month."
Huang Qinqin picked up a jar of pickled taro stems and said to George, "This is available all year round, the others are not."
George nodded. Although he didn't know what pickled taro stems were, he thought they tasted pretty good. They were sour and should be a good accompaniment to the steak.
He had already decided to buy it, but he wanted to try to bargain, even though 3 yuan a bottle wasn't expensive (equivalent to 0.3 yuan a bottle in US dollars).
But he is, after all, a businessman. What businessmen think about most every day is how to make the most money with the least cost.
"I'd like to ask, if I buy a lot and sign a long-term contract with you, can I get a discount?"
When George asked if there was a discount, Huang Qinqin and Manager Gao exchanged an awkward glance. Huang Qinqin then gestured for Manager Gao to come over.
Because the price quoted to the Koreans was 3 yuan per bottle, Huang Qinqin didn't dare to answer his question casually.
When in doubt, consult your supervisor; it's never a bad idea.
Manager Gao was originally unwilling to come forward, because no matter what the process was like, as long as the result was good, the greatest credit would go to him.
Huang Qinqin not only remained silent, but also walked directly behind him, leaving Manager Gao with no choice but to step forward and answer George.
Hello, may I ask your name?
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