Chapter 70 You Can’t Afford It
Chen Jinyue asked Mr. Qian to help, which was naturally something they had already agreed on.
As for the price, he has the final say.
To put it simply, the pricing power for everything on the first floor lies in the hands of Mr. Qian.
This feeling of being one of the family made Mr. Qian have the illusion that "this is his shop", so he naturally spared no effort to help Chen Jinyue maximize his profits.
"Why are you like this, old man? It's not yours, why are you so harsh on us old friends?"
Someone complained to him dissatisfiedly, and Mr. Qian's eyebrows immediately rose. "You're not right! My niece's things are of course mine! The price is non-negotiable. If you don't want it, put it down. Others will want to see it!"
He reached out to take the item, but the other party slapped his hand away, "Who said I don't want it! Who said I don't want it! Pay the bill!"
Mr. Qian turned around with a smile and told Yu Jianing, "Give him a bill."
Yu Jianing, “…”
It was the first time she had seen such a grand scene where a group of bosses were competing to choose.
When did buying antiques become as easy as buying cabbage?
Without time to think, she went to collect the money awkwardly.
Looking at the strings of zeros entering the account, Yu Jianing refreshed her understanding of this industry.
It seems that there are not so many routine calculations...
Soon it was Boss Zhang's turn to pay.
He was thick-skinned and easily forgot the unpleasantness just now and the previous conflict with Yu Jianing. His shrewd eyes were narrowed with a smile.
"Girl, this is your first time seeing the world after graduation, and it was your uncle who brought you here, right? Whenever this store has something good, you must think of your uncle first!"
“???”
Yu Jianing was young after all, and this was the first time she encountered such a shameless person. She was so angry that she felt dizzy and didn't know what to say for a long time.
It was Old Qian who came over when he saw this and said, "Brother Zhang, have you asked the price yet? Are you going to pay?"
Boss Zhang said arrogantly, "After all, I've been in the antique business for so many years, my eyes are the ruler! How much is it worth? Do you still need to ask?"
"Oh?" Mr. Qian looked at him with interest. "Then it wasn't you who was cheated and cursed in the group before?"
Boss Zhang, “…”
Mr. Qian didn't let him go, "Do you need me to list them for you?"
Boss Zhang looked embarrassed. "That's all old news. Why bring it up? Let's talk about this thing. It's beautifully shaped, elegant and dignified. The glaze is milky white and reflects a warm, smooth light. It's top-quality."
He changed the subject, "But I heard that you got a lot of these things before, right? If there are too many handed down from generation to generation, they will be worthless."
Mr. Qian's smile remained unchanged. "So? What do you think it's worth?"
Boss Zhang held up two fingers and said, "Two hundred thousand at most."
Mr. Qian laughed cheerfully, and Boss Zhang followed suit, but his smile was a little weak. He wondered if he had paid too high and was being laughed at.
Then the next second, Mr. Qian snatched the porcelain bowl from his hand and his smile disappeared.
"Two hundred thousand, go look at other options. This one's not for sale!"
“Hey you…!”
"It's true that this kind of texture and quality is not rare, but don't you see what era this is from? Only a few of us old guys have such well-preserved porcelain from that era. Do you think it can be found elsewhere?"
“…”
Boss Zhang's eyes lit up slightly. Are they the only ones who have it?
Qian Lao snorted coldly and continued, "We got a lot, that's our ability! Whether you can get it from me depends on your ability!"
Boss Zhang's expression finally changed. He rarely made friends with others, and his relationship with Mr. Qian was indeed not very good.
What's more, there was a conflict before.
"Oh, open business, isn't it all about mutual consent? I like it, you're willing to sell it, and the price is negotiable..."
"The price you gave is hard to say!"
Mr. Qian was fuming and glaring, not buying it at all.
He has always been thrifty in his business, and he has been displeased with this man for a long time.
Boss Zhang really liked this porcelain bowl. He hadn't gotten a good item in a long time, so he immediately gave in and said, "Okay, then tell me, how much do you want?"
Mr. Qian calmly extended five fingers.
Boss Zhang almost jumped up and down, "Five hundred thousand! Why don't you just go and rob it?"
"Robbery like you did? I can't do that!" Old Qian took the opportunity to bring up the past. "That's the amount, even a penny less is not negotiable."
When Mr. Cao saw the situation, he rolled his eyes and came over. "Five hundred thousand is worth it. If he doesn't want it, I'll take it. Can you give me a discount?"
"I'm not the type to judge people by their taste. It doesn't matter who buys it. This is the price. If it's lower, I'll lose money."
“…”
The two sang in unison.
In the end, the deal was agreed upon for 480,000 yuan.
Boss Zhang saw that Mr. Cao really went to pay, so he quickly stepped forward to block the cashier. "It's really unkind of you, old man, to steal my love. I saw this thing first!"
Cao Laochui asked back with a smile, "Whatever you like is yours? You can't afford it..."
Boss Zhang was upset that he couldn't afford it, not to mention that even a shrewd person like Mr. Cao would buy it for 480,000 yuan, so he would definitely not lose money.
"Who said I can't afford it! I want 480,000, swipe the card!"
"Okay!"
Yu Jianing acted very quickly this time and quickly helped him pay the bill.
Although she is not as experienced and broad-minded as these teachers, she is also studying this major.
In her opinion, Boss Zhang's initial estimate of the price of the porcelain bowl was about right.
Two or three hundred thousand.
Four hundred and eighty thousand is definitely on the high side.
"Here's the invoice. The payment and goods have been settled. There are no returns or exchanges." She lowered the invoice with both hands and smiled.
Boss Zhang felt uneasy when he saw her attitude, "..."
When Old Cao saw the other party snatch the things away, he was not angry. Instead, he set his sights on the stairs to the second floor and said, "Old Qian, we have almost finished touring the first floor. Shall we go to the second floor?"
As soon as he said this, the others looked at him enthusiastically.
Old Qian had been waiting for this moment. He raised his chin proudly and his voice was filled with a hint of pride.
“There are indeed more good things on the second floor, but it’s not open to ordinary people.”
"Who are you opening it to?"
Is it the wealthy little playboy from the Zhou family?
Yu Jianing took over the conversation and introduced the rules for going to the second floor to everyone. They needed to reach a certain consumption amount or recharge amount before they could go up.
To put it simply, it is the same as the need to verify capital when buying high-quality real estate.
Everyone looked displeased.
Why would an antique shop do this?
If you have the ability, why don’t you go and participate in the auction!
Mr. Cao has the closest relationship with Mr. Qian and has the most experience in the industry. Although he doesn't understand, he agrees out of curiosity.
He thought for a moment and asked, "I've done business with Miss Chen before, and with today's spending, it must be three million. Can I get a membership card?"
Yu Jianing looked at Mr. Qian, who nodded silently at her.
When promoting new plans, customers must be able to see that they are profitable.
It would be more convincing if you put one or two people there first to take down the good stuff...
Mr. Cao had just finished applying for the membership card when he heard footsteps coming from upstairs. It was Chen Jinyue and Zhou Yichuan coming down.
Several eyes looked over and saw Zhou Yichuan holding an exquisite little box in his hand.
"What did Mr. Zhou buy?"
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