Super Car Sales System

Chapter 504 Mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are

Chapter 524: No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat

The crowd surrounded the Porsche 99X Electric and the Lamborghini Urus, discussing and comparing the two cars excitedly.

When the people on the four cars got off, the onlookers discovered that it was Zhonglu Yazhi who had come in person. The crowd finally boiled over, and the atmosphere of the scene reached its peak.

The crowd's admiration for Zhonglu Yazhi was obviously higher than their enthusiasm for the two cars. Many people even raised their arms high and shouted Zhonglu Yazhi's name and rushed forward, almost ignoring the existence of Fang Yuan and Sun Yanming, and squeezed the two of them by the way. out.

After Fang Yuan came out, he immediately supported the staggering Sun Yanming, worried that his arms and legs would be damaged.

Sun Yanming was almost suffocated, he covered his chest and blushed, glanced at the lively crowd and complained, "Are these little devils crazy?"

"Chasing the stars." But Fang Yuan thought of Zhonglu Yazhi's miraculous driving skills, as well as his treasure-like garage, and the legendary magical modification skills, and felt that it should be taken for granted.

"Hey, Brother Liu, what's wrong with you?" Fang Yuan supported Sun Yanming, turned his face and saw Liu Chengwen leaning on the Cayman door, looking directly at the crazy crowd with a depressed face.

Liu Chengwen was even worse than Fang Yuan. Not only did he become transparent, even his car was ignored by the crowd, and there was no ghost around him.
"Anyway, it's a car worth 80 million yuan. Why doesn't anyone take a look at it?" Liu Chengwen murmured in his heart. Seeing Lu Yazhi and Alicia in the crowd stealing the limelight like stars holding the moon, he felt sour. .

"Depressed?" Fang Yuan was afraid that Sun Yanming would be accidentally injured by the crowd, and after helping him away from the danger, Fang Yuan began to tease Liu Chengwen.

In fact, Fang Yuan had already seen that Liu Chengwen was no longer as lively as before, and his eyes were full of envy and jealousy towards Zhonglu Yazhi, so he deliberately asked him to tease him.

"Hey, I can't compete with technology, I can't compare with cars, I can compare with strength..." Liu Chengwen remembered that the supercar collected by Zhonglu Yazhi was worth at least 50 billion Huaxia coins, and he became even more speechless. Finally, he lowered his head in frustration and let out a long sigh. "It's worse than strength."

"Hahaha, what are you thinking about?" Sun Yanming patted Liu Chengwen on the shoulder, and comforted him with a smile, "The rich are chic, the poor are poor, what are you thinking about and working so hard for? Together with Fang Yuan Take a look at the car, it's not a waste of time."

"Let's go and have a look." As expected of a cunning and cunning, Sun Yanming broke Liu Chengwen's heart with a single sentence. He was still full of depression just now, but he gradually recovered from his disappointment, turned around and dragged Fang Yuan to look at the car.

"Okay." Fang Yuan also wanted to take advantage of the fact that everyone was attracted by Zhonglu Yazhi, and no one in the huge square took a closer look at all the cars.

There are many types of cars in the square, with almost different heights, low, fat and thin, but they are all placed very neatly, all parked neatly inside the white lines, and there are no random parking. It seems that the whole square is very neat and uniform, similar to Japan People's tempers are exactly the same.

Liu Chengwen and Sun Yanming, Fang Yuan's reactions were similar. After seeing so many classics, the explosive models were equally calm and not too excited. I am afraid that after visiting Zhonglu Yazhi's collection, his vision was much higher. These models are nothing more than that.

Wandering around in the sea of ​​cars, Fang Yuan discovered several problems, that is, 90.00% of the cars in front of him have been refitted, and very few remain in the original state.

Fang Yuan knows that Japanese, American, German and other models have their own modification characteristics. The Japanese car modification provided by the car dealer system is to add a small surround, change the ring, and replace the large-caliber exhaust with a single side and a single outlet. Lower the body again.

But at the scene, Fang Yuan felt that his level might be too low, and the information provided by the car dealer system was not complete.

Because Fang Yuan not only saw this simple modification style, but also a lot of exaggerated styles.

For example, the 911 in front of it has a huge, um, yes, it is huge, so big that it is already very exaggerated, and it is completely out of proportion to the body.

This is like Lin Daiyu, a sickly beauty, whose body is thin, but has a Kardashian's buttocks. Fang Yuan can't appreciate this kind of deformed and sickly beauty, and the more she looks at it, the more awkward she becomes.

There is also a Fit, the surround has been changed, the rear row has been thickened, the body has been lowered to a height that is almost close to the ground, and countless small lights have been installed on the front lip, skirt, etc. Like entering a nightclub, Fang Yuan was very suspicious of the car owner's aesthetics.

Fang Yuan looked unhappy, but Liu Chengwen felt that the modification was very cool and handsome, so he took out his phone excitedly and took countless group photos.

Fang Yuan looked at Liu Chengwen who was busy taking selfies with contempt, the corners of his mouth twitched, he couldn't complain: "Brother Liu, your performance now reminds me of a sentence..."

Liu Chengwen stopped taking selfies and asked curiously, "Handsome or suave?"

"Handsome or suave? You are so shameless." Sun Yanming resisted the urge to smack Liu Chengwen, "You are Zhu Bajie playing old vulture, you have a unique taste."

"You say I'm Zhu Bajie?" Liu Chengwen clenched his hands into chicken paws, and smiled and wanted to come up to tickle Fang Yuan, but was blocked by Sun Yanming, who was protecting the calf.

But Sun Yanming said something fair: "It's normal for individuals to have different hobbies and appreciation angles."

Sun Yanming stood between the two to prevent them from being ashamed in front of foreigners. Fang Yuan respected him as an elder and stopped immediately. Liu Chengwen was frightened by Sun Yanming's status as the regional manager and did not dare not give him face, so he also stood with a smile on his face. in place.

Fang Yuan is a bit of a donkey, but he doesn't like the exaggerated shape. The red first-generation Mazda MX-5 beside him has also been modified, but it only adds a small surround, changed the rear row, and lowered the body. With its sleek lines, compact body, and open-top design, it shows a cute Q-bomb side everywhere. The moment the flip light is turned on, the sense of ceremony is overwhelming, and the stupid and cute Fang Yuanxin is melted.

Fang Yuan thinks that this kind of minor modification is just right, and it looks very comfortable. This is the icing on the cake, and this is the eternal classic.

Just as Fang Yuan wanted to use his second-hand car expert sales skills to examine the first-generation Mazda MX-5 carefully, Sun Yanming next to him suddenly pointed out something that Fang Yuan hadn't noticed: "Don't worry about the Japanese modification style. , You can see that their cars are in very good condition."

"Huh?" Fang Yuan has been paying attention to the modification, and Sun Yanming observes from a tricky angle. After his reminder, Fang Yuan looked at the paint and interior of several cars one after another, and even opened two cars casually while no one was around. cover.

As Sun Yanming said, whether it is a classic model or a cheap model, it is almost spotless from the outside to the inside, and looks very comfortable.

"From the results of on-site observation, the cleanliness of the paint surface and interior is very important to the sales of used cars. Only by learning more advanced scientific concepts can the company's performance be improved. I am going to make a report and suggest that no matter what price For second-hand cars, it's best to get them cleaned." Sun Yanming said seriously, but secretly gave Fang Yuan a wink.

"Do all second-hand cars of any price have fine cleaning? Are you afraid of losing money?" Hearing Sun Yanming's words, Liu Chengwen said it was unrealistic.

Sun Yanming knew that it was unrealistic. It would be nice to be able to send all the cars worth [-] to [-] yuan to be cleaned, but only by asking for a lot of money can the head office not pay back the money on the spot.

Sun Yanming ignored Liu Chengwen's protest, and Fang Yuan ignored him, because Fang Yuan understood Sun Yanming's subtext.

To maintain the condition of a used car, at least a fine cleaning is necessary, right?
Fang Yuan, a Zhenghong car dealership, is in charge of the house, and his immediate boss is the regional manager, and the relationship with the regional manager is also good.

Fang Yuan has his own auto repair shop, a group of small workers, and a fully automatic car washing machine. No one else would even think about this piece of fat.

In fact, Fang Yuan is not that greedy, not to mention that all the cars of Zhenghong Motors have a big health care, even half of them can make him happy.

Also, the profit of fine cleaning is not as high as that of car modification and car condition appraisal, but mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are.

Fang Yuan was able to succeed like this, Sun Yanming knew that he understood what he meant: "You write this report."

"I write?" Fang Yuan pointed at his nose, his eyes widened and he was dumbfounded.

"Of course you wrote it." Sun Yanming smiled at Fang Yuan equally happily, "I am old and dim-sighted, you have the heart to make me work overtime and stay up late to write the report?"

"This..." Sun Yanming's reason was too strong, and Fang Yuan couldn't find a reason to object.

Just as Fang Yuan was thinking about how to write this report, Alicia squeezed out from the crowd, waved and shouted at the three of them from a long distance away: "Fang Yuan, Liu Chengwen, Lao Sun, I have good news for you."

"What good news?" Fang Yuan and the other three asked in confusion.

"We're going to have a competition first, and then go on a night tour together."

(End of this chapter)