Chapter Eighty-Eight: Even the Police Are Troublesome to You

"Hey, hey, this number. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Zhou Zhen stretched out a finger, and the expression on his face was a little unnatural.

"A hundred? No, is it a thousand for these shoes? "There was something unpleasant on the face of the capable young man.

Zhou Zhen shook his head.

The capable young man was a little puzzled, shook his head a few meanings, and the old man next to him smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang, you have to look at the prices of the goods in his store first." I see, he means that these shoes cost 10,000 yuan. ”

"Ten thousand!" Xiao Zhang frowned, "Isn't this a black shop, where is there a pair of cloth shoes for 10,000 yuan!" ”

The old man shook his head slightly: "Whether it's worth it or not is another matter, this matter is a gamble, I said it, the price is whatever he wants." It seems that he is not polite! ”

The capable young man glared at Zhou Zhen: "Isn't the boss afraid that the price bureau will find you if he offers such a price!" ”

Zhou Zhen thought to himself, what is this, he shook his head again and again: "You misunderstood, it's not 10,000 yuan, it's 100,000 yuan, and the price of these cloth shoes is 100,000, not a single cent less." ”

"One hundred thousand!"

"One hundred thousand!"

These are not only capable young people, but even calm old men are stunned, a pair of cloth shoes costs 100,000 yuan, is this person crazy!

"Young man, are you kidding, 100,000 yuan, you are blackmailing!" The old man slammed his cane, and his face showed a rare look of anger.

Zhou Zhen sighed secretly in his heart, he also felt that the price was outrageous, 100,000 pairs of shoes, the system was not helping him, it was harming him. But what can he do, he doesn't care about it, the system has always been a spitting nail.

"Old man, I'm really not kidding, I wanted to tell you the custom price yesterday, but you don't want to hear it, if you really don't want it, I won't force you, after all, there is no reason to buy and sell in the world, and there is no contract signed between us." Zhou Zhen knew that most of this deal was going to be ruined, and he also wanted to win this order, but unfortunately the money was in other people's pockets, and he couldn't force it.

The capable young man leaned down and whispered to the old man, "Chief, do you want me to make a call?" ”

The old man glared at him and waved his hand to stop him.

Although Zhou Zhen's price was outrageous, after all, he didn't buy and sell by force, he couldn't do this kind of use of power to suppress the people, but seeing that his beloved things couldn't get his hands, he was also blowing his beard and glaring at him.

"Young man, even if my old man didn't speak very well yesterday, you don't need to refuse to sell it in this way, okay, okay, okay, my old man is wrong, it's okay to apologize to you." The old man said helplessly.

"Old man, it's not your problem, the price of these shoes has been set, and the rules set by my grandfather can't be broken, why don't I help you make a pair of cheaper ones?" Although Zhou Zhen was very distressed that he had spent 50,000 yuan on system materials, he couldn't bear to see the old man disappointed.

"Your grandfather's rules? What a rule-breaking, feudal superstition! What to follow in a mess of rules! ”

"Old man, this is a rule left by the ancestors, I hope you understand."

The two stared at each other and were in a stalemate, when a man in his fifties walked in outside the store, first looked left and right, his eyes lit up slightly, and then his eyes fell on Zhou Zhen, and said with a smile: "Little brother, do you remember me?" ”

Zhou Zhen naturally remembered that this person had only met yesterday, and it was Feng Dong, the chief designer of the clothing department of Kunpeng Group, whom he met in He Xin Mall. The other party said that he wanted to come here to have a look, and he thought it was just a joke, but he didn't expect it to come.

"It turned out to be Mr. Feng, hello, hello."

Feng Dong nodded at him with a smile, then his eyes fell on the other two people in the store, he was suddenly stunned, and immediately strode forward and said respectfully to the old man: "Old Wei, what a coincidence, why are you here?" ”

The old man known as Wei Lao was also slightly stunned when he saw Feng Dong: "Xiao Feng, I'll customize a pair of shoes, and you are?" ”

"I'll talk to this little brother about something...... Feng Dong explained casually, his eyes fell on the pair of mille-feuille shoes in the other party's hand, he sighed lightly, and hurriedly said, "Old Wei, this is the shoes you ordered, can you let me take a look?" ”

Wei Lao nodded, and handed the shoes to the other party without hesitation: "Xiao Feng, you came just in time, help me see how this workmanship is." ”

Feng Dong picked up the shoes and looked at them carefully, stretched out his white palm that did not match his age, and gently slid it over the upper with his index fingertips, and gradually showed a thick surprise on his face: "This needle work...... This fabric...... This tailoring ...... It's amazing, it's amazing! Nowadays, there is such a first-class needlework, this master is really not simple......"

Wei Lao said: "What, don't you think even Xiao Feng is very good?" ”

"You look at this needle, this is famous, called the thousand-legged centipede, the needlework is like a centipede foot dense, knotted like a thin ball without a clue, although shoemaking is not my specialty, but I also know some doorways, this kind of needlework is not only time-consuming and laborious, the most rare is evenly distributed, dense and tight, no more than ten years of hard work can not be taken."

"Is it as mysterious as you say, isn't it just a pair of cloth shoes." Xiao Zhang, the orderly beside Lao Wei, pursed his lips.

"Xiao Zhang, do you know who this is, he is a famous designer in our Tangzhou City, and many of his works are awarded abroad, and he is a great talent in our Tangzhou. Now I should be the chief designer of the Kunpeng Group, I'm right. ”

Feng Dong hurriedly waved his hand: "Old Wei has promoted me, how can I be called a great talent with this bit of craftsmanship, at most I am a small name in the industry." ”

Wei Lao laughed and said, "Xiao Feng, you are humble, I like your temperament very much." ”

Feng Dong shook his head with a wry smile, pointed to the cloth shoes and said: "If you want to talk about talents, according to me, the one who makes this pair of cloth shoes is, Wei Lao doesn't understand our line of work, maybe it is not clear, not to mention these needlework skills, just look at the fabric matching, I just took a closer look, the fabric that is included in the sole of the shoe is different on both sides, the fabric shrinks when it encounters water, the tension is large and small, the bottom touches the ground, the bottom faces the feet, and the humidity is different." The fabric used for this shoe is made to meet this characteristic, and it can be said that it is extremely exquisite, and such a shoe is definitely the crystallization of experience and technology......"

Wei Lao was also a little stunned when he heard Feng Dong's praise.

Feng Dong talked for a long time before he remembered the purpose of his trip, raised his head and asked, "By the way, you said that you are here to customize shoes, what about this shoe-making master?" ”

Before Wei Lao could speak. There was a sudden commotion at the door of the store, and it seemed that many people were rushing over, and at the same time, someone shouted, "Excuse me, is Mr. Zhou Zhenzhou here?" ”

Zhou Zhen looked towards the door and found several men and women in police uniforms standing outside to probe their brains.

Xiao Zhang, who was standing next to the old man, couldn't stand it anymore, and saw a group of uniformed policemen appearing, obviously not here to buy something, so he sneered: "It doesn't end well to open a black shop, it seems that your east window incident happened, and even the police are looking for trouble for you." ”