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After a while, a prototype began to take shape.

After about half an hour, the bunk bed was basically installed.

Now you just need to install the storage boxes one by one.

"Yoshi yoshi..."

Jiro Yamamoto's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but move closer to Liu Hongyi.

"Liu-san, what's the price for this bed?"

Liu Hongyi glanced at him and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yamamoto, this is a commercial secret... This bed is a sample we made for Professor Li's trading company in Lion City. We need to discuss the specific price with Professor Li."

But he spoke Mandarin.

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"Nani?"

"Liu Sang, we are the partners..."

Jiro Yamamoto immediately became anxious and angry.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yamamoto. You have very strict requirements for product quality. This sample is still in the trial production stage. I'm worried..."

Liu Hongyi said with pretended hesitation.

"No, no, no, Mr. Liu, you misunderstood. When it comes to business, everything can be negotiated..."

"I am sincere in cooperating with you..."

"Liu Sang, please don't misunderstand..."

Director Yang quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he would laugh accidentally.

Principal Tai rushed to the carpentry workshop in person.

He was the reinforcement Zhao Yuanfang brought in.

Zhao Yuanfang didn't dare to report such an important matter over the phone, so he went straight to the principal's office.

These days, when you encounter a difficult problem that you cannot solve, it is natural to report to your superiors and ask for help.

Principal Tai has a lot of reputation. If he comes in person to "negotiate", this little notebook should be more "restrained", right?

Zhao Yuanfang's goal wasn't to completely waive the 20% deduction; if he could negotiate a reduction to 10%, that would be a victory, recouping the 40,000 yuan loss.

After hearing this, Principal Tai became very anxious and rushed over in person.

As soon as he arrived at the carpentry workshop, he saw that little guy, Yamamoto Jiro, holding Liu Hongyi's hands tightly with both hands, and hurriedly "begging" with his mouth: "Mr. Liu, I take back what I said just now... I will buy this batch of sofas at the original price... I can be the agent for this bunk bed... The price is negotiable..."

Liu Hongyi looked embarrassed. "Mr. Yamamoto, since you're so sincere, then you can be the sales agent for this bunk bed in your country. As for the price, since we're old friends, it's hard for me to name a price. What's your ideal price, Mr. Yamamoto?"

It was still spoken in Mandarin, and translated by the accompanying staff.

In front of so many people, especially Fan Bin and the other guys, Liu Hongyi was very cautious and didn't want to leave any handle for others.

Otherwise, they would not understand and would suspect that Liu Hongyi deliberately "colluded" with Ben to set an unreasonable price that harmed national interests.

As long as it is related to foreign trade, you should be careful no matter what.

Jiro Yamamoto was overjoyed. Looking at Liu Hongyi's "sincere" face, he tentatively stretched out four fingers.

"Forty thousand yen..."

The technician from the Red Star Furniture Factory quickly covered his mouth with his eyes wide open.

Forty thousand yen is 310 yuan.

Although he had not calculated the cost price of this children's bunk bed carefully, it was at most about 60 yuan, less than 70 yuan.

Three hundred percent profit.

Is Xiaobenzi so rich?

You should know that the carefully crafted carved retro beds made by their Red Star Factory are made of much better materials and labor than these "crudely made" bunk beds. The cost is almost twice as much, and the export price is only about 300 yuan in RMB, so they only make a few dozen yuan per bed.

Of course, the price of that kind of big bed abroad is outrageous, more than ten times the price, but this is not something the technicians can know.

Liu Hongyi's face darkened slightly, and he said unhappily, "Mr. Yamamoto, I consider you a friend..."

You just want to trick me!

Yamamoto Jiro quickly changed his words: "Liu-san, 45,000 yen..."

As a veteran furniture dealer, Jiro Yamamoto knew very well that this kind of children's bunk bed with exquisite design and perfect use of space would have a retail price of at least 150,000 yen in Japan.