1768: C1768 How Ruthless!

C1768 How Ruthless!

As Jun Zhao spoke, his dark eyes stared at Yang Siyu. Yang Siyu felt that this man's eyes were hiding a flame. As long as he looked at her with a burning gaze, his eyes would fire and easily melt her.

Because Jun Zhao's skin was tanned, Yang Siyu avoided the white color.

Finally, Yang Siyu helped Jun Zhao pick a dozen sets of clothes and wanted to help him pick a few neckties, but was stopped by Jun Zhao.

Third Young Master Jun rarely wore tie.

Unless he wanted to attend a banquet.

However, Third Young Master Jun rarely attended banquets, unless it was a banquet hosted by his own family. He would only show himself.

Because he rarely showed his face in front of everyone, not to mention ordinary people who did not know his true identity, even people in the upper class circle did not recognize Third Young Master Jun's true identity.

When Boss Jiang saw the couple choosing clothes without asking for the price, he thought they could earn a huge sum of money, and his smile froze on his face.

It wasn't until the bill was paid and Jun Zhao went on stage that Boss Jiang knew he was laughing too early.

"Mister Jun, the original price of this set of clothes is over 400 RMB. I'll give you a 20% discount and 300 RMB. This is the lowest price, it can't be any less."

Jun Zhao insisted, "60 RMB for each set. I won't give you a single cent more or less. If you're willing, I don't mind."

More than 400 RMB was cut down to 60 RMB per set by Jun Zhao. When Yang Siyu heard the price of her man, she didn't even dare to look at Boss Jiang.

If Yang Siyu was the one bargaining, she would probably buy it for 300 yuan per set.

"Boss Jiang, the material used for this set of clothes is very ordinary. The driver wasn't good either. He didn't even cut the wires. The size isn't standard either. The price you pay for the clothes is at most thirty to forty yuan per set. I'll give you sixty yuan per set, and you can still earn nearly half of it."

Jun Zhao picked out the problem with the clothes. He even clearly stated what kind of material these clothes were made of.

It wasn't the good materials that Boss Jiang had mentioned.

Boss Jiang:... ""

He was the most familiar with the purchase price of the goods he went to purchase.

Because the location of his shop was good and the renovations were not bad, and he had also found out that the expensive clothes were good clothes, the price had increased by many times.

"Mr. Jun, can you add another 40? 100 yuan for one set."

It was a set, not a single one!

Jun Zhao still said the same thing, "Sixty yuan."

He put the dozen or so clothes Yang Siyu had chosen for him together and said to Boss Jiang, "The material of these dozen or so clothes is not as good as this one. I can only give you fifty Yuan for each set."

Boss Jiang,... ""

Yang Siyu was speechless."

How ruthless!

He really dared to speak!

Boss Jiang's manners were really good. He didn't kick Jun Zhao out of the shop.

Jun Zhao started pointing out the bad parts of the clothes. He seemed to be very professional. Anyway, after hearing what he said, Yang Siyu felt that he had given Boss Jiang fifty yuan for a set of clothes, and that was a very high price.

Boss Jiang had a hopeless expression on his face.

He had been in the fashion business for a few years, and this was the first time he had met a customer who was not only fierce in the bidding but also very professional.0

It was as if these clothes were made by Jun Zhao.

Jun Zhao even told him how much these clothes cost and how much they could be sold for.

He was afraid that if he continued to speak, he would cut down all the profits in the industry. It would make it difficult for everyone to continue doing business in the future. Boss Jiang looked like he was going to send the God of Plagues away. He said to Jun Zhao, "Mr. Jun, I'll give you fifty yuan per set. You can pay the bill. "

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