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083: buy three jumpers

Zhao Peng came to see his father today, planning to take his father to buy a tricycle, which at this time was called a three-wheeler.

It is a fuel-burning tricycle similar to a motorcycle, but with a small trailer.

Zhao Peng thinks this way. If his father wants to expand his business, he must not be limited to a small place like Huangqiao Town. He must travel across prefectures and counties and go to other places for development. But his legs are not convenient, and the bicycle can carry

The number of eggs is very limited, so it is imperative to replace the means of transportation.

Zhao Peng now has nearly 6,000 yuan in hand, and the price of a three-wheeler is about 3,000 yuan. He currently has the ability, but his father insisted on paying half of the money, so Zhao Peng did not insist.

His father now has very complicated feelings towards Zhao Peng. On the one hand, he is very pleased that his child is doing well, but on the other hand, he always feels that his family status has plummeted and his self-esteem has been seriously damaged.

Zhao Peng knew his father's thoughts and did not force it.

Father can pay half of what he wants, and he will earn it back soon anyway.

There were many people on the street, bustling and crowded. Zhao Peng and his father passed through the crowd and came to the street on the east side of the town.

Motorcycles and agricultural tricycles are all sold on this street.

There seem to be only two or three in total.

This kind of business requires too much cost. It would be necessary to store dozens of tricycles in the store, which would cost tens of thousands. Most people really can't afford it.

Zhao Peng and his son first looked at two of them. The prices were about the same, about 2,800 to 2,900 yuan. Judging from the attitude of the shop owner, they probably weren't much cheaper.

Then they came to the third house.

The owner of the third store was drinking tea and chatting with three people. When he saw Zhao Peng and his son walking into the store, he quickly glanced at the two of them, ignored them, and continued to drink his own tea.

Zhao Peng and his father waited beside the tricycle for a long time. Seeing that the shop owner hadn't come over yet, they asked: "Boss, how can I sell this car?"

"3500."

The shop owner threw out words with an indifferent expression.

Zhao Peng was stunned for a moment, then thought that the other party must have thought that his father was not well-dressed and thought he could not afford to buy a tricycle. Unexpectedly, this store selling tricycles also imitated some clothing stores in the previous life and ordered dishes based on what he wanted.

There was a teasing smile on his lips.

It's true that at the end of the world, these people are all like birds.

Dogs will always look down upon others.

"Is it cheap, boss?"

“100 cheaper.”

"Make it cheaper."

"It's so cheap. If you can't afford it, don't take up space and let others see it. Look at what you look like. You're buying a three-wheeled car. I'm afraid you can't even afford a two-wheeled one."

Before Zhao Peng was annoyed, his father became unhappy, "I asked you, what's wrong with you as a boss? You open the door to do business, and I come in to buy something. You shout out the price, and I pay you the price. It doesn't matter whether it's cheap or not.

Come on, why are you talking about us?"

"Hey, hey, look at my bad temper!" The store owner and a few people stood up, impatiently walked to Zhao Zhengzheng, and said sarcastically: "Just tell me whether you want to buy it or not. If you can't afford it, don't go here."

It’s a waste of time here.”

"Is this how you do business?"

"What's wrong with my attitude? Go ahead and don't make trouble in our store. Why don't you look at where this place is?"

The father was still not satisfied and wanted to continue to reason with others, but Zhao Peng took his father's arm and left the store.

If he were the kind of person who wanted to be in the limelight, he would have taken thirty-five pictures of 100 on the spot, not to mention 3400, but even 3500. But he is very mature and knows that it looks very respectable, but in fact he is just being deceived by others.

of being taken advantage of.

There is no need to fight for face in a place like this. Money is earned through hard work and does not fall from the sky.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he bumped into someone, causing pain in his shoulder. The person immediately turned around and looked at him, with the flesh on his face shaking, and he was very unhappy.

But just for a moment, both of them laughed.

It turned out to be Zhang Laoliu’s brother Zhang Laosi.

Zhao Peng met Zhang Laoliu twice at his home and gave him a pack of cigarettes the second time.

"So it's you, little brother. Are you shopping?"

Zhang Laosi had a pretty good impression of Zhao Peng and thought he was a pretty decent young man.

Especially when his sixth brother kept telling him about Zhao Peng, he appreciated Zhao Peng even more.

"It's Fourth Brother. My dad and I wanted to buy a gas-burning tricycle. We just walked into the store and were kicked out by them?"

"Kick him out, why?"

"Looking at how well we dress, we think we don't have money to buy a car."

"Damn it, you look down on others. A shabby tricycle seller is so arrogant. I'll go in and help you ask." With that, he stepped into the store.

Zhao Peng hurriedly took Zhang Laosi's arm and said, "Fourth brother, forget it, this is how business is done. If they don't want to sell, we will find someone who is willing to sell."

Zhang Laosi looked at the name of the store again, and then said: "Don't you want a tricycle? Come on, I will take you to buy it. I have a brother who is in this business."

"Yeah, that's a good relationship. Please trouble fourth brother."

So Zhang Laosi took Zhao Peng back to the first store he entered.

"Ah, isn't this fourth brother? I was thinking of having a drink with you a few days ago, so now I come to your door in person?" The shop owner was busy when he saw Zhang Laosi coming in and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Old Wang, business is good."

"Thanks to Fourth Brother," the shop owner Lao Wang smiled politely. Seeing Zhao Peng and his son next to Zhang Laosi, he recognized the customers who had just entered the store and asked about the price.

"These two are your friends?"

Zhang Laosi put his arm around Zhao Peng's shoulders and pushed him to the shop owner: "Old Wang, this is a little brother of mine. He wants to buy a three-bouncer. You can help me get one. What's the price...

"

Lao Wang said quickly: "It turns out that my brother is a friend of my fourth brother. I didn't tell my uncle when I came in. If you tell me directly, I will give you the cost price. The Lifan you saw just now is quite good.

How much can I tell you?"

"2,800 yuan." Zhao Peng said.

"I don't want you to pay 2,800 yuan. How about this? I'll give you the cost price of 2,600 yuan and you can drive away. How about that?"

Zhao Peng smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, then 2,600."

Zhao Peng originally planned to pay between 2,600 and 2,700. When the store owner directly said 2,600, he felt that the price was very fair and met his expected requirements.

"Old Wang, you are not giving me the respect of my fourth son. What's 2,600? I think 2,000 yuan is fine." However, Zhang Laosi was not satisfied with the price.

"Fourth brother, look at this..."

Lao Wang was mumbling in embarrassment and didn't know what to do.

If he sells the car for 2,000 yuan, he will not only make no money, but also lose money. But if he doesn't sell it, he doesn't dare to offend Zhang Laosi, so his face looks as bitter as if he has eaten a bitter melon.

"What? You can't sell it, can you?"
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