I have already seen their attitude. Even if I go to talk to him, I can only add a few thousand yuan to the total price, and the difference is still very big.
No matter how you calculate it, this trip is all lost.
That’s why I say that tomb robbing is risky and you need to be cautious when entering the industry.
What a shame.
Not wanting to hang myself from a tree, I took the risk and asked the other two stall owners. They all gave similar prices, and none of them cost more than a thousand yuan per unit.
Let alone making money now, we can only maintain capital if the unit price of pottery exceeds 2,000.
"Ya Zai, don't talk nonsense when you get back. Just say that we are discussing the price of the things. Don't say anything else. Do you understand? I'm afraid it will affect everyone's enthusiasm."
"I know Fengzi, don't worry."
.......
On the way back by taxi, I took out the small piece of paper in my trouser pocket and looked at it a few times, falling into deep thought.
....
"came back!"
"How is it? How much is it?"
Xiaoxuan asked excitedly after returning to the hotel.
Douyazai said loudly: "We are negotiating the price with the bosses. A pottery man costs 500 yuan."
"Ah! How could it be!"
Xiaoxuan was surprised and said: "Why is it only 500 yuan each?"
Xiaomi on the side also heard the price and was equally disappointed.
I gave Dou Sprout a hard look.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. There are thousands of them each. Two families are vying for them. We are in talks and we don't know who to sell them to yet. The one with the highest price will definitely get it."
I really want to kick Bean Sprouts to death.
He promised not to say anything before he came back, but he just said it when he came back.
This is my first job as a leader, and I don’t want to disappoint those who are following me.
In fact, I have already planned it. If I pay, I will pay. The morale of the team cannot be reduced.
If you can't, you can put in 200,000 yuan yourself, and each person will get 50,000 yuan.
After all, I took such a big risk and worked hard for two nights without even earning a single penny.
If I prevent them from making money, who will work with me in the future?
In hindsight, Lao Pi is the biggest winner.
Looking at the little pottery figures standing on the floor of the hotel, I sighed helplessly, thinking how great it would be if these were little golden figures.
I took out my cell phone and made a call.
"Hey, Lao Pi, have you had lunch?"
"Hehe, Mr. Xiang, hehe, congratulations on getting rich, what are you doing to me? It's impossible to get your money back."
I laughed on the phone and said: "What the hell, I don't understand the rules? It's normal to lose money or make money in this job. I'm not talking to you about this. I want to ask you about someone. Xi'an poet Qin Huaihu, do you know this person?"
Never heard of it.”
"Xi'an poet..."
"I think I heard a good friend of mine say that he writes letters for people in the market. He usually works as a volunteer at the Second Welfare Institute. I don't know about the others. I have never come into contact with this person."
After hanging up the phone, I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples, feeling a little tired.
At this moment, I suddenly felt a wave of relief on my shoulders.
Xiaomi smiled behind me and said: "Brother Feng, I see you haven't eaten on time these days. You must be tired. I'll give you a massage. I've learned this from others before."
I wanted to refuse, but it was really comfortable and my shoulders were no longer sore instantly.
"Bang bang bang!"
I was enjoying Xiaomi's massage with my eyes closed, when suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Who is it?" My nerves tensed up instantly.
"I, the innkeeper, excuse me."
"A police officer is here to check your ID card. Please cooperate."
I heard someone say a routine inspection outside the door to check my ID card.
Xiaomi and I turned pale.
Why?
Because now there are dozens of pottery figures standing on the floor of the living room, many of which are still covered in dirt.
