Chapter 72: You won’t give me a hundred yuan

There was no Chinese restaurant along the way, so buyer Wei Xun had to eat casually at an Italian restaurant on the corner of Turin.

Although the restaurant is small, well-equipped, and has a wide business scope, it is already past meal time, but there are still many people dining.

They sat together in twos and threes, drinking beer and eating pasta. There were a few snacks on the table, and everyone was talking with red faces. This was probably the life of Italians.

The portion of pasta here is quite generous, but Wei Xun is a little bit unaccustomed to its taste.

On the way back to the hotel, Wei Xun found a convenience store and bought a can of plain yogurt and a plate of packed fruit salad.

As expected, Mr. Alvaro Richardo, the second-level salesman of Fiat Automobile Company, did not keep Wei Xun waiting for too long. Wei Xun, who had just returned to the hotel and was about to take a shower, received a call from Alvaro:

"Sir, I've asked you clearly here. Fiat's latest customized 7-seater business car is priced at 120 million lire each, and a 9-seat model with the same specification is priced at 200 million lire."

"Turkish lira?"

"Sir, we use Italian currency as the settlement unit. If converted into euros, it is about 60,000 and 100,000 per unit."

Alvaro Richardo on the other end of the phone explained to Wei Xun the price of hundreds of millions of lire very patiently.

The Italian lira was jointly issued by the Italian government and the Central Bank. However, the 500 lira banknotes issued by the Italian government were later replaced by coins, so the Italian lira had a very interesting division: coins were issued by the government, and banknotes were issued by the Central Bank.

issued.

When Alvaro said lira, Wei Xun thought it was Turkish lira.

Wei Xun had never used the Italian Lira before. Even the Turkish Lira had an economic crisis not long ago, and when the Internet became popular on the Internet when buying and selling air tickets through software loopholes, Wei Xun went to find out more about it.

If you remember correctly, in a few months, that is, starting from January 2002, Italy will begin to fully use the euro, which indicates that the Italian lira will officially withdraw from the circulation market and become a passing cloud.

But now, Italians still like to use more lira when consuming. Wei Xun just experienced it in a convenience store...

"Alvaro, does your Fiat Automobile Company have any convenient VIP car purchasing channels?"

"Yes, sir, you can send me your requirements, and we will draft a contract according to your requirements. After you confirm that it is correct, you can come over and sign. After paying the advance payment, we will follow the contract and send it to you within the agreed time.

Deliver the vehicle, pay the final payment after vehicle inspection is completed..."

Alvaro's answer made Wei Xun very satisfied, at least this method sounds very convenient.

"Are both commercial vehicles available?"

“No problem for less than 30 vehicles!”

"Where's the 40-seater bus?"

"I checked the store's inventory, and there are only 12 40-seater cars left, but we can transfer the goods from the factory! As usual, a batch of new cars should leave the factory and be put into storage tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm very satisfied with your service! I would like to ask, Alvaro, can you tell me how much commission you get when selling a car at Fiat?"

Alvaro on the other end of the phone didn't know whether he hesitated or thought for a moment, paused for a while, and then said, "Sir, our commission is 7%-10% of the net profit of a car..."

"Okay, Alvaro, I need your bank account..."

"Sir, you said you need my bank account?"

"That's right, it's yours, not Fiat's public account..."

Soon, Alvaro sent his bank account to Wei Xun via text message, and Wei Xun immediately called Notts County’s financial staff to transfer 5 million euros into Alvaro’s account.

After completing all these operations, Wei Xun dialed Alvaro's phone number again:

"Alvaro, I asked the club's finance department to transfer 5 million euros into your account. If nothing else happens, you should receive the money soon. Our Notts County club needs a total of 6 9-seater cars.

Commercial vehicles, 15 40-seater buses, all have been replaced with the highest specification leather seats. I need you to personally escort these vehicles to the Notts County Club and have me sign for them in person!"

"Okay, everything above is fine, sir!"

"How long does it take to modify the seats, Alvaro?"

"Sir, due to the modification and transportation time, I will hand over all the vehicles to you on October 23rd..."

Wei Xun thought for a moment and said, "Thank you, Alvaro. I think this time is very quick. During this period, I will entrust you with full authority to take charge of the car purchase for the Notts County Club."

"Thank you for your trust, sir, I will do my best..."

"See you in Notts County!"

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After finishing the conversation with Alvaro, Wei Xun could finally take a shower.

Fortunately, the hotel provided by Juventus Club has a bathtub. After pouring a glass of red wine and turning on the music player on his phone, Wei Xun lay comfortably in the warm bathtub.

Although the water temperature was a bit hot at first, which made Wei Xun squeal, the guy quickly adapted to the water temperature and floated up and down comfortably in the water, very happily:

"On weekend nights, I turn off my phone and sit comfortably in the bathtub...".

At about 10 o'clock in the evening, Wei Xun was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone after taking a shower. Huang Yingying was finally escorted by Juventus staff back to the hotel where the two were staying.

Huang Yingying, who was holding various paper bags and handbags in her hands, called Wei Xun who was lying on the bed to come over and help her get her things as soon as she entered the door.

Poor Wei Xun was hung up like a Christmas tree in an instant, waiting for the excited Huang Yingying to open her "gifts" one by one...

After Huang Yingying checked everything, she immediately arranged for Wei Xun to pack their luggage and put them where they should be.

There was no way, women were just like that, Wei Xun always felt that most of the things she brought with her were of no use. He would sort them out again and again, but they would never use them again. Wei Xun would carry them back for her...

Huang Yingying saw the yogurt and fruit salad on Wei Xun's table, and knew that Wei Xun was not full yet, so she gave Wei Xun a loving hug to compensate him, and greeted Wei Xun without any guilt.

Get up and eat the chocolates and various desserts you bought on the way.

As the sweetest place in Italy, if you don’t come to Turin to try some local specialty chocolates and desserts, you will always feel that something is missing.

"I'm holding a steamed bun in my hand, but there's not a drop of oil in the dish..."

Although Wei Xun didn't want to eat sweets at night, he still chose the former between getting fat and being pinched by Huang Yingying. A good man doesn't suffer the immediate disadvantages, he can still lose weight if he gains some fat.

Wei Xun finished the sweets given to him by Huang Yingying with tears in his eyes. When he was about to lie down on the big bed, Huang Yingying hit him with a pillow and knocked it down:

"There should be a quilt in the cabinet. You can take this pillow. I'll sleep on the bed tonight and you'll sleep on the sofa. Do you hear me?"

Wei Xun glanced at Huang Yingying and saw her fierce look. There must be no discussion this time, so he had to swallow his anger and lie down on the sofa outside with his pillow in his arms. He kept mumbling:

"You're a girl, you're really good at it, you've been working as a coolie for a day, and you don't even have a bed for me to sleep on..."

You won’t give me even a hundred dollars!

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