How did Wang Kunpeng dare to say this? The key is that his boss was not angry and did not hang up directly.
Instead, I called to ask about the situation, which showed that I still wanted to buy it.
He couldn't calm down at all.
After a while, the hotel owner hung up the phone and received a transfer.
Then he dialed Wang Kunpeng's number, and Wang Kunpeng was waiting anxiously.
It wasn't until the phone rang that he took a deep breath and answered the call.
"You are lucky. My employer has agreed. You can send the goods to Dezhuang Hotel now and we will trade there."
Wang Kunpeng clenched his fists excitedly, but did not let his voice sound excited: "Okay, see you later!"
After hanging up the phone, he was so happy that he beat his chest and said, "yes. yes!"
This was the first pot of gold he hit in his life.
Although 300,000 yuan is not a lot of money, it is a huge sum of money for him who has been cut off from his father's living expenses.
And with this money, he can prove to his father that Brother Li is not a charlatan.
Then he gave him some advice and made him earn 300,000 yuan.
Compared with the 280,000 yuan discounted by selling the car to him, he still made 20,000 yuan more.
And as long as he has a good relationship with Brother Li, he believes there will be many opportunities to make money in the future!
But he didn't expect that the other party would agree so readily. He should have ordered more.
But he doesn't like to go back on his word, and he will do whatever he says.
If he temporarily increases the price and people don't buy it, then he won't lose more than he gains.
"Go to Dezhuang Hotel!" Wang Kunpeng said to the driver.
Zhao Liang watched several people leave, and he was stunned on the spot.
Just now Wang Kunpeng said that he wanted to make money from seafood, but he also said that he wouldn't make much money and might not even be able to sell it.
Who knew that within an hour, he not only sold it, but also bought it for a sky-high price of 340,000 yuan.
How on earth does he know that his seafood can be sold at a high price?
Thinking of this, he immediately called Wang Kunpeng: "You can do it, kid. You sold 390,000 pieces of seafood for 340,000 yuan, making a full profit of 300,000 yuan."
"Hey, if I don't make money, I won't buy seafood.
But I have to thank you for this. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to buy so much seafood at once.
I will get the money soon and I will give you a reward." Wang Kunpeng is not the kind of person who burns bridges by crossing rivers. Although he likes to eat, drink and have fun, he is also a loyal person.
Zhao Liang immediately said: "It's your ability to sell at high prices, so paying me a reward would be too outrageous.
But I'm curious, how do you know that someone will buy your seafood at a high price?"
"That's because I have an expert's advice. He asked me to buy a batch of seafood in advance, and then wait for others to come to me and sell it at a high price." Wang Kunpeng saw that it had been sold, so there was no need to hide it.
Covered up.
Now Zhao Liang finally understood what he meant when he called Wang Kunpeng just now and what he said, "It's so damn accurate!"
He couldn't help showing a surprised expression: "There are still such awesome people in this world!"
"My brother Li has great intuition. I'll introduce you to him if I have the opportunity!"
"Really? That's great!" Zhao Liang said excitedly.
Although his family is not considered rich, it is still considered a well-off family.
But he doesn't want to be like his parents, guarding a fish wholesale store for the rest of his life.
If given the chance, he still wants to rely on his own efforts to plan his life and make more money.
When we arrived at Dezhuang Hotel, the hotel owner had already arrived.
They were waiting outside the store, waiting for Wang Kunpeng.
When Wang Kunpeng saw the person, he asked the driver to stop, and then jumped out of the passenger seat.
"Are you the hotel owner?" he asked, looking at the person standing in the middle of the group.
The hotel owner nodded: "We want to buy fresh seafood, can you inspect the goods first?"
"The goods are in the trunk. No matter how you check, they are still alive." Wang Kunpeng pointed to the trunk.
The hotel owner asked the chef to take a look, and he looked at Wang Kunpeng and said with a smile: "Young man, you are very good at business. When you know that we need these seafood, you will open your mouth."
"I'm not happy when you say that. I originally planned to give this seafood to my dad for his birthday.
In order to sell it to you, my dad’s place can’t even eat such fresh seafood.
Besides, I said from the beginning that the price is clearly marked and if you can accept it, buy it. How can I be considered a lion?" Wang Kunpeng pretended to be displeased.
The hotel owner was afraid that Wang Kunpeng would regret not selling it to him, so he immediately laughed and said: "Don't be angry, I was just joking.
At the same time, I envy you for your good luck. You can earn three hundred thousand yuan in one fell swoop. Our hotel only earns one million yuan in revenue a year."
"You must be lucky. If you had called me later, they might have been steamed in the pot, and you wouldn't be able to make the difference," Wang Kunpeng replied.
"Yes, yes, thank you for being willing to sell this batch of seafood to us." The hotel owner nodded repeatedly.
He has never been so speechless in his life.
Even if you pay ten times the price for something, you still have to thank the other person. If you tell me that you don’t know, you think he made a profit!
The head chef on the other side carefully inspected them: "Boss, these seafood are still alive, and the weight has reached our standards!"
"Okay, let's ask all the people in the kitchen to come over and help move the things over." After the hotel owner said that, he transferred the money for the seafood to Wang Kunpeng by transfer.
After Wang Kunpeng received the money, he gave the driver a hard-earned fee, and then he couldn't wait to call Li Yiyang.
"Brother Li, you are so amazing. How much money do you think I made?"
At the moment, Li Yiyang is reading Ke Yi's book with Wen Xiaohui, fearing that it will be boring for her to read it alone.
Listening to Wang Kunpeng's excited voice, you can tell that he has made a lot of money.
He remembered that in his previous life, he sold it to the person at Dezhuang Hotel and made 200,000 yuan.
How could a rich second generation like Wang Kunpeng ask a higher price than him? He immediately said: "Three hundred thousand?"
He was really just guessing. Who knew he was really wrong? Wang Kunpeng's extremely surprised voice came over the phone instantly: "Brother Li, I seriously doubt that you are not a human being, but a god!"
It seemed that he had guessed correctly. Li Yiyang chuckled and said, "You have watched too many fairy tales. How can gods come from this world?"
But I still have to congratulate you, at least in the next few months, you don’t have to worry about running out of money."
"You have to thank Brother Li. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to make this money. From now on, Brother Li will be the god in my heart." Wang Kunpeng said flatteringly.
"You don't have a proper appearance. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll hang up. I'm still busy!" Li Yiyang said with a smile.
"Okay, Brother Li, you are busy first. I will treat you to dinner in a few days!" Wang Kunpeng waited patiently for Li Yiyang to hang up, and then put away the phone.
Wen Xiaohui on the side listened to Li Yiyang's call and asked curiously: "Did Wang Kunpeng really make money?"
"Well, I don't make much, just three hundred thousand!" Li Yiyang nodded.
His answer made Wen Xiaohui take a breath. Three hundred thousand is not much.
Last month, their milk tea shop only had a net income of around 70,000 yuan.