Chapter 258: Local tyrant

Chapter 258: Chapter 258: Local tyrant However, such a beautiful thing as Spring Festival tourism can only be YYed about in one's heart. With the noodle shop's business back on track and the expansion of the provincial capital coming to an end, Feng Zhenchang and Mei Qiuping can still find some time for themselves in their usual lives. But during the Spring Festival, they will definitely go back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year.

Although Feng Yiping really wanted to know how much money the noodle shop had made this year, he didn't dare ask his father for the shop's annual report. He just guessed that with seventeen shops, the shop could make at least two million yuan, or at least that much, if not more, judging from the actions of his parents, who were also planning to buy a new car.

This should be considered a good thing, at least my parents will not be as stingy as they later became. If they make money, they will still hold on to their old ideas, and then Feng Yiping will have headaches in the future.

They had their eyes on the Buick New Century, a fancy car that Feng Yiping had said would be on the market by the end of the year.

This car was the first car produced by GM in China, and it was completely in sync with the American market. Unlike the Santana and Fukang and the like, which were models from years ago that were brought to China for domestic production to make money, this car could be said to have opened up the domestic mid-to-high-end sedan market.

They went to the dealership for the first time, and they liked it at first glance. There was nothing they could do about it. Good things just have that kind of charm. You may not be able to say exactly what it is about them that makes them good, but at first glance, they just feel right. You take one look, and there's no room in your eyes for any other car.

Just by looking at the exterior and the aura, it outshines the old three, Accord, and the like by at least three streets. Occasionally, you see one driving down the street, and the rate of return is absolutely amazing. Both men and women who have a slight knowledge of cars will pay attention to it.

But the price is not cheap either. For a 2.5-litre model, the full set of procedures will cost more than 400,000 yuan. Feng Zhenchang took Mei Qiuping and Feng Yuxuan with him, and later dragged in the Mei Yiliang family. They went to see it three times, alternately in love and hate. They really liked it, and the car was very good, but so was the price, which was equivalent to a house. Such a large expense made both of them hesitate.

On Saturday afternoon, they saw the two familiar vans parked in front of the door. The young men and women in the dealership laughed when they saw them, saying, 'Oh, I guess they're here to look again!'

Isn't that right? These days, Feng Zhenchang and his friends have visited several times in a group, and the people in the dealership are already very familiar with them.

'I'll go!' One of the girls volunteered to go and meet them. They've been here three or four times before, and they definitely have the intention to buy. I guess they still think the price is a bit high, but you never know, maybe they'll come to their senses today, or maybe they'll buy one today, and that would be quite a commission for us.

Although the other few people were a little annoyed that someone else had beaten them to the punch, most of them were just there to watch the fun. Not many people really thought they would buy today. Sёarch* The Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Today, they really will buy. Feng Yiping has also come with Zhou Xinyu and Hong Haoran. It's a bit of a shame to keep these two talents in the van all the time. Zhou Xinyu's original unit was equipped with a Santana, and as for Hong Haoran, he studied and worked in the United States. The car he used to drive would only be better than a Santana.

Besides, inland cities like theirs are not comparable to coastal ones, especially in the business world, where face is everything. Feng Yiping is currently unable to change such habits and can only adapt.

Besides, the safety factor of a car worth more than 400,000 yuan is indeed much higher than that of a car worth 40,000 yuan. He is also at ease with his parents driving such a car.

'Boss Feng, Boss Mei, here you are again!' The girl came up smiling.

'Well, let's take a look,' Feng Zhanchang said, and the salespeople nearby, who had been listening with their ears pricked for news from this side, let out a sigh of relief, knowing that it was just another customer coming to look.

Zhou Xinyu and Hong Haoran looked at the car on display and really liked it, which Feng Yiping could tell from the twinkling in their eyes.

First of all, the car had a high aesthetic value, and Hong Haoran in particular, who had seen so many outdated old-fashioned cars on the road when he returned, now felt a sense of familiarity when he saw such a new model of pure American-style car.

As for Zhou Xinyu, his kind of narrow regional advantage once again came to the fore. From the front to the back of the car, he kept exclaiming, 'Gee, it's made in Shanghai, so it's extraordinary!'

'Do you have any discounts?' Feng Yiping asked the girl.

Feng Zhenchang and the others had asked the same question several times before. 'I'm sorry, sir, this car has just been released and is selling very well. If you buy it, we can give you some small gifts, but there are no discounts at the moment.'

'At this time of year, we've been looking around, and all the other companies have various discounts, don't you have any?'

'I'm sorry, sir, we really don't have any discounts on this car.'

'What if I buy more?' Feng Yiping asked.

It's still two cars, isn't it? 'We can give you a two thousand yuan worth of accessories for each car, and an additional free maintenance.'

'If the conditions are right, we're prepared to buy four cars today. Give us a final price. If you can't make the decision, call your manager.'

The girl was a little dazed by this piece of cake. Were there really four cars? Was my luck really that good? 'Four cars?' she asked again seriously.

'Yes, four cars. See what kind of discount you can give us.'

Ah, I've met a local tyrant, 'This way please,' the girl's smile instantly melted the ice, and she happily led them to the reception room and served them tea one after the other.

Amid the envious stares of her colleagues, she trotted over to get the manager. Then, Zhou Xinyu, as a Shanghainese, and Hong Haoran, as a returnee from the United States, pulled the manager into a flurry of praise, talking about how the car was related to them, and then how they were related to the manager, and how they were so related that they were buying several cars at once, so it would be unreasonable not to give them a good price.

In this way, they traded barbs for more than half an hour, and the manager finally made the biggest concession, returning 4,000 yuan in cash for each car and also giving away interior decorations worth 4,000 yuan.

The main reason was that the domestic private car market had not yet started, and there were not many customers who bought four cars at a time. The most important thing was that, as the end of the year approached, the more they sold, the more rebates they would get.

Seeing Li Jia and Li Lin rushing over to help transfer the money, Feng Yiping really felt a pang of pain. He even had the thought of opening a 4S store just for fun, so that he could not only make money, but also save a lot of money.

More than twenty years later, I heard that those 4S stores that invested heavily all suffered huge losses. This is not the case now, because there are not many car models and the manufacturers are not generally very strong. As long as you take over the dealership, it is a sure-fire business.

The four of them chose four colours. Feng Zhenchang, of course, chose black; Zhou Xinyu, the sultry dark red; Mei Yiliang, grey; and Hong Haoran, white.

Feng Yiping's heart ached as he watched Feng Zhenchang sitting in the spacious and comfortable driver's seat, happily playing with the various new functions on the steering wheel and instrument panel. His mother and sister were also beaming with joy, which made Feng Yiping feel a little better.

'Dad, the company bought the car, so you still have to pay the car company back,'

'Yes, no problem,' Feng Zhenchang didn't know if he had heard her.

Mei Qiuping, on the other hand, was for the first time a little resentful of her son, 'You ungrateful little brat, so eager to ask us for money?'

Feng Yuxuan said, 'I told you, my brother is just a miser.'

Feng Yiping found that there was simply no way to explain to them the difference between buying a car for work and buying a car for personal use. He had no choice but to sulkily get back into the van, and with Li Lin taking one of the cars, they drove the two cars, which they now looked down upon, home.