MMB Chapter 22 He gave too much
Chapter 22 He gave too much
Hangzhou, Gongshu District, No. 589 Shixiang Road, Hangzhou Auto City.
Second-hand area in the backyard.
"Hey bro, all the used cars are here. See if you can find what you're looking for here. If you can't find it here, you probably won't find it anywhere else either."
A middle-aged, lean man pushed up his glasses and said in a very confident tone.
His words were not unfounded; in Hangzhou alone, it's practically impossible to find a place with more used cars than here.
Gu Bai nodded, agreeing with the other person's opinion, and began to look around.
There are many cars here, and they are basically arranged according to category. My gaze swept over the area where new energy vehicles were displayed and landed on the gasoline vehicles on the other side. The first car that caught my eye was a Cadillac CT5.
Upon seeing Gu Bai looking at the car, the boss cheerfully approached Gu Bai and began to introduce it.
"This car is a 22 CT5 with around 16 kilometers on the odometer. It has no major repair records to date, and the previous owner was a young and beautiful woman—a true gem, a one-owner car owned by a beautiful woman!"
Beautiful women, exquisite?
Is it still a one-owner car?
If Gu Bai really believed what the other party said, then he would be a fool.
The used car industry is notoriously murky; it would be a miracle if you trusted him.
Besides, what young and beautiful girl drives a Cadillac?
Isn't this thing only for men who like to wash their feet?
This car might even come with multiple spirit rings...
Seeing the disbelieving look on Gu Bai's face, the middle-aged boss touched his nose, looking embarrassed, and realized that the young man in front of him was not easy to fool.
Ignoring the other person, Gu Bai strolled leisurely into the depths of the parking lot.
The further you go in, the older the cars become.
The more the middle-aged man followed Gu Bai inside, the heavier his heart became.
Because the profit margin for cars inside is much lower than that for those displayed outside.
Although most of the cars here have been unsold for quite some time, if Gu Bai really takes a liking to them, it can make up for some of his losses, but that loss is nothing compared to selling those luxury cars.
Gu Bai walked further in, but he still couldn't find the car he wanted.
The further I went in, the more disheartened I became. Was I supposed to go to the secondhand market in Guangdong Province to look for something?
"Perhaps this really is the only way..."
After all, that car was quite well-known in Guangdong Province back then, and it was even nicknamed "Chen Haonan's Mobile Office".
If he can't find it in Hangzhou, then he'll have to go back to Guangdong Province.
Just as Gu Bai was thinking this, the road in front of him was about to end. As he was about to turn around and walk out, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a car in the corner of the parking lot out of the corner of his eye.
It was a boxy, slightly narrow bread truck.
The moment he saw it, Gu Bai's body trembled, and the dejection that had been weighing on his heart vanished instantly.
"Boss, how much for this car?"
Gu Bai quickly stepped forward and came to the bread cart. He gently stroked the old-fashioned front of the bread cart. Although it was slightly rough to the touch, it did not diminish Gu Bai's fondness for it.
What kind of car is it and how much does it cost?
The middle-aged man, who had turned around before Gu Bai did, was slightly taken aback.
He remembered that there were no more cars ahead, so why was the other person asking him that question?
Out of curiosity, he turned around and his gaze followed Gu Bai's figure to the Jinbei van that had been gathering dust in the corner for who knows how many years.
"You mean this bread truck?"
When the boss saw that Gu Bai wanted this car, he was completely stunned.
This car is not strictly a used car here. He bought it when he went south to work, back in the early 2000s.
Of course, when he bought this car, it wasn't a new car, but a used one. After all, at that time, a working-class person like him couldn't afford to buy a brand-new Jinbei bread.
If he were to buy a brand new one, how many thread scraps would he have to cut at the textile factories in the South China Sea to afford it?
"Yes, I really like this car. Boss, name your price..."
Gu Bai nodded, giving the boss a confirmation.
Gu Bai didn't even bother to hide his love for the bread truck.
"Brother, this car isn't for sale."
The boss, who had always wanted to make money off Gu Bai, suddenly shook his head and refused.
Why?
Gu Bai paused, stroking the front of the car, and looked at the other person with some surprise.
Based on the other person's behavior along the way, they should be a money-loving person. Why would such a person refuse to spend money to buy a car that is almost a wreck?
"I bought this car with money I saved up over a long period of time when I went south to work. It can be said to be the car that made my fortune. I can't bear to sell such a car."
As the middle-aged man spoke, he mimicked Gu Bai's actions, touching the front of the car with his hand.
Most importantly, this car would only sell for three or four thousand yuan. Although he really loves money, he doesn't care about a few dollars.
"What are you talking about? There's no such thing as liking or disliking. The reason you're not agreeing is simply because you think the price I offered wasn't high enough." Gu Bai withdrew his hand from the car, stroked his chin, and then held up five fingers.
"Okay, boss, if you sell me this car, I can offer this price, and it's definitely enough for you to part with it..."
"Five thousand? Brother, although I like money, this car is only worth a little over three thousand, but I really don't need that much..."
The middle-aged man shook his head, chuckled, and didn't take Gu Bai's words to heart at all.
What can you do with just five thousand yuan?
That's enough to find two female college students born after 05 to relax with.
"I'm talking about 5. That's really not a low price. If you're not willing to part with it, I won't force you, brother. I reckon if I put it up for that price, a lot of people would be willing to help me find a similar one..."
Gu Bai shrugged and said in a tone that suggested he had a narrow-minded view.
Of course, he wasn't joking.
He was willing to pay a premium for the car to complete the task faster, but he would never go any higher. He believed that once he released the news, a group of people would come knocking on his door in a couple of days at most, driving old Jinbei vans that they had somehow acquired.
After hearing Gu Bai's words, the boss's indifferent expression froze on his face, and he fell into deep thought.
He is an adult, and more importantly, a businessman. As a businessman, many things are actually tradable. The reason he rejected Gu Bai was because he thought Gu Bai would only spend a few thousand yuan. He could not care about a few thousand yuan, but Gu Bai said fifty thousand.
The other party gave way too much.
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