When Jun Zhao spoke, his dark eyes looked at Yang Siyu scorchingly. Yang Siyu felt that there was fire hidden in this man's eyes. As long as he looked at her scorchingly, his eyes would burst into flames and he could easily melt her.
Since Junzhao¡¯s skin was tanned, Yang Siyu avoided white.
In the end, Yang Siyu helped Jun Zhao pick out more than a dozen sets of clothes. She also wanted to help him pick out a few ties, but Jun Zhao stopped her.
Third Young Master Jun rarely wears a tie.
Unless you want to attend a banquet.
" However, Mr. Jun rarely attends banquets. He will only show up unless it is a banquet held by his family.
¡°Because he rarely shows his face in public, not to mention ordinary people who don¡¯t know his true identity, even people in the upper class circle do not know the true face of Mr. Jun.
Boss Jiang saw that the young couple kept choosing clothes without asking the price, thinking that they could make a lot of money, and his face almost froze with laughter.
It wasn¡¯t until Jun Zhao came on stage during the checkout that Boss Jiang realized that he had laughed too early.
"Mr. Jun, the original price of this set of clothes is more than 400. I'll give you a 20% discount. It's more than 300. This is the minimum. It can't be any less."
Jun Zhao was very insistent: "A set of sixty yuan, I won't give you a penny more. If you want a penny less, I don't care."
The items worth more than four hundred yuan were reduced to sixty yuan a set by Jun Zhao. When Yang Siyu heard her man tell the price, she didn't dare to look at Boss Jiang.
If Yang Siyu negotiated the price, she might have bought it for three hundred yuan a set.
"Boss Jiang, this set of clothes is made of very ordinary materials, and the turner is not very good. The threads are not even cut clean, and the sizes are not standard. Your purchase price is at most thirty or forty yuan a set. If I give you sixty yuan a set, you can still earn nearly half of it."
Jun Zhao found fault with the clothes. He even made it clear what materials the clothes were actually made of.
It¡¯s not the good stuff Boss Jiang said.
Boss Jiang: ""
When he buys goods, he knows the purchase price best.
Because his store is in a good location and well-decorated, and he has grasped the consumer mentality that high-priced clothes are good clothes, he has increased the price countless times.
"Mr. Jun, can you add forty more? One hundred yuan a set."
It¡¯s a set, not one piece!
Jun Zhao still said the same thing: "Sixty yuan."
He put together the dozen sets of clothes that Yang Siyu helped him choose, and said to Boss Jiang: "The materials of these dozen sets of clothes are not as good as this one. I can only give you fifty yuan for each set."
Boss Jiang: ""
Yang Siyu: ""
How cruel!
How dare you speak!
Boss Jiang is so well-educated that he didn¡¯t kick Jun Zhao out.
Jun Zhao started to point out the shortcomings of the clothes. He seemed to be very professional. Anyway, after listening to what he said, Yang Siyu felt that he gave Boss Jiang fifty yuan for a set of clothes, which was too much.
Boss Jiang already had a look of despair on his face.
He has been in the clothing business for several years, and this is the first time he has met a customer who is not only aggressive in bargaining but also very professional.
It¡¯s as if these clothes of his were produced by Junzhao.
Jun Zhao even told him what the purchase price of these clothes was, and how much cheaper it would be for how many sets he purchased.
Afraid that if he continued to talk, he would clearly reveal the profits in this industry and make it difficult for everyone to continue in the future. Boss Jiang looked like he was going to send the god of plague to him and said to Jun Zhao: "Mr. Jun, I'll give you five for everything." It¡¯s ten yuan a set, you can pay the bill.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com