"Sister Chen, Brother Li, I'm sorry just now. The reason why I invited you in is because I need to explain the data of this tiger skin." Luo Jiying is not a character who does good deeds anonymously. Although ordinary tiger skin is difficult to
She asked for it, but it was not precious yet, but this tiger skin was not simple, so she wanted to minimize the loss and make the middle-aged couple accept her generous offer.
Without further delay, Luo Jiying explained her guess in detail, and finally said: "An ordinary Bengal tiger skin abroad is worth about two million yuan, but Sister Chen, you should also know the size of the Bengal tiger and the size of the tiger outside.
There is no way to compare your tiger skin, it is not on the same level. Of course, the sale of tiger skin is not allowed in our country. If this skin is sent to a certified processing institution, it will be worth about 200,000 yuan at most, and
It also requires quite cumbersome procedures!" Luo Jiying stopped at this point. She was just explaining the situation and did not intend to participate in the price transaction, otherwise the favor would not be fulfilled.
The middle-aged woman said cheerfully: "Money is not a problem. I really trouble you, Manager Luo, today."
This is what Luo Jiying wanted, and she replied happily: "What's the trouble? I can't help you much. After all, such a good tiger skin is only suitable for you, Sister Chen, to keep at home.
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When the middle-aged woman heard this, although she knew it was a polite comment, she couldn't help but feel the emotion that she should have, and she felt even better for a while.
When the middle-aged man next to him couldn't stand it any longer, he interrupted: "That's it. Xiao Luo, this is my business card. If you have any difficulties, just call Brother Li."
Luo Jiying was immediately overjoyed. He took the business card with both hands and put it solemnly into his bag!
The middle-aged man nodded, "Okay, it's time for us to go back. We haven't gotten the tiger skin yet, so it's not the time to be happy."
"Yes, yes, hurry up and buy the tiger. This is a precious skin that is on the same level as the extinct Smilodon destructor. By the way, hubby, how much do you think we should pay?" the middle-aged woman asked aloud.
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"It's up to you. You also know that I never negotiate the price when buying things. But don't lose money to this young man." The middle-aged man answered, and it was not difficult to hear his love for tiger skins from his tone.
I also had a very good impression of Zhang Heng.
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Zhang Heng was quite embarrassed at this time. He was not good at dealing with strange women. He didn't know how to thank the female clerk for helping him. He just said thank you several times and saw the other two female clerks looking at him awkwardly.
In this situation, all the anger he had just dissipated, but instead made him even more embarrassed.
Fortunately, the store manager and the middle-aged couple came out after a while, and I was relieved. However, I mentally remembered the favor of helping the female store clerk, thinking that I would definitely find an opportunity to repay the favor in the future.
"Haha, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long, little brother, so I'll just say it directly, how about buying your tiger skin for three million?" the middle-aged woman said directly.
"Three million?" Zhang Heng asked in shock. Did he hear it correctly? Three million? He only spent a machete and a bag of salt on this tiger skin, which was almost negligible. He didn't expect it to be sold.
Three million, Zhang Heng breathed heavily, and his thoughts drifted away for a moment. The scene of his sister wearing a princess dress and carrying a new schoolbag flashed in front of his eyes, and there was also a family standing on the roof of the building basking in the sun. Grandma wrinkled with joy.
All scattered...
Luo Jiying nodded discreetly. If the market value of this tiger skin is of course far more than 3 million, but according to the country's formal acquisition market, it is only worth 200,000 at most. Mrs. Chen can offer 3 million.
One million is actually quite good, because even if Mrs. Chen's family background wants to put the tiger skins in her home openly, she still needs to spend a large sum of money to do so. Even if it were her to buy it.
, the maximum offer is two million, and a price of one million or even lower is possible.
However, she was also worried that if the price could not be negotiated and her debt of gratitude would not be paid, she explained aloud: "The price of three million is already very high. If a living tiger is only worth about 100,000 in our country,
If you sell the tiger to the state, the country will give you about 200,000 yuan at most." Then he briefly explained the difference between live tigers and tiger skins. It's just that you can apply to keep tigers, but you can't kill them, let alone sell their furs. This situation
Just like calligraphy and painting, calligraphy and painting are not valuable while a person is alive, but they become valuable after death.
Zhang Heng came to his senses and said quickly: "Yes, it is too high!" How could he think the price is low? How many pigs can be raised in the village with three million yuan? One pig can only earn a few hundred yuan in addition to the cost.
Millions? Even though Zhang Heng was born in science, he was a little dizzy at this time, feeling like there were fat pigs flying around in front of him.
The middle-aged woman said happily: "So, young man, you have agreed to this price?" The highest price she thought of was actually four million, or even five million. It was not impossible to agree. After all, it was rare to meet a husband who liked something she liked.
I also like it, and that alone is worth the money.
Zhang Heng responded quickly: "Promise, promise!"
The middle-aged man also said happily: "Okay, let's hand over the transfer now, and the payment will be cleared on the spot!"
Luo Jiying then said: "Yes, sir, please tell me your bank card number."
Zhang Heng calmed down and quickly took out his bank card. This card was specially made for him by his mother to pay for college tuition. It only had ten yuan in it. When he thought about having three million in no time, his whole body felt light and his mind felt light.
A little dizzy too!
It didn't take long for the middle-aged woman to laugh out loud and say: "Okay, the money has been transferred. Zhang Heng, please check whether it has arrived in the account."
"How to check?" Zhang Heng asked doubtfully, he really didn't know this.
Although Luo Jiying was surprised, she immediately explained how to call to check the balance. After a while, Zhang Heng heard N zeros read out in the language broadcast. Yes, it started with three, and the ten yuan at the end seemed more harsh. He was overjoyed
He said: "Here we go, the money has arrived." He quickly returned the phone to the female store manager.
Seeing this situation, everyone at the scene really believed that he was selling off his ancestral treasures. Think about it, a young man didn't even have a mobile phone and only had ten yuan in his bank card. This was so poor.
It’s a class!
The middle-aged man said happily: "Zhang Heng, now this tiger skin officially belongs to me."
"Yes, yes, the tiger skin already belongs to Uncle Li." Zhang Heng continued happily.
Immediately, the middle-aged couple happily folded the tiger and put it into the exquisite bag prepared by Luo Jiying. As for Zhang Heng's old travel bag, he couldn't get rid of it and couldn't give it away for free, but he still couldn't bear it.
As for this bag, I happily picked it up in my hand.
"Store manager, Mrs. Chen, Uncle Li, and this sister, I'll leave first. My mother is still waiting for me to go back for dinner." Zhang Heng was overjoyed and spoke fluently, but the title was still the same.
He seemed nondescript, but everyone at the scene didn't care and vaguely guessed his background.
The middle-aged man thought for a while, then took out a business card and said, "Little brother, this is my business card. If you have any trouble in the future, please call me. Uncle Li still has some respect outside."
The reason why he brought out the business card was because he really liked this tiger skin. It had been many years since he had seen something that made his heart beat, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed.
Zhang Heng took the business card and carefully put it into his bag, but he didn't understand what the middle-aged man said. He just nodded and expressed his thanks! Then he thanked him again and quickly walked away with his bag, although the money was now on the card.
Although he was still worried, he had heard from people who worked outside the village that there were many bad guys stealing money. Just last year, a working woman from the same village was robbed at the train station when she went home for the New Year and was forced to hold her at knifepoint.
Then I took out all the 20,000 yuan in the card, and almost walked back to the village in the end.
Zhang Heng didn't want to encounter this kind of thing, so he put his bank card in his pocket. If there wasn't a small bag in his underwear, he would have put it in his underwear and hidden it. He couldn't help but quicken his pace with the travel bag in his hand.
As soon as I got off the elevator, I rushed home quickly. The speed was faster than running three thousand meters at school...
Run, take a deep breath, run, take a deep breath...
Zhang Heng felt like he was almost flying, passing every bicycle and even many cars. He liked this feeling, running, running freely with money in his pocket...
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