31 The eyes of dogs look down on men
"This ......"
The sales manager looked Chen Xiu up and down again, pointed to a Volkswagen Lavida next to him and said: "Sir, these two are low-profile versions of Lavida, and the tax package is about 110,000 yuan...... If you have a regular job, our shop can also help you with installment payment, or you can try this model!"
Kindness?
Despised again!
When I rented a house before, I was despised by a few sales ladies, after all, people still have a bit of beauty.
"Damn, you are a big man who sells cars, what qualifications do you have to despise me!" Chen Xiu was angry in his heart, and scolded angrily: "Today, how can you do with this kind of service attitude!"
After speaking, he went straight out of the Volkswagen car dealership and went straight to the Volvo 4S store opposite.
After Chen Xiu walked out of the door, the service manager who sold the car muttered in a low voice: "Look at you who have been poor for three lifetimes, can you afford a Tiguan?
Chen Xiu went to the Volvo 4S store opposite, and he fell in love with an S90 at once, and directly bought it for more than 500,000 yuan at one time.
Installments or something, non-existent!
The whole process is less than 10 minutes from payment to delivery by the staff.
"Dut...... Toot ......"
The sales manager of the Volkswagen dealership was in a daze when a horn outside woke him up, and he ran out to take a look, only to see that the driver's seat of the brand-new Volvo S90 was really the young man who had been driven away directly just now.
And this young man actually looked at himself there with a look of contempt.
"Put a horn like you can afford it, but it's just a test drive!"
The sales manager also replied to Chen Xiu, but the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became, and he saw a temporary license plate with white paper on the window of the S90.
Not a test drive!
Seeing the surprised expression of the sales manager, Chen Xiu knew that he had clearly seen the truth of the matter, and he was satisfied with stepping on the accelerator and walking away!
At this time, the sales manager was eager to throw himself a few big mouths, Mr. Lu Xun taught himself not to "respect Luo Yi first and then respect people" when he was in junior high school, how could he still make such a mistake!
If that Tiguan is sold to him, he can earn at least a few thousand commissions, which is a month's salary!
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Chen Xiu drove the car to answer Linjiangju's residence, first ordered a takeout, and then took out the notebook that Zhang Lao gave him and read it carefully.
In addition to some antique appraisal experience and repair techniques, Zhang Lao's notebook also has some interesting facts about his acquisition of antiques over the years.
Chen Xiu watched it with relish, and completely forgot about the passage of time.
Knowing that his stomach was "gurgling", Chen Xiu looked up and saw that it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the takeaway he ordered had not been eaten yet, and it was already cold.
While Chen Xiu was concentrating on learning the knowledge that Mr. Zhang gave him, Sun San, who was still living in the Department of Surgery of the People's Hospital, also dialed the mobile phone of his eldest brother Apan.
"Big brother, Chen Xiu hasn't found it yet!"
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
The cold sweat on Sun San's forehead rushed out, he knew Apan's character best, the more silent he was, the more angry he became, if he hadn't been through his mobile phone, he would have been beaten badly!
"Keep looking!"
After a long time, accompanied by a gasping breathing sound, Apan's voice finally came from the other end of the phone.
"Yes!"
After hanging up Sun San's phone, Ah Pan squeezed the mobile phone tightly, directly pinched the mobile phone screen and cracked, gritted his teeth and said: "It's all a bunch of waste! I must find out this Chen Xiu before Brother Liao finds me, and snatch Gu Yu back, or I'm really dead!"
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The next day, Chen Xiu drove to Yuxuanju early in the morning.
However, after sitting for a morning, once the business came to the door, Chen Xiu went through Zhang Lao's experience notes again, and it was really difficult to sit still in the afternoon.
Bored, he stretched and put his notebook in a drawer.
"Shi, Fang Qiong, you post a notice to recruit a sight master, I'll go out for a walk...... If someone comes to apply for a job or someone comes to sell goods and can't see it and calls me, I'll go out for a walk. ”
"Yes!"
Chen Xiu really hasn't had a good visit to the antique street since he bought Yuxuanju, and he is walking around casually at the moment.
As the saying goes, gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times.
Due to the prosperity of the country and the strength of the people and the improvement of the people's living standards in China over the years, more and more people like to collect antiques, which has led to the antique street in Ansan City, which originally had only a few antique trading stores, sprung up overnight like mushrooms after a rain, and hundreds of antique trading stores have sprung up all of a sudden.
Chen Xiu is shopping around like an individual customer, but most of the stores sell some fakes, which are used to pit tourists and individual customers, which is a disappointment.
After wandering around seven or eight fake antique shops, Chen Xiu lost interest at all and was about to return the same way, when suddenly a Qianlong Meiping on the side of the road called "Fuxiju" attracted his attention.
Emperor Qianlong had some strange literary and artistic youths in aesthetics.
He likes to compose poems, and it is said that he has made thousands of limerick poems in his lifetime, but none of them will be remembered by future generations; he also likes ceramic art, but his aesthetic standards for ceramics are more bizarre than the poems he made.
According to the traditional aesthetic standards of China, the general ceramics like to make elegant colors, such as the elegance of Song porcelain, the Tianqing of Yuan blue and white, and the old man Qianlong likes bright colors.
It's just that you like flamboyance.
But generally there will be no more than three colors on a ceramic, just like the top modern fashion designers, no one will make their own clothes into a dozen colors of colorful colors.
And Emperor Qianlong's temperament was also on ceramic art, concentrating more than a dozen colors on a bottle.
For example, the famous "porcelain mother" is a collection of various ceramic production processes of all dynasties, making an elegant art vulgar.
Although the Qianlong plum vase in front of Chen Xiu does not have more than a dozen crafts concentrated on the porcelain mother's side, this vase is made of enamel color, which is very bright.
Of course, Chinese people don't like this color, but those foreigners in foreign countries like it very much.
"Friend, like this bottle?"
At this time, a heavy fat man dressed in sackcloth came out of Fuxiju, with a string of beads in his hand and a string of dzi around his neck, obviously the boss of Fuxiju.
"It's interesting to watch, how do you sell this bottle?"