Chapter 131 A Chance Encounter



Tong Jun gets especially excited when it comes to shopping.

He walked at the very front of the group, guiding their direction.

Leng Feng and Tong Jiaojiao were quite content with their leisure time. More than buying anything, they enjoyed strolling hand-in-hand. Whether they actually bought anything was secondary; if they happened to find something they liked, that would be even better.

Tong Jun entered the market and, not far away, led everyone into a shop specializing in huanghuali furniture.

To avoid startling the shopkeeper, Uncle Wu instructed his bodyguards to wait outside, and only took the payment specialist, Xiao Wang, inside.

This shop is quite famous in Shanghai. It has a large store area, high-quality furniture, and integrates buying, selling, and recycling.

As soon as you enter, a handsome sales assistant comes up to you and asks enthusiastically, "What are you looking for?"

Tong Jun replied, "Do you have a huanghuali wood canopy bed with a pound weight?"

The sales assistant was taken aback by his question, because this kind of bed is usually used by rich young ladies and not many male customers buy it. Moreover, this thing is extremely expensive, with the price of one bed being equivalent to that of a set of furniture.

The Thousand-Pound Step Bed, also known as the Eight-Step Bed, is a room within a bed. It is very large, with a corridor outside the bed and furniture such as tables and stools.

In ancient times, young women could eat, drink, and relieve themselves on this bed before marriage, truly living a life where they never left their homes.

The sales assistant paused for a few seconds, then, considering that some men might have unusual preferences, asked in a professional manner:

"How big is your bedroom? We have canopy beds in different sizes to choose from."

Tong Jun said casually, "About a hundred square meters."

"One...one hundred square meters?" The sales assistant was dumbfounded and exclaimed in astonishment, "That's huge!"

Tong Jun was used to this kind of reaction. The Tong family mansion covered nearly a hundred hectares, almost the size of an ancient town, with pavilions and towers everywhere. Tong Jun lived in a four-story building, about a kilometer away from his grandfather's residence.

He smiled slightly and said, "Yes, it's just too big, that's why I need to buy a canopy bed."

Wealthy people pay attention to feng shui. Bedrooms should not be too large, as this is not conducive to storing energy and accumulating wealth. A bedroom within a bedroom is just right.

The sales assistant was utterly shocked. The people who came here to buy furniture were all wealthy. He had never seen anyone so rich that a single bedroom could be 100 square meters. Even the village chief in his village didn't dare to build such a large self-built house.

I thought this guest was a bit effeminate just now, but now he's absolutely charming. I quickly said, "Sir, such a big bedroom must be fitted with the highest-spec bed. Let me show you."

As she spoke, the sales assistant quickly led the group to the most expensive canopy bed set and introduced it as follows:

"This bed is the prized possession of our store. It is exquisitely carved and made of solid materials. It is a masterpiece. Whether for personal use or collection, it is an excellent choice."

Tong Jun stroked the bed, a satisfied smile spreading across his face, and asked, "Not bad, how much?"

The sales assistant quickly replied, "Sir, this set is made of rosewood imported from Hainan. It uses the finest wood. If you are really interested, we can give you a discounted price of three million."

"Wow!" Leng Feng was taken aback. One bed could buy more than a dozen houses in his hometown county.

Tong Jiaojiao also felt it was too expensive, exclaiming, "This is expensive enough!"

Tong Jun glanced helplessly at his aunt, Tong Jiaojiao. Indeed, his aunt had been away from home for twenty years. Although the Tong family was already wealthy back then, in the past twenty years, the Tong family had benefited from the great period of rapid development in the country, and their assets had increased dramatically, making them completely different from what they used to be.

Moreover, three million is a really reasonable price. Shanghai is known for its unique culture, which emphasizes wearing suits and drinking coffee. Few people are interested in wooden furniture. If the same bed were placed in Beijing, it would probably be snapped up by a group of enthusiasts, and it wouldn't be surprising if it were sold for ten million.

Seeing that Tong Jun remained silent, and the people around him were still saying it was expensive, the sales assistant immediately and cleverly said:

"Sir, this price is indeed not cheap. Please wait a moment while I go and ask the boss for a discount."

Tong Jun didn't say anything. The sales assistant scurried into the inner room. He knew this trick perfectly well. The sales assistant probably just went in to use the restroom and wasn't actually looking for the boss.

The boss had already given instructions on the bottom price, and the sales assistants were happy to put on this act, pretending to have done a lot of work for the customers.

Some customers are soft-hearted; after bothering the sales assistant so many times, they feel bad not buying.

Sure enough, the sound of flushing soon came from inside, and the sales assistant came running out:

"Sir, our boss has agreed. He said he can offer an additional discount, a third 10% off, so it'll be 2.7 million for you."

Tong Jun laughed, unsure whether the shop owner was a liquid or a solid in the toilet. Just as he was about to agree, Tong Jiaojiao spoke up first: "Forget it, Xiao Jun, it's too expensive, let's go."

After saying that, he grabbed his nephew and started to walk out. Seeing that the important customer was about to leave, the sales assistant panicked and offered the bottom price:

"Two and a half million! The minimum is two and a half million."

Tong Jun was pleasantly surprised; a price reduction was possible? This was amazing! The essence of bargaining lies in having someone to stop you when you buy something.

He said, "Two hundred and fifty? That's an awful way to put it."

The sales assistant was on the verge of tears. This was the bottom price. If it were to sell for 2.49 million, he would really have to ask the boss for permission again.

"Then I'll go..."

Before the sales assistant could finish speaking, Tong Jun shouted, "Give me two! I want two beds! Five million, for good luck!"

"Oh my, you've gone mad!" Tong Jiaojiao was a little incredulous; how could her brother have raised such a spendthrift?

"Oh, Auntie, I bought you the other one. You can sleep on this bed; it's good for attracting wealth and good fortune." Tong Jun said, explaining that she was only doing it for her aunt's own good.

Uncle Wu chimed in, "That's right! Miss's room is too big; she needs a bed like this!"

Tong Jiaojiao wanted to say something, but Leng Feng squeezed her hand, signaling her to accept her family's kindness. She swallowed her words, not wanting to be a spoilsport.

The sales assistant was overjoyed and confirmed with Tong Jun that they indeed wanted two beds.

He shouted loudly inside, "Boss! A customer has ordered a rosewood bed!"

Just then, a woman's voice rang out from outside the door: "Is the boss in? Do you buy second-hand rosewood beds?"

Leng Feng and Tong Jiaojiao felt the voice sounded familiar, and subconsciously turned around. They saw Zhang Wanru, with a bruised and swollen face, walking in with her pale-faced daughter, Lin Rou.

Zhang Wanru never expected to run into Tong Jiaojiao and Leng Feng here. Thinking of her current disheveled state, she subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave.

But Lin Rou stood firm in the shop like a pillar of strength, refusing to leave. She leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Mom, I've inquired around. This recycling company offers high prices. We can't leave. Given the Lin family's situation, we should sell as much as we can."

At this moment, a slightly overweight man suddenly walked out of the shop, looked at Tong Jiaojiao and said, "Are you the one who wants to sell the rosewood bed?"

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