Chapter 410: Crisis PR
The fat man grinned and said respectfully, "Yes, Brother Fan." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Su Zhe also deliberately said loudly: "Okay, big boss!"
Top banana?!
After everyone heard this, they were dumbfounded on the spot, such a little fart kid is the boss here, what the hell is this kidding.
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of incredulity, and their faces were full of surprise and surprise.
Mo Feifei took in everyone's reactions, he smiled, and said without being angry: "Officially introduced, I am the boss of Yuhaiyuan, Mo Feifei." ”
Hiss~~~
There was a gasping sound at the scene, and everyone had basically guessed it just now. However, when he took the initiative to admit it, everyone still felt unbelievable. They all know that in this southwest cultural entertainment market, there are two signboards with Yuhaiyuan, and they are all relatively good locations.
can open both stores so well, presumably a person with a net worth of at least 10 million. Looking at the person in front of him, he is too young and too unlike.
"This person must be a rich second generation. ”
"Well, there must be a good father. Otherwise, how can you afford to open two stores of such a large size? ”
"Hey, it's still up to Lao Tzu. ”
“。。。。 ”
Everyone didn't say it, but they were muttering secretly in their hearts, and their eyes were full of disdain. Indeed, if you rely on Lao Tzu's ability alone, even if you wrap up the entire southwest cultural entertainment market, it will not be a brilliant thing.
These people are all customers, Mo Feifei naturally can't lose his temper with them, and besides, he doesn't have to lose his temper. Praise and criticism are buyers, and applause is idlers. Since you are open for business, you have to be able to tolerate other people's judgments.
Mo Feifei arched his hand and said politely: "First of all, on behalf of all the staff of Yuhaiyuan, I welcome everyone's arrival. I know what happened. What I want to say is that harmony is precious, and there is no need for everyone to make trouble for a mere painting. ”
"Hey, Mo is extraordinary. You are the one who stayed underground from Lao Yashan for more than a week some time ago and survived. Some people think that this name is very familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, it suddenly dawned on them.
In addition to this, there are people who have a good relationship with the police. They heard that it was not an undercover police detective who cracked an international terrorist organization last year, but a sophomore named Mo Feifan. With the strength of one person, he killed and wounded dozens of terrorists.
What's even more legendary is that I heard that Mo Feifei is still studying, and his family is poor.
There are many extraordinary heroic deeds about Mo.
After listening to it, everyone couldn't help but look at him with admiration. Unexpectedly, this person is Mo Feifei.
Originally, everyone was still a little disdainful of him. Now it seems that he is too superficial. Everyone smiled embarrassedly, and the smell of gunpowder at the scene dropped a lot at once.
When the fat man and Su Zhe saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel incredible. The same words of consolation, coming out of one's own mouth, have little weight. But when it comes out of Brother Fan's mouth, it is like a spring breeze turning into rain, and it has the power to turn decay into magic.
I'm afraid this is just a person's personality charm.
Seeing that the scene suddenly quieted down, Mo Feifei continued with a smile: "Brothers, uncles and uncles, you are all people with status and status. When you come here, you spend money to have fun. If you can't find it, how wronged it is. ”
Mo Feifei's painting style is gentle, and it is very popular with everyone.
"What does Boss Mo mean, tell me about it. The old customer from before was the first to say.
Not to be outdone, the new customer who came later said: "If the little brother can make a fair decision, I can ignore it." ”
The leaders all spoke, and the others had no opinion.
Mo Feifei flicked the cigarette butt in his hand away, and then gently touched the painting with his hand: "Then let me ask again, do you have to want this painting?"
New customers, old customers;" Of course. ”
Mo Feifei smiled: "This is easy to do." Doing business is nothing more than chasing profits. Since both families want it, then auction it, and the one with the highest price will get it. ”
The new customer slapped the leather bag on the table, held his head high and said, "I have no opinion, anyway, Lao Tzu has money, and Lao Tzu is not afraid." ”
The old customers disagreed. He shook his head vigorously, "That's not going to work. How do I know if this person is your trust? If you join forces to raise the price, I will lose a lot. ”
Truth be told, this regular customer really liked the painting. However, I felt that the price was too high, so I was in a dilemma. Although he was fascinated by Mo's extraordinary deeds, he still refused to give in when it came to specific money.
The new customer is naturally very polite: "If you don't buy it or have any doubts, you can get out." Two hundred and fifty thousand, I bought this painting, I placed an order. ”
The old customer shook his head vigorously: "I can also pay 250,000 yuan, but this painting must be sold to me." ”
The new customer has a lot of money, and directly shouted a number: "Lao Tzu is out of 300,000." ”
Old customer: "No! You're trusting, you're speculating on prices." ”
The new customer became popular all of a sudden: "M, do you want to fight?"
The old customer waved his hand, and all the nearly ten people stood up. He refused to show weakness at all and said: "Come on, see if Lao Tzu can't kill you." ”
The scene stopped for a while, and in a blink of an eye, the smoke filled with gunsmoke again. The two sides were eager to try, and there was quite a posture of opening a martial arts hall. If there is a real fight, it is estimated that everything in this store will suffer with it.
Hearing this, outsiders will definitely think that this old customer is too unreasonable, and even a little. I want this painting again, and I don't want to pay a high price for it, and I don't want anyone else to buy it, it's such a headache.
If it was a pure scoundrel, the fat man and Su Zhe would have let the guys blow them out. However, this regular customer is a regular customer. Even if there is something wrong with him, he can't be easily offended.
At this time, you have to think of a way to shake the scene.
Mo Feifei's eyes rolled, and he suddenly burst out laughing. It wasn't nothing, the more he laughed, the louder he became, and finally he couldn't even straighten his waist, and he almost rolled on the ground while holding his stomach.
Seeing him laughing so strangely, the two groups of people, who were already tense, quieted down again and looked at him like monsters.
Everyone was wondering what was going on, how a good person followed the devil.
Not to mention them, even the fat man and Su Zhe and others, who were close to Mo Feifei, couldn't see what his smile meant
The fat man was stunned, walked to Mo Feifei's side, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Fan, are you okay?"
Mo Feifei continued to laugh as if he hadn't heard it.
The fat man was a little frightened, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Fan, what's wrong with you, don't scare me?"
(To be continued.) )