I waited for about forty minutes, and by then it was almost nine o'clock.
During this period, He Wenlin observed carefully that many people came into the store and many people were bargaining, but Yang Fen's sales volume was not very large.
The goods in the store were also displayed in a messy manner, and some of the bags were already deformed from being crushed.
There were still quite a few people around, but the customers weren't looking for Yang Fen; they were choosing things themselves.
Taking the opportunity, Yang Fen said to He Wenlin, "My stall fee is 600 yuan a month, paid quarterly, and it expires at the end of January. If you want to take it over, everything you see now is yours. The transfer fee is 20,000 yuan, no less. Besides the goods in the shop, I also have some in my rented room, which are worth 20,000 yuan as well."
In the past hour or so, He Wenlin roughly counted the goods in the store. There were six high-priced rolling suitcases, and the rest were shoulder bags, crossbody bags, backpacks, and tote bags, totaling about eighty items, as well as a few wallets.
He Wenlin saw that the selling price of each item was around thirty yuan, and estimated that the cost was only about ten yuan each. Adding the wallets and suitcases, she estimated that the goods in this store should be worth about eight thousand yuan, maybe even less.
"Sister Yang, if I don't want the goods, will you still sell this stall?"
To be honest, He Wenlin was interested in the location, but not in the goods themselves.
“If you don’t want the goods, I definitely won’t sell them.” Yang Fen suddenly became agitated.
"Do you have more goods in your rented apartment than in this store?"
“It’s a bit less than here, about half the price here,” Yang Fen said. “But the shelves, tents, etc., are all included in the 20,000 yuan transfer fee, plus the 3,000 yuan deposit from the management office. If you take it over, you’ll save a lot of trouble. This price isn’t high. If you don’t believe me, you can ask around elsewhere. My offer is the lowest.”
When would be a convenient time for me to come to your house to check on the remaining stock?
He Wenlin needed to confirm with her friend how much stock she had before she could negotiate a better price.
"My sister is home. Wait a minute, I'll call her." After saying that, Yang Fen took out her mobile phone from her pocket, made a call, and spoke a few words in her local dialect.
Then he hung up the phone and said to He Wenlin, "We live nearby. Please wait a moment, my sister will be here soon."
About twenty minutes later, Yang Fen's younger sister, Yang Ying, arrived.
He took He Wenlin to her rented apartment to inspect the goods.
Chen Yan accompanied her throughout the entire process.
When He Wenlin arrived at the Yang sisters' rented room and saw the goods, she counted them and found there were only forty packages.
“Our location was pretty good, and there were a lot of customers at the night market. We’re planning to go back to our hometown to start a business, otherwise we wouldn’t have sold it,” Yang Ying said.
"Twenty thousand is too much. The goods in your store are worth at most six or seven thousand yuan. Let's say the rent is four thousand here. That's only about ten thousand yuan for the goods. A transfer fee of twenty thousand is too expensive."
“The payment isn’t just this much,” Yang Ying said. “How could our purchase price be only ten yuan? The exact same goods would cost at least fifteen or sixteen thousand yuan if you went to the provincial capital. We also have a three thousand yuan deposit with the management office. In addition, we’ll give you our tent frames and other items as well. Twenty thousand yuan is not a bit less.”
“I’ll only offer 15,000, including the tent frame and all the goods.”
"What? Fifteen thousand?" Yang Ying exclaimed, then waved her hand, "There's no such price, you won't find it anywhere."
"So, how much would you like?"
"I said 20,000, no less. Our price is the lowest in the market."
“Twenty thousand is too much, Sister Yang. You can consider it.” After saying that, He Wenlin handed her a business card. “My contact number is on this. You can contact me anytime if you decide to sell it.”
Seeing that He Wenlin had said that, Yang Ying emphasized again: "Our goods are worth more than 10,000 yuan, plus the deposit and the tent frame. How is 20,000 yuan too much? It's not much, okay?"
"Sister Yang, you can consider it."
After saying that, he turned and went downstairs.
Chen Yan stayed close to He Wenlin the whole time. After they went downstairs, Chen Yan asked He Wenlin, "Linlin, is the bag so cheap? It sells for thirty, but the cost is only ten?"
“I don’t know the exact purchase price, but since they’re transferring the store, the value of the goods will definitely be discounted, and they’ll definitely have to sell them at double the price because they need to cover costs like labor, utilities, and rent.”
Buying something for ten yuan and selling it for thirty is not unusual, because the boss needs to make a profit, electricity bills are ridiculously high, and there are rent and other expenses to pay, so the selling price will definitely be several times higher.
In her past life, He Wenlin had a classmate who later opened a stationery store. The store also stocked a few small bags for sale, with a purchase price of thirty and a selling price of ninety-five, and no bargaining allowed.
Just then, He Wenlin's cell phone rang; it was her father calling.
When Chen Yan saw that He Wenlin actually carried a mobile phone with her, her eyes widened in surprise!
Their eyes were filled with envy.
“The transfer fee was 20,000 yuan, and I offered 15,000 yuan. The other party didn’t agree. Oh well, it’s almost Chinese New Year, and there are a lot of things to do. If it works, great; if not, forget it,” He Wenlin said to her father on the phone.
Business is good at the factory now, and He Wenlin is very busy.
It would be best if we could secure this stall, but it's okay if we can't, because He Wenlin is going back to her hometown next month to organize another one. Even if we rent this night market spot, she won't have the energy to run it until next year.
“I’m still at the night market, no need to pick me up. I’ll take a taxi over in a bit. You’re already here? Okay, I’ll go say hello to Brother Zhou first, and you can meet me at the intersection in a bit.”
After hanging up the phone, Chen Yan excitedly said, "Linlin, you bought a phone? Let me take a look. How much did you pay for it?"
"1200." He Wenlin handed her the mobile phone: "You and Brother Zhou must have made a lot of money from this stall, right? You can buy two. Having a phone will be much more convenient."
"1200 is too expensive. I can't afford it. Your brother Zhou's family is building a house and needs money everywhere."
“Building a house is much more important than buying a mobile phone, but with your business, buying a phone is a piece of cake,” He Wenlin said. “How much is your daily turnover now?”
"It rained for several days this month, and we had no business during those days. Normally, our breakfast and night market stall can sell about 270 or 280 yuan a day."
"After deducting all expenses and costs, you make about five thousand yuan a month."
"Pretty much, but it needs good weather."
"Then you should work hard and you can buy a house here too, so you won't have to rent anymore. It's more reassuring to live in your own house, and the house prices will definitely rise in the future."
He Wenlin found that every time she saw her relatives and friends, she couldn't help but urge them to buy a house.
Buying now is really a good deal; you won't lose money no matter what. It's much better than that unfortunate author who gritted his teeth and bought a house, only to find that house prices, interest rates, and wages immediately plummeted after he bought it—a true sucker.
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