1970s monkey race

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Chapter 123 The Sick Man of East Asia

When Li Zhenzhen walked out of the rest area, she saw a group of dark-skinned, short merchants surrounding Chang Qinglong and shouting something loudly.

These people were obviously Southeast Asians. Although they also spoke English, their accents were very heavy. Li Zhenzhen had to concentrate and listen carefully to barely distinguish them.

A man who was obviously the leader was angry at this time, jumping up and down and said: "Your price is too expensive! A small electric fan, the factory price is 200 Hong Kong dollars! You might as well go rob a bank! How can I sell it at such a price?"

Chang Qinglong moved away a little without leaving a trace, avoiding his spit, and then smiled and said: "Mr. Singh, this is a high-tech product we developed independently, and the price of 200 yuan is not expensive."

"Isn't this expensive?" Singh's eyes widened, he stretched out his hand angrily, and slapped the electric fan next to him.

Chang Qinglong frowned, and said calmly: "Mr. Singh, it's okay if you don't buy it, but please don't damage our electric fan."

As Chang Qinglong spoke, people around him looked at Singh with strange eyes, making him withdraw his hand in embarrassment. But his eyes were still on the electric fan. He said gloomily: "Then tell me, does the price of 200 yuan include the shipping cost?"

Although Chang Qinglong was impatient, he still said patiently with the attitude of "visitors are welcome": "Mr. Singh, 200 yuan is just the factory price, not including the shipping cost. We use the FOB shipping form, which is the offshore price."

"What?" Singh's eyes were as big as copper bells, looking like an angry black dog. He frowned and said: "You mean, if I buy your electric fan, then including the shipping cost, and the risks during transportation, I have to bear it myself?"

Chang Qinglong is not humble Not arrogant, smiled and said: "That's right, that's right."

"Shit, Shit!" Singh cursed, and said angrily: "This is really too expensive!"

Chang Qinglong's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Mr. Singh, even if the deal fails, we are still friends. We are all civilized people. There is no need to curse, don't you think? There are still many goods in the exhibition hall. I think you might as well go somewhere else."

Singer blew out his breath and rolled his eyes and said: "You are selling so expensive, what else should I buy? I won't buy it!"

He glared at Chang Qinglong fiercely, and then walked away with the people behind him, cursing.

Seeing that the group of people finally left, Chang Qinglong finally breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and saw Li Zhenzhen, and was suddenly at a loss.

He didn't know how much Li Zhenzhen had seen, and was worried that she would blame him for not doing his job well, so he quickly explained: "Boss, these Indians are arguing here, and I'm worried that they will affect other customers, so..."

Li Zhenzhen raised her hand and said: "Manager Chang, you don't need to explain, I just saw it. You did a good job. We don't want customers like this."

Chang Qinglong said a little embarrassedly: "Boss, don't blame me I'll be fine."

Li Zhenzhen said gently: "Manager Chang, although we are sellers, we also have dignity. There is no need to kneel down to sell things. Our electric fans are unique. It is their loss if they don't sell them."

Chang Qinglong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said respectfully: "I know, boss, then I will go to entertain the customers first."

"Well, you go and get busy." Li Zhenzhen nodded slightly and stopped looking at him.