Mr. Wenyuan said with a smile on his face: "After hearing about the girl's legend, I admire you so much that I dare to bother you. I hope the girl won't blame you."
As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person. What Tang Xiaobei hated was Zhou Changlin. He didn't know who Mr. Wenyuan was. He took the initiative to salute, so Tang Xiaobei couldn't trust him.
He had no choice but to smile and bow slightly: "My little lady has met Mr. Wenyuan."
Then he turned to look at Zhou Changlin: "I wonder why Mr. Zhou came here?"
"Firstly, I came to visit the girl, and secondly, I want to discuss cooperation with the girl." Zhou Changlin replied.
"I want to buy a batch of soap from a girl. The quantity is not small. I hope she can give me a discount."
Since ancient times, buyers have generally suppressed sellers. As a shopping mall veteran, Zhou Changlin naturally knows this well.
Even if he wanted something from Tang Xiaobei, he still had to act like a big customer.
It's a pity that Tang Xiaobei didn't accept his tactics at all.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, the soap is gone." Tang Xiaobei shook his head and said.
"Miss Xiaobei, we are all businessmen. I know you must have inventory, so don't fool me." Zhou Changlin said.
"How dare Xiaobei fool Mr. Zhou? The soap is really gone."
"Hey, that's all. If it can't be cheap, it won't be cheap. I'll buy it at the original price of five taels. Is that okay now?"
Zhou Changlin said: "Miss Xiaobei, I hope you can tell Mr. Jin that I want six hundred yuan."
"Mr. Zhou, why don't you believe Xiaobei?" Tang Xiaobei said: "The soap making process is extremely complicated. What I bought some time ago was accumulated in the past six months. Now Jinchuan only has a few dozen yuan at most, so I can't give it to you.
Six hundred dollars."
"This..." Zhou Changlin raised his head and glanced at Tang Xiaobei, but he didn't see anything wrong.
In desperation, he had no choice but to say: "That's it, just a few dozen yuan. I want them all. Please send someone back to get it, Miss Xiaobei."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, someone has already reserved more than a thousand yuan. If you want it, you have to wait." Tang Xiaobei continued to shake his head.
In fact, there was no reservation at all, let alone a deposit. It was just that Tang Xiaobei saw that Zhou Changlin was in urgent need of soap and simply didn't want to sell it to him.
Anyway, there is no need to worry about selling the soap.
Finding that Tang Xiaobei's attitude was so determined, Zhou Changlin finally couldn't remain calm anymore, and his tone became a little urgent:
"Miss Xiaobei, I've already talked about this, so I won't hide it from you. I'm in an emergency now and need soap to save my life. Can you be accommodating and get me a batch first? I don't have six hundred
If so, two hundred yuan is fine."
When Zhou Changlin saw that being tough was not enough, he immediately changed his strategy, raised his hands and said, "Miss Xiaobei, please help me once, and I will thank you very much afterwards!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou. If you had always opened the mouth, I would have given you this face no matter what. But now that the deposit has been paid, there is really nothing I can do."
When Tang Xiaobei heard what Zhou Changlin said, he became even more unlikely to agree to him: "My husband once said that people cannot stand without trust, and business cannot prosper without trust. Since you have promised others, you must not break the contract, otherwise you will not be able to follow up again.
Please explain, sir."
"Then Miss Xiaobei, tell me who made the deposit. I'll go talk to him."
Zhou Changlin said helplessly.
Tang Xiaobei couldn't break through here, so he could only find another one.
His years of living in Guangyuan were not in vain. As long as he was not one of the top wealthy families, other wealthy families would have to give him some respect.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou. The buyer has told me that his information cannot be disclosed."
Tang Xiaobei still shook his head, and then said: "But my husband has explained that big customers need to be maintained, and individual customers cannot be neglected, so in addition to ordering, dozens of soaps will be sent to the county every few days, and at the stall
For sale, if Mr. Zhou is really in a hurry, he can send someone to the stall to buy."
When doing business, there is no need to struggle with money. Let Zhou Changlin and those old madams snatch it away.
Zhou Changlin took a deep look at Tang Xiaobei, thought for a moment, shook his head helplessly, cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I won't disturb the girl!"
"Mr. Zhou, please leave. I won't send you off."
Tang Xiaobei still had a smile on his face.
"Miss Xiaobei, take your leave."
Mr. Wenyuan also smiled and made a scholarly gesture.
"Walk slowly."
Tang Xiaobei nodded slightly.
Without waiting for them to go out, he turned around and entered the house.
As for Zhou Changlin's youngest son, Zhou Dewu, he remained silent throughout the whole process, just like he was following Zhou Changlin's servant.
But when he turned to leave, Zhou Dewu secretly glanced at Tang Xiaobei with squinted eyes.
After leaving the inn, Zhou Changlin said helplessly: "Master Wenyuan, you have also seen that soap is really difficult to make."
Just now he was pretending to be tough and lowering his stature to say nice things. A large part of the reason was because he was showing it to Mr. Wenyuan.
"Is there no other way?"
Mr. Wenyuan was also a little depressed.
He also saw that it wasn't that Zhou Changlin didn't want to help, but that the soap was really in demand.
"There were a lot of families and brothels buying soap some time ago. I had to go and see if I could get some out of their hands."
Zhou Changlin said: "It's just that this will require you to wait in Guangyuan for a while, and I can't guarantee how much you can get in the end."
"Then I'll trouble Uncle Chang Lin." Mr. Wenyuan said.
"No trouble, no trouble."
Zhou Changlin quickly waved his hand, and then called his youngest son: "Dewu, you must treat Mr. Wenyuan well while he is in Guangyuan. If you let me know that you have neglected him, I will skin you!"
Although the younger son is not up to par, he is definitely good at eating, drinking and having fun, so it is perfect for him to entertain Mr. Wenyuan.
"Don't worry, Dad, I promise that Mr. Wenyuan will have a great time and eat happily!"
Zhou Dewu excitedly patted his chest and promised.
Now you can take money from the house and go out for fun...
Seeing his son leaving with Mr. Wenyuan, the smile on Zhou Changlin's face gradually dissipated.
How did he become the number one cloth merchant in Guangyuan?
Zhou Changlin met the Duke of Guo at a New Year's Festival. With his superb flattery skills, he made the Duke laugh with a few words, and casually gave him the right to purchase tribute cloth.
Zhou Changlin relied on this qualification to start his business, and then he grew bigger and bigger, taking more and more shares from the capital.
But this situation stopped a few years ago. After all, the Zhou family in the capital has a large population, and the living expenses for the clan members alone are a huge expense every year. The Zhou family in the capital also has to make money, so they selected a few people from their direct lineage.
Textile factories were also set up near the capital to process them themselves.
Zhou Changlin's share has gradually decreased in recent years, and now he has finally found an opportunity to please the capital, and he must seize it no matter what!