The managers of antique shops selling the words "ice sliding" and "snow sliding" are both ski enthusiasts and have been sworn enemies since childhood.
Wang Xiaohai originally thought that the Ice Sliding and Snow Sliding Antique Shops were small shops of dozens of square meters, but when he got closer, he found out that he was wrong - each of the two antique shops was like a small city, covering a very large area, with display glass cabinets for several thousand meters, and there were more than 10,000 sales clerks in the store alone. All goods were transported by long conveyor belts, and there were green light circles moving under the feet of the clerks.
"Why doesn't the cargo have a green moving aperture?"
The shop assistants were not surprised to see Agent No. 3 bringing Wang Xiaohai in, because Agent No. 3 was also one of their shop assistants, the kind who had no base salary and relied on commission.
"Welcome to the ice skating shop." A system's welcoming voice came from the wall, the mechanical chorus was emotionless.
"The display cabinets here are full of antiques from the Stone Age. Our ice skating shop has a special expedition team that went to primitive planets to collect them." Agent No. 3 pointed to a 100-meter glass display cabinet on the right, which was full of stone axes, stone knives and the like.
Wang Xiaohai took a closer look and found that the stone axes and stone knives in the glass cabinet looked like they had just been made, definitely not more than half a year ago - could these still be antiques?
"Is this Stone Age antique of yours a factory-made fake?" Wang Xiaohai asked. "It doesn't look like it's from an ancient era at all."
"We don't have fakes in our ice skate shop!" Agent No. 3 declared solemnly. "The items in this glass case are definitely from the Stone Age. Our expedition team had them polished by a primitive man wearing a leaf apron. That man is still with the tribe. If you have any doubts, we can take you there to confirm it with him in person."
Wang Xiaohai was speechless—it turned out the antiques here were mass-produced! That's right, with so many planets and galaxies in the universe, and the levels of civilization development on each planet varied, there were always some primitive planets. Wouldn't it be Stone Age or feudal-era antiques if we just went there?
Wang Xiaohai suddenly lost interest in antiques, because if he wanted any antique, the other party could just send an order to the planet for production!
"Let's take a look at something else." Wang Xiaohai followed agent No. 3 and walked past the steam age display cabinets, the first generation of the electric age, the middle generation of the electric age, and so on.
"Have you decided what you want to buy?" Agent No. 3 asked Wang Xiaohai, his tone filled with disappointment. He saw that Wang Xiaohai only glanced at each item without really examining it. Based on his previous sales experience, such a customer would not buy anything. It seemed that this was another failed transaction. He was ready to continue waiting outside for customers. "I think the refrigerator and tape recorder are good, and that green train is also good."
"Do you think everything is good?" Wang Xiaohai said with a smile.
"No... no." Agent No. 3 said one thing and meant another. He said no, but in his heart he was thinking that you rarely wanted to buy a teapot or something so that I could make some money.
"This ancient fishing net, sailboat and graphite are also good." Wang Xiaohai praised.
Agent No. 3 thought that the ones Wang Xiaohai mentioned were not bad. The commission from the fishing nets and graphite was enough for his day's salary, so his work was not in vain. If he bought a sailboat, the commission would be enough for his month's salary.
"Oh, pack up all the antiques you have here, one of each kind." Even if the current antiques are a bit cheap, at least they are a collection that he doesn't have. There is no stone knife in his ring.
"You...what did you say?" Agent No. 3 suspected that he had heard it wrong - was he going to buy out all the ice skating antique shops?
"Give me one of every unique item in the store," said Wang Xiaohai.
This time, Agent No. 3 heard it clearly. He fainted backwards and fell heavily to the ground with a "bang" sound. Then he was awakened by joy.
"I need to explain this to the store manager. This is a big deal." Agent No. 3 nervously took out his personal communication computer, called the manager of the ice skating shop, and explained the situation to him.
"Please wait a moment, sir. Our store manager will be here within an hour." Agent No. 3's voice was still trembling. He pinched his arm hard to prove that he was not dreaming!
"Then I'll go with Number Nine to see what he has for sale," Wang Xiaohai said. "I'll be back in an hour."
He said as he walked out of the Ice Skate Antique Shop.
Agent No. 9 didn't dare to enter the Binghua Antique Shop because he was an employee of the competitor's Xuehua Antique Shop, so he had been wandering outside the shop. When he saw Wang Xiaohai coming out, he was ecstatic and went to greet him.
"Didn't the customer find satisfactory goods in the Ice Skating Antique Shop?" asked Agent No. 9.
"I have already bought it." said Wang Xiaohai.
"Excuse me, did you buy any antiques?" Agent No. 9 glanced at Wang Xiaohai's hands and saw nothing. "We have similar items in our snow skate shop, and they're much cheaper."
No. 9 Agency is emphasizing the prices and advantages of its own store. In fact, the two stores have been open here for tens of thousands of years, and the store managers have long stopped price wars. The prices of the two stores are similar, but No. 9 Agency can give up part of its own commission and give Wang Xiaohai a discount. It's just a little less profit, but it's better than not making a penny.
"I bought a lot of things at the Ice Skate Antique Shop, and I don't want to buy duplicates," Wang Xiaohai said. "Take me to have a look. I want to buy some items that the Ice Skate Shop doesn't have."
"Our snow skate shop has many products that are not available in many ice skate antique shops, and the quality is better and the prices are more favorable." said the No. 9 real estate agent.
In this situation of competition between the two companies, what else can No. 9 Agency say? It can only exaggerate as much as possible.
Wang Xiaohai and Agent No. 9 walked into the snow skating shop which was across the street from the ice skating shop.
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