The extra RMB 1.5 for one piece is still very tempting to Fan Xinhua. Eight hundred thousand pieces is equivalent to 1.2 million.

"Mr. Wei, I have a lot of goods in my hand, can you eat it?"

When Mr. Wei heard what he said, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he carefully probed: "How many goods does Mr. Fan have?"

"Eight hundred thousand pieces." Fan Xinhua stretched out his finger.

"Pfft." Mr. Wei almost sprayed the wine in Fan Xinhua's face.

"How many?"

Fan Xinhua was puzzled by him: "Eight hundred thousand pieces."

Mr. Wei froze in embarrassment. He originally thought that Mr. Fan only had tens of thousands of pieces of goods on hand, so he could make a name for himself in Shanghai by spending a little money and intercepting the famous Mr. Bao.

But I didn't expect that this treasurer was so generous. He sold 800,000 pieces at a time, which worked out to 10 to 20 million. His family could afford the money, but the key was that he couldn't make the final decision.

Mr. Wei laughed sarcastically: "Mr. Fan's shipment is more than I thought. I need to go back and think about it before I give you an answer."

Fan Xinhua, an old fox, naturally saw that the other party was strong on the outside but hard on the inside, and said calmly: "No problem, we are all friends. Contact me anytime within three days."

After saying that, Fan Xinhua started to eat vegetables. After a long trip to Zhizhen Garden, the business was not concluded, so don't waste the food.

After eating and drinking, Li Li first sent Mr. Wei away, and then said to Fan Xinhua, who had drunk a lot of wine: "Mr. Fan, I didn't make arrangements for today. I will continue to help you find more powerful suppliers.

, I will definitely satisfy you next time.”

Fan Xinhua waved his hand and said with a smile: "The boss lady is too polite, just think of it as making more friends. What Fan Xinhua likes most is making friends."

This scene was watched by the boss lady opposite Jin Meilin.

Lu Meilin rolled her eyes and immediately came up with a plan.

"Huh, let's see if you die this time!"

Abao was discussing the sales details with Manager Liu at Vientiane Plaza when his phone rang suddenly. After he was connected, his expression changed at first and then returned to normal.

"Okay, I understand, thank you very much, boss lady."

Just when Abao hung up the phone, Qin Hao opened the door and walked in.

"How's it going? Are everything arranged?"

Abao nodded: "It's basically settled. Sanyang will go on sale on Christmas Eve, the 24th of next month, but..."

Seeing that Abao was hesitant to speak, Qin Hao winked at Manager Liu, who immediately found an excuse and left the conference room.

"What's wrong? What trouble are you in?"

Abao shook his head: "Just now the boss lady of Jin Meilin called and said that Li Li from Zhizhenyuan across the street was poaching me."

"This Mr. Fan is a little restless."

Qin Hao asked: "Oh, what are you going to do?"

"If you do something wrong, you have to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, if I charge in the front and he surrenders to the enemy behind, how can we fight this battle?" Abao sneered.

"If you need any help from me, just ask."

Abao snapped his fingers: "Don't tell me, it's true. What is your relationship with Li Li from Zhizhenyuan? The outside world is saying that she is your confidante, and I don't want to accidentally injure friendly forces."

Faced with Abao's teasing, Qin Hao couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Go away, she and I have dealt with each other several times in Shenzhen before, and attending the opening ceremony of Zhizhen Garden is just to give face to her boyfriend, Mr. An."

"Okay, with your words, I feel confident."

After saying that, Abao directly called Fan Xinhua.

"Mr. Fan, doesn't the food in Zhizhenyuan taste good?"

Fan Xinhua suddenly woke up from the wine, and cold sweat rushed to his forehead.

"Mr. Bao, don't get me wrong. I went to Zhizhenyuan because of Manager Pan. Oh, I'm so annoyed that you have to introduce me to Mr. Wei. He's so young and doesn't have all his hair. I

..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard Abao sneer.

"Mr. Fan, it seems I haven't said anything yet, right?"

Fan Xinhua slapped his forehead and secretly cursed drinking for causing trouble. How come he didn't bring it upon himself to be frightened?

"Mr. Bao, don't worry, we are friends. I, Lao Fan, will never betray a friend."

Abao on the other end of the phone didn't speak for half a minute, which made Fan Xinhua start to get nervous.

"Mr. Fan, doing business is all about integrity. Your behavior is very bad. In order to make it easier for you to remember, the ex-factory price of each piece of Sanyang will be reduced by one yuan..."

When Fan Xinhua heard this, he almost jumped up on the spot and begged: "Mr. Bao, you can't do this. You agreed on 25 yuan. Why do you change your mind so quickly?"

"Of course, if you are not satisfied, you can also choose not to cooperate with me. We will break up and go our separate ways from now on."

After saying that, Abao hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Fan Xinhua was so anxious that he almost shed tears and slapped himself hard twice: "I'm calling you greedy, I'm calling you greedy."

The price was reduced by one yuan per piece, so 800,000 pieces would cost 800,000 yuan. He didn't know how to explain it to the factory when he got back.

In the next two days, Fan Xinhua was like an ant on a hot pot. He couldn't eat well or sleep well. He seemed to have aged several years.

Until one noon, Fan Xinhua suddenly received a call from Li Li.

"Boss lady, you have really caused me harm."

Fan Xinhua cried and complained to Li Li, and it wasn't until he finished venting that Li Li spoke.

"Mr. Fan, there is more than just Mr. Bao as a boss in this world. This road won't work. Let's just find another way."

Fan Xinhua's heart was moved, but when he thought about what happened two days ago, he couldn't help but resist.

"Don't use the silver pewter gun head like that Mr. Wei, right?"

Li Li smiled and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Fan, he will definitely be a powerful boss this time."

"Then, when will we arrange to meet?"

"If it's convenient for Mr. Fan, I'll go to Zhenyuan at 7:30 tonight."

Fan Xinhua could only grit his teeth and treat a dead horse as a live doctor, but this time he was careful and went in through the staff passage at the back door when he went to the Zhenyuan.

After arriving, he immediately went upstairs to the box Li Li mentioned.

"Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will be here. Mr. Fan came on time." Li Li introduced the two parties while joking.

Fan Xinhua looked at Boss Li in front of him. After some testing, he confirmed his true identity. Then he took out Sanyang's sample from his briefcase and started demonstrating it.

"Well, that's right. Just like Montagut, he's not afraid of fire."

Boss Li took the sample and demonstrated it again, nodding with satisfaction.

"I heard that Mr. Fan has 800,000 pieces of this kind of goods?"

Fan Xinhua looked at the other party nervously: "Can you eat it?"

Boss Li said lightly: "Mr. Fan still doesn't believe in my strength."

"Let's put it this way, your 800,000 pieces are just one or two months' sales for me. As long as I make money, I can afford 1.8 million pieces."

Seeing the other party's aggressive tone, Fan Xinhua asked tentatively: "What price does Boss Li want?"

"How about twenty bucks?"

When Fan Xinhua heard this, he shook his head like a rattle: "Twenty yuan is not even enough for us. Look at our workmanship and quality."

"Then add one dollar, twenty-one dollars."

Fan Xinhua still shook his head: "Forget it if it's less than twenty-eight yuan, I might as well continue to cooperate with Mr. Bao."

Upon hearing this, Boss Li's attitude became colder: "If Mr. Fan says that, just pretend that I didn't come today."

After Boss Li stood up to leave, Li Li quickly reconciled the situation: "Boss Li, Mr. Fan is just anxious for a moment. In business, bargaining is normal, and peace makes money."

Fan Xinhua also made an appropriate concession: "Twenty-seven yuan, this is my bottom line."

"Twenty-five dollars at most."

"Twenty-six yuan, not even a penny less."

In the end, the two parties reached a consensus on twenty-six yuan. Fan Xinhua was quite satisfied with this price. Compared with the price given by A Bao, it was an increase of 1.6 million yuan. As for the follow-up order mentioned by A Bao, it needs to be established

Based on the big sales of Sanyang, at least for now, he has not seen the signs of Sanyang's big sales, so he might as well make the 1.6 million first.

Fan Xinhua still kept an eye on it: "Boss Li, can your channels handle such a large amount of goods?"

"Mr. Fan still doesn't trust me. Let's put it this way, sales channels such as Hulian Commercial Building and clothing companies have been working with me for many years. I don't have to worry about selling this product at all."

Li Li saw that the two of them had almost finished talking, so he filled their glasses with wine.

"Then I am here to wish you two bosses a happy cooperation and good fortune."

"I would also like to thank the boss lady for helping us connect. Don't worry, I will never forget your share."

........

On this day, Abao and Miss Wang were in Vientiane Plaza, finalizing the Sanyang display plan with the fashion designer invited from Hong Kong, when suddenly a hurried phone call rang.
To be continued...