"Uncle Qin, who are you?"

The middle-aged man in the suit lowered the car window, glanced at Lin Xuan, and asked the janitor.

The janitor, that is, Uncle Qin, heard the words and replied: "Manager Wang, here's the thing..."

With a classic quotation, this Uncle Qin told the whole thing.

The other party is the boss of his immediate boss, the second-in-command of the recycling station, and the boss is not there, the other party has the final say, and he doesn't dare to play any sloppy in front of the other party.

"You said this little brother came to our recycling bin to talk about business?"

This Manager Wang glanced at Lin Xuan when he heard this, and with his experience, he could naturally see that Lin Xuan was not very old, and he did not have the temperament of a noble son.

He doesn't bother to pay attention to such a person.

But since they all met, he immediately asked: "Little brother, I am the manager here, if you have anything you want to talk about, you can tell me directly." ”

Lin Xuan is really here to talk about business, and when he sees the main owner at this time, he naturally won't have stage fright, and after sorting out his words, he said: "Hello Manager Wang, I took the liberty to come here this time, I really want to negotiate some deals with your station, or I want to buy something from you." ”

"You're looking for us to buy something?"

Manager Wang laughed when he heard this: "You can go to the supermarket to buy things, we are a waste recycling station here, except for waste products or waste products, there is nothing to sell." ”

Perhaps because he found the topic interesting, he got out of the car as he spoke.

"I'm here to buy scrap."

Lin Xuan told the truth that if he couldn't negotiate this time, it would be difficult for the other party to lose interest and want to talk.

"You're going to buy our scrap?"

Manager Wang was a little stunned, and only spoke again after a while: "I heard me right, what are you doing when you buy scrap, these things can't be eaten, do you still want to pour a hand?" ”

"No, I bought it for my own use."

Lin Xuan still answered the other party's questions truthfully.

When Manager Wang saw that Lin Xuan really looked like this, he asked, "Tell me, what are you going to buy, and what are you going to buy for?" ”

Lin Xuan knew that if he didn't take something out, there was no way to convince the other party, don't look so polite, but the other party was just bored to have fun with him, and he didn't really want to talk to him about anything.

There is a saying that the other party said well.

There's really nothing to talk about in the recycle bin.

Unless there is really a channel to make a difference from the price of waste recycling, there is really no other benefit for these waste products.

Normal is true.

But Lin Xuan's wave is not normal.

Therefore, Lin Xuan didn't say anything to the other party, and directly apportioned: "Manager Wang, in fact, I am a star lord, and I came here this time to buy something from your recycling bin for planetary use." ”

"You're a star lord?"

Manager Wang looked at Lin Xuan, and there was a touch of attention in his eyes.

If Lin Xuan was really a star lord, even if he had some status, he wouldn't be too contemptuous.

This is like a down-and-out aristocracy, which is not something that can be played casually.

Because it represents a privileged collective.

"Well, I just woke up a few days ago."

Lin Xuan nodded in confirmation.

"Hmm~"

Manager Wang groaned and said: "If you are really a star lord and want to ask us to buy materials for the development of the planet, we are naturally willing to promote this good thing, I don't know what you want to buy?" ”

"Metal, I want to buy a batch of metal."

Lin Xuan didn't hide anything, and there was nothing to hide.

"Metal?"

Manager Wang nodded: "Understood, I don't know what metal you are going to buy, and how much more?" ”

Lin Xuan is now so poor, how dare he pick the fat and the thin, and said directly: "Ordinary metal is fine, there are no special requirements, the only requirement is that the price is cheaper." ”

"Haha, that's easy."

Manager Wang also thought that he would ask for a lot, after all, the materials used for the development of the planet, each star owner was carefully selected, for fear that his planet would be affected.

But I didn't expect the request to be so simple.

They don't have many other recycling bins, but there are really a lot of cheaper ones.

After all, how expensive can scrap be?

Is there really anything good that no one else will sell to the scrap collection station, right?

"It's easy!"

Lin Xuan got the answer he wanted, and his smile suddenly became brighter.

"This is not the place to talk, you follow me to my office."

Manager Wang is a decent person, so naturally he will not talk about business at the dusty gate, and after making sure that Lin Xuan is not joking, he opened his mouth to invite.

Lin Xuan naturally had no opinion on this, said yes, and walked into the recycling bin with the other party.

Uncle Qin, who was guarding the door, slammed his mouth and watched, and finally touched his white hair and muttered.

"A milk baby really talks about business, this is also a ghost when he goes out..."

He muttered as he closed the window of the security booth again.

As soon as the babbling radio went off, Uncle Qin fell asleep on the recliner.

Whoever loves it.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with him.

The other end.

Lin Xuan followed Manager Wang of the recycling station and walked into the manager's office.

"Sit casually, you're welcome."

Entering the role of talking about business, Manager Wang also changed his face.

Although Lin Xuan had only just become an adult in this life, he was also an old oilman in his previous life, and he was not afraid at this time, so he thanked him and sat on the sofa with a big grin.

He just came to buy things, not to beg for help, so there was nothing to worry about.

Not really.

It's a big deal to change one.

Manager Wang had actually been secretly observing, and when he saw Lin Xuan acting like an old oilman, he was also really convinced of what Lin Xuan had just said.

Since through preliminary observations.

The next step is to talk.

"What do you call the little brother?"

Manager Wang sat opposite and asked with a smile.

Lin Xuan replied: "Just call me Lin Zuo." ”

"Lin Zuo?"

Wang Jing muttered, and the name of the second generation of Tianhai quickly flashed in his mind.

There are those surnamed Lin.

What can be called Lin Zuo is really not.

Otherwise, with the brevity of the name, if there is, it will definitely be impressive.

As a businessman, the ability to remember names is definitely one of the necessary skills, otherwise it will be bad if you meet a big person one day, and accidentally wash the Dragon King Temple.

"Brother Lin Zuo is a good name, our ordinary scrap iron purchase here is 0.8 federal coins a kilogram, I saw that Brother Lin Zuo was fateful, so I sold you at the original price, I don't know how much you plan to buy?"

Although he didn't find out the corresponding second generation, he didn't slack off because of this, even if the businessman doesn't plan to do business with you, he won't offend people for no reason.

The kind of plot that doesn't agree with each other and slaps your face is just YY from someone who hasn't seen or heard it.

If businessmen are so virtuous, why do they want to toss out their family business?

The bar for business is not so low.

"0.8 federal dollars a kilogram?"

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, this price was lower than he expected, the other party's style obviously wanted to make a good fate, after all, how much can you buy for scrap iron?

If you die, you can't buy a dozen tons.

Ten tons of scrap iron is only a few dollars, how much can you make if you raise the price a little?

This is completely unnecessary.

It's better to make a good fate.

This is completely in line with the business style of doing things.

Manager Wang really thought so, so he gave a low price, but this low price is relatively speaking, no matter what, he will not lose money, at most he is busy in vain.

"Yes, it's 0.8."

Manager Wang still keeps smiling, and the temperament of the whole person makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Lin Xuan knew that the other party had an idea in it, but this idea was harmless to him, so he took advantage of it.

At this time, he was confirmed and immediately thanked: "Thank you Manager Wang for your generosity, this time because the preparation is not very sufficient, and there is not much to want, let's come with two hundred tons first, and next time I will prepare more than I can." ”

"Poof! Ahem..."

Manager Wang was drinking tea, but when he learned about Lin Xuan's needs, he immediately squirted out the tea.

"How much? Two hundred tons? Or is it not well prepared? More next time? ”

The relieved Manager Wang's eyes widened, and his mind was full of black question marks at this time.

Don't you hold up a dozen tons?

This Nima is two hundred tons of opening.

What's more, if you are not well prepared!

If you are well prepared,

Are you going to buy a thousand tons at once?

Is the current young man so arrogant?

He looked at the young man on the other side who looked too young and embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.