Detective From the Future: One hundred and thirty-four guilty conscience
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Boss Zhou laughed and pointed to Han Bin and said: "This little brother asked me to get it right."
Wang Qingsheng also smiled, secretly, not looking at what my eldest nephew was doing.
Zhou's boss hesitated: "The old saying goes well. People go high and the water flows low. I transferred this antique shop not because it can't continue to operate, but because there is a better way out."
"Yeah, boss Zhou, you have to teach me so that I can follow you to make a fortune." Wang Qingsheng said.
"Our family is preparing to immigrate."
"Where are you going?"
"New Xilan."
"Hey, that's a good place. I heard that there are more sheep than people, and the scenery is more beautiful than people. It's a good place to travel." Wang Qingsheng was a little surprised. How much money he earned can immigrate abroad.
"Yes, we have already bought a house in Xinxilan, and we plan to settle there for a long time before we are going to transfer this place." Boss Zhou said.
"Boss Zhou, they all talk simple and deep, and gentlemen admire, but I feel like I have met you, I still want to persuade you." Wang Qingsheng took a sip of tea and said with emotion:
"The living conditions in China are getting better and better. There is really no need to immigrate. You have to like New Xilan. It’s good to go there a few times a year, travel, and spend a vacation. I really want you to be there. Settling down, I guess, you may not be able to adapt."
"To be honest, I was also afraid of this. I didn't want to go out at first, but my daughter-in-law liked it so much. Every day I said in my ears that the new Xilan is good and that good, urging me to hurry up to immigrate "Boss Zhou picked up the teapot and poured another cup of tea for Wang Qingsheng.
"Well, since my wife likes it, then I won't say more, so as not to annoy you." Wang Qingsheng smiled, and handed over: "I'm here, I wish you a smooth journey."
"Thank you."
The boss of Zhou said politely, and sighed: "I want to say that the store I can't let go of is Yubaotang. I won't talk about the transfer fee. I hope I can find a proper person to take over, so as not to smash my sign. ."
"Boss Zhou, don’t worry about that. I have been working in Antique Street for so many years. If you go around to find out, Wang Qingsheng’s character is absolutely not good. You want to transfer this store to me. Just as prosperous as before."
Zhou boss patted his thigh: "Well, with your words, I will give you a 10% discount."
"Boss Zhou, how much transfer fee do you want?"
"This number." Boss Zhou stroked three fingers.
"Three hundred thousand."
"Not bad." Boss Zhou nodded and said to Wang Qingsheng: "I met you right away. I just said I would give you a 10% discount, which is 270,000."
Wang Qingsheng smiled, as soon as he saw the shit, because of these four words, he did not pay less for his tuition.
It’s just that Wang Qingsheng gave a 10% discount and blocked his bargaining. He couldn’t cut down any more.
"Binzi, what do you think?"
To talk about business, two talents are needed, one to sing a white face and the other to sing a red face, so that you can bargain, but it's not easy to talk to death.
"Boss Zhou, don't know what is included in the 270,000 transfer fee?" Han Bin asked.
"The lease of this shop, as well as the furnishings and antiques of this house, are transferred to Boss Wang." Boss Zhou said, patted the sitting chair:
"This set of chairs is also included. At the beginning, I spent a lot of time in order to make a pair."
antique shop Han Bin doesn’t understand, he doesn’t understand literary and miscellaneous things, but he knows what he does: "I think the price is a bit high."
"Then how much do you think is appropriate?" Boss Zhou asked back.
"Two hundred thousand." Han Bin said.
Boss Zhou's face fell down, obviously the price is lower than his expectations: "Your name?"
"Menggui surnamed Han."
"I look at you a little bit stunned, I don't know which antique shop you made a fortune?" Boss Zhou asked.
"I am not in the antique industry."
"Yeah, where are you tall?"
Han Bin said sternly: "I am a policeman."
Boss Zhou trembled, his eyebrows rose and frowned, and his eyelids rose.
Although the duration was extremely short, it was still caught by Han Bin.
This kind of micro expression represents fear and fear.
Seeing the other party's reaction, Han Bin was a little surprised. This week the boss was very scared of his police identity, which was obviously abnormal.
An ordinary person will be a little surprised to learn that there is a police officer around him. If he hasn't committed a crime and has a clear conscience, why should he be afraid or afraid.
"Comrade police, what advice do you have when you come to the shop?" Boss Zhou took a deep breath and his expression calmed down.
"Boss Zhou, don't get me wrong, this is my nephew, who is taking a break today. I heard that I want to set up a store and come over and check it for me." Wang Qingsheng explained.
"That's it."
Boss Zhou responded, and took a secret look at Han Bin, and found that the other party looked as usual and did nothing else:
"Boss Wang, what do you think about the transfer fee?"
"A price of two hundred and thirty thousand, do you think it is?"
Wang Qingsheng felt a little drumming in his heart. He still liked this shop very much. I just said that Fengshui was not good, but it was just to keep the price down.
"Boss Wang, it's true that you have not concealed it. Before you came, there were other people who visited this store, and someone gave this number." Boss Zhou made a twenty-five gesture:
"Although I saw you right away, it’s not easy to make a loss-making business, don’t you think?"
Wang Qingsheng smiled awkwardly. He didn't expect Boss Zhou to bite the price to death in one bite, making it difficult for him to continue bargaining.
Wang Qingsheng took the conversation and talked a few more words, adding 5,000 yuan to the top, but Boss Zhou still killed 250,000 and refused to drop a point.
Wang Qingsheng had no choice but to leave first.
Not long after the two of left, a woman walked out from the back of the shop. She looked like she was about forty years old with short hair and looked quite capable.
"Didn't make a deal?" the short-haired woman asked.
"Did you hear everything?" Boss Zhou asked back.
"After all, there is a room~ IndoMTL.com~ I don’t hear it very clearly, why didn’t we negotiate?"
"I want a transfer fee of two hundred and fifty thousand yuan, but he is only willing to pay 235,000 yuan."
"It's not bad for the fifteen thousand, anyway, it is a pure profit trade, I promised him." The short-haired woman said.
"What do you know, the man who came with him is a policeman."
"What are the police doing!" The short-haired woman showed a surprised look and hurriedly asked.
"It's the fat man's nephew, help him check." Boss Zhou sighed.
"I was scared to death. Why are you still thinking about it." The short-haired woman sighed in relief and asked, "Just because the other party's nephew is a policeman, you don't want to do this business."
"I just don't want to make trouble."
The short-haired woman subconsciously said: "What is there to be afraid of, but it is a one-off deal. We left Qindao and did not intend to come back. How can he drop off even if he is a policeman? He can still run out to catch us."
"So, I didn't say anything to death. If he really wants to buy it, I will sell it for 250,000 yuan. If he doesn't buy it, I will treat it as a face to his nephew." Boss Zhou said.
"You give others face, and when they catch you, they won't save face." The short-haired woman sneered.
Boss Zhou snorted: "Humph, I thought it would be better for you to cut your short hair."