Besides being careful not to offend foreign businesspeople without reason, at the Canton Fair,
The most important thing is the sales performance.
It's fair to say that whoever sells the most US dollars is the boss.
Wu Changfeng also had a deep understanding of this from the last Canton Fair.
This time, Feng Gang probably didn't know that Wu Changfeng, who was standing in front of him, was one of the top sales performers in the previous year!
Of course, Wu Changfeng's grilling of food inside the convention center was indeed a violation of regulations.
As for the organizers, they naturally have to manage it and won't let Wu Changfeng break the rules, otherwise the Canton Fair would be in complete chaos.
The supervisor was merely tricked by Wu Changfeng and had no choice but to back down.
But they kept a close eye on him, knowing that once Edward left, they would definitely criticize and lecture him.
Director Liao heard that Feng Gang was still somewhat unconvinced.
I really want to dump the island nation's orders in his face.
Let him see what orders are like! Can your cosmetics compare?
However, Director Liao did not act impulsively; as an official, he still possessed this much composure.
She ignored him and turned to keep Wu Changfeng company as he grilled and ate.
Feng Gang was very angry that he was being ignored.
They shouted, "Once the customers leave, Manager Li is determined to secure the deal for you!"
Wu Changfeng ignored him and focused solely on grilling steaks.
Wu Changfeng said to Edward, "Look here, press this button to adjust the baking time. Set it to fifteen minutes, then we can brush the steak with a little oil."
"Push it in and wait."
Edward tilted his head. "What if I want to add some vegetables?"
“We can take it out halfway through and then put it back in,” Wu Changfeng said. “And add some onions, I don’t have that kind of bay leaf from your country.”
"Onions are fine too."
I waited for a while.
The fragrant medium-rare steak is ready.
Edward quickly picked up his knife and fork, cut off a piece, put it in his mouth, chewed a few times, and said with a satisfied look, "Oh my god! This is the taste!"
Wu Changfeng said with a smile, "The taste is almost the same, and there is no oily smoke. You don't need to use oil or use very little oil, which can effectively lower cholesterol and is very healthy."
Manager Li rolled his eyes.
Are foreign countries still lacking soybean oil?
Mainland Chinese people love to fill pots with fried food and crave more oil.
Little did they know that other countries had long since moved beyond the stage of food scarcity.
Everyone's getting too much nutrition these days.
Wu Changfeng's sales tactics were absolutely perfect for Edward.
Edward finished his steak, let out a burp, and then examined the air fryer over and over.
They even reached for a screwdriver, wanting to take the air fryer apart.
Director Liao was dumbfounded and handed over the tools.
He asked Wu Changfeng, "What is he going to do?"
Wu Changfeng sneered: "You want to find fault with me."
"Huh?" Director Liao felt that Edward seemed to be sick: "Then why wasn't Richuan-kun demolished?"
Wu Changfeng replied, "We've worked together before, so it's probably based on trust."
"I guess Edward was also forced into a corner. I'm the only air fryer vendor here. If I don't seize the market, someone else will take it over."
"But if you still want to buy goods at a low price, find my faults and you'll know what's going on."
Director Liao panicked for a moment and said, "Can you withstand the test?"
"That's natural, I have very high standards for quality."
"That's good. I was just worried that something might go wrong and affect the island nation's orders."
"You can rest assured!"
Edward was sweating profusely with anxiety.
Oh shit.
Isn't it said that products from mainland China all have some minor flaws?
Their quality system is fundamentally flawed.
If you look carefully, you can definitely find faults and get the other party to lower the price.
But how come I can't find a single problem with this air fryer?
What's going on?!
The wiring layout is very neat, with each wire neatly arranged, one next to the other, tightly interlocked.
There was no sign of disorganization whatsoever.
Edward initially thought the power lines here must be like those in India—a jumbled mess where birds wouldn't even need to build their nests.
Good heavens, when I opened it, it wasn't like that at all!
Every single wire was the same length, and they all fit together perfectly on the power strip—it looked so damn neat!
Looking at the outer shell, this plastic shell is heat-resistant and will not deform at all.
The screws all had labels attached to them to indicate that they had never been opened.
Holy crap!
So all the information I received was fake?
The craftsmanship here is quite meticulous, isn't it?
Edward looked disappointed; he had no leverage left in the negotiations.
Negotiations are not afraid of breaking down; they are afraid of not having an advantage.
Wu Changfeng spoke up from the side, "Mr. Edward, are you satisfied with the quality?"
Edward hesitated for a moment, then said awkwardly, "I'm very... satisfied."
"That's good."
Edward asked, "I'm interested in making a purchase. Can you give me a price quote?"
"$500!"
Director Liao rolled his eyes. Here we go again. Why don't you just follow the island nation's price?
Wu Changfeng didn't think so.
If Edward had simply quoted $310, he wouldn't have felt any sense of accomplishment from negotiating the price.
This would take away a lot of the fun for a buyer.
Edward's eyes widened in horror: "Dude, are you robbing me?"
"Could you tell me the quantity you're purchasing?"
Edward shook his head: "We should make an offer first."
"Then how much do you want?"
Edward held up one finger: "$100!"
Holy crap, you and Hikawa-kun have already discussed this, haven't you?
Wu Changfeng shook his head: "No, it's too low."
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
