This refers to the wealthy, not the second generation of rich people.
The second generation of rich people have money and time, and they like excitement, such as picking up girls, going to dance halls, etc.
But the rich are different, they like to maintain their health and drink tea.
An advertisement was recently published in the newspaper: Go camping in a Wuling car, drink tea, stay healthy, and enjoy life!
The advertisement is very simple, even without any highlights, but the main body of the advertisement is attractive.
A square box, equipped with high-quality tea sets, a space that belongs only to each other, going to watch the ebb and flow of the tide, the sunrise and the moonrise above the sea of clouds.
This isn't a car, it's a lifestyle!
"Brother Cai, Brother Cai... Hahaha, I didn't expect this." In Zeng Wangcai's office on the top floor of the grocery store, Bao Anpai laughed excitedly while holding a notebook, "Our cars are very popular. We have received orders for a total of 27 units..."
Wuling Motors Trading Company was established not long ago, and the customized camper vans have not been launched for long, but it has been half a month.
An order for twenty-seven vehicles may seem like a small number, but in fact... the transaction amount is not low.
The minimum price of a car is 200,000 yuan, with no upper limit. Every customer needs to have a meeting with Zeng Wangcai to work out what they want in the car before finally quoting a price.
"This is just the beginning. We are not selling cars, but concepts, understand?" Zeng Wangcai laughed. "This is just a framework. Our goal is overseas. Jiangdao is not big, and not many people can afford cars. Once our factory is opened and has sufficient production, we will make a fortune. With cars and shipping, we don't need to rely on others."
Making money is not Zeng Wangcai’s main purpose, gaining momentum is.
Zeng Wangcai discovered that the quantity of these expensive materials he was getting from the space could not keep up, so it was necessary to set up a factory.
Just as Zeng Wangcai was making promises to Bao Anpai, his cell phone rang.
"The vast sky is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills... yo yo..."
The ringtone that belonged only to Zhang Xiuzhi rang, and Zeng Wangcai subconsciously took out his cell phone: "Wai'er, wife..."
On the other side, Bao An's group was confused... What is this thing? It can sing? This... is so fashionable and sounds so good...
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