"After Christmas, it's the Spring Festival, and spring will hit in less than February. This year's winter is more than half over. Do you still want to save these scarves until next year and sell them again?"
"this......"
"And as far as I know, white is probably the hardest color to sell, right? That's why you put it at the end. With such a snow-white color, if it's slightly tainted with a little black, you'll be spoiled for choice, isn't it?
What?"
"Well......"
"It's better to take advantage of the business opportunity that is still more than a month away, make some money, and have the funds circulate without having to worry about it falling into your own hands..."
"Such a good woolen scarf, even if I put it aside next year..."
"If it is really pure wool, it is very easy to get insect holes if it is not stored properly, and white is the most delicate color. It will turn yellow when exposed to moisture and sunlight. Can you guarantee that next year it will be as white as this year?"
"I..." the chubby shopkeeper stuttered, and was momentarily dizzy by Yesilo's logical questioning.
"If I were you, I would sell this white scarf for money!"
"But......"
"It's more cost-effective than smashing it into your hands and turning it into a ball of yellow and hard waste!"
"But I also spent a lot of money to get in..."
"How much do you want to buy?" He continued to be aggressive.
"One...one hundred and eighty..."
"This is two hundred, and the remaining twenty will be used as me to supplement your travel expenses..." Yesi Luo handed over the two pieces of Mao Zedong.
The shopkeeper happily took the money and handed the scarf over with a nod and bow, "Thank you, thank you, you gave me an extra twenty yuan as a tip, thank you very much..."
While Cheng Liuli was stunned, Yesuluo took the scarf, gently wrapped the scarf around their necks with his eyes, then put his arm around her waist, and the two meandered away.
Behind, the store owner is still waving his little hand, "Sir, come again next time, welcome to patronize again next time!"
Cheng Liuli was simply shocked, "When did you become so stingy?"
I don’t know what the mouth of Yesuluo is made of!
A scarf worth NT$380 was taken for a mere NT$200. He must have used all his negotiation skills in global cross-border business, right? Just for a scarf worth NT$300 or NT$400!
A scarf made of this kind of wool was worn by a classmate before, and it cost more than 300 yuan.
I still don’t know what kind of expression this store owner, who was so confused by being deceived, would have when he reacted.
"How can this be called stingy? When you go shopping, of course you have to bargain for something, otherwise what fun is there in shopping?" Yesi Luo threw a corner of the scarf over his shoulder coolly, "Hey, do you think we are wearing this?
Does the scarf look good?”
While asking, he pulled Cheng Liuli to a stop and stood in front of the glass window of the store window to shine a light.
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Cheng Liuli frowned, and his left hand was held by Yesilo and placed in the pocket of his windbreaker. It felt warm. His right hand was also very warm when he put his right hand in the pocket at the end of the scarf - this kind of couple's scarf has one on each end.
The designer of the hand pocket, which is easy to put in, is very ingenious.
The two people in the mirror, the man is tall and handsome, the woman is delicate and charming, especially Yesi Luo——
She stared at him in the mirror. Today he was wearing a beige windbreaker of the same color as hers, light brown slim-fitting trousers, and such a snow-white soft scarf, which complemented his outstanding and handsome appearance.
, it’s really like the male protagonist who came from the snowy sky of Korean dramas.