Chapter 9 Strange Goods Can Be Sold
"Master Meng, what price do you think we should set for this wine at our hotel?" Qin Fang was concerned about the Zhuangyuan Pavilion, so she first thought of how to price the hundred-year-old Chenyao and then use this wine to bring greater benefits and reputation to the hotel.
"What price do you want to set?" Meng Jiu didn't answer, but instead looked at Qin Fang and asked back.
"How about ten thousand?"
"Ten thousand?" Meng Jiu looked at Qin Fang with some astonishment, his eyes filled with incomprehension.
"Is 8,000 lines okay?" Qin Fang was made to feel a bit embarrassed by Meng Jiu's gaze, pursed her lips and tentatively reduced it by 2,000.
"Xiao Fang, what have you done with this wine? How can it be priced at 8,000?" Meng Jiu was extremely agitated, the few strands of whiskers on his upper lip were all standing up.
On the side, Chu Feng's heart also tightened with Meng Jiu's words. Eight thousand wouldn't do, and if he pressed down further, his own selling price of five thousand one hundred wouldn't...
His heart couldn't help but feel apprehensive at this thought.
"Five thousand!" Qin Fang clenched her teeth and directly lowered the price to what she had given Chu Feng.
"Xiao Fang, you...you've really disappointed me!" Meng Jiu suddenly burst out, startling both Chu Feng and Qin Fang beside him.
This old man is really too explosive!
But Chu Feng's heart also sank to the bottom of the valley with Meng Jiu's explosion, damn it, I just rented a villa, don't let me be disappointed for nothing!
Qin Fang finally steeled herself and looked at Meng Jiu, asking slowly: "Meng BoBo, then you tell me, how much money is suitable for this wine?"
Meng wine did not speak, but stretched out three fingers and shook them in front of Qin Fang and Chu Feng.
Chu Feng couldn't help but let out a sigh, "Good grief! This old man is really too ruthless!" He must be taking revenge for the earlier incident where he was offended. To think that he only offered three thousand yuan, which means selling it for five thousand yuan per catty is now completely impossible?
"Three thousand?" Qin Fang's face also turned somewhat unpleasant, she had thought that she could utilize this hundred-year-old wine to take the Zhuangyuan Pavilion to a higher level, but the price of three thousand was fundamentally unable to highlight the special nature of this wine, and even less able to use it to raise the reputation of the Zhuangyuan Pavilion.
But she was clear that Mengjiu's experience and vision, since he gave out this price, he must have his reason, and the suggestion he gave out, it must be after careful consideration.
By the side, Meng wine saw Qin Fang's reaction, and a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes. He gently shook his head: "Xiao Fang, you still have a long way to go in managing the hotel, you're still too tender, your heart is still too soft."
He let out a soft sigh, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "A hundred-year-old wine like this, even if you searched the whole country, how many could you find? You've set the price so low, how can that be okay? I'm holding up three fingers, meaning at least 30,000!"
"Ah..."
Chu Feng and Qin Fang exclaimed in shock together, this...this is also too unexpected, right?
But Chu Feng secretly let out a breath of relief and covertly gave Meng Wu a thumbs up, this guy is indeed a high-level expert!
Qin Fang, who was taken aback at first, quickly regained her composure. Her pretty face flushed red as she bowed deeply to Meng Jiu and said respectfully, "Thank you for the lesson, Uncle Meng! I, Xiaofang, have learned from it!"
"Hmm, you can understand the reasoning so quickly, I'm delighted. You know, as big as your heart is, your world will be just as big. Only by opening up your mind can your vision become broader." Meng Jiu saw that Qin Fang had grasped his painstaking efforts and his mood also improved, playfully looking at Qin Fang, smiling and asking: "Now, what do you think this wine should be priced at?"
"Fifty thousand!" Qin Fang directly stretched out her slender fingers, with a slightly raised corner of her mouth, revealing a hint of determination and confidence.
Then Qin Fang quietly approached Meng Jiu and also stretched out a finger: "One or two!"
"A child can be taught! A child can be taught!" Meng Jiu suddenly burst out laughing and turned to leave, leaving Chu Feng bewildered.
She was even more shocked in her heart. She had only paid 5,000 yuan per catty, but it was resold for 50,000 yuan per catty. The difference was really too big.
Scoundrel businessman, indeed a scoundrel businessman!
It's just as well that he didn't hear the last two words Qin Fang said. If he knew that Qin Fang had said 50,000 taels of silver, who knows what would happen next?
But even so, Chu Feng still looked at Qin Fang with a puzzled expression, revealing a hint of confusion.
Qin Fang smiled and explained patiently: "Even if there are a hundred years of Chen Nian in the world, how many are there? And are they publicly sold? Since it's just our family, no matter how high the price is set, someone will still drink it. The higher the price, the higher the level of people who come to drink. Catching these people is the image and positioning of our big hotel, as well as the key to taking our hotel to a higher level."
Once Qin Fang understood the key, he spoke with a smile: "But if we position it too low, everyone who comes will be able to drink it, although it seems glorious. Think about it, our hundred-year-old wine is not abundant, and at a low price, people can afford to drink it even if they grit their teeth. This way, you want it, I want it, he wants it, and this hundred-year-old wine will be gone in no time. By then, our Shuangyuan Pavilion will still be the same, with no change."
Chu Feng finally understood and said with a thoughtful expression: "Manager Qin is saying that strange goods can be valuable!"
"That's right, it's a rare treasure! Qin Fang's eyes lit up and she repeated softly: "You know that this hundred-year-old wine will eventually be drunk, but how to use this hundred-year-old wine to develop our big hotel is the most important thing."
Chu Feng heard her say that and couldn't help but glance at her, secretly cursing in his heart: "Finish drinking? I'll create more after you finish."
But this was just said in his heart, he didn't dare say it out loud, after all, the sheep is clean and the jade is clean, that's his own secret.
Qin Fang was still lost in her own imagination, and after a long time, she suddenly turned her head to look at Chu Feng, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes: "Actually, I really want to know, how many hundred-year-old wines do you have?"
Chu Feng smiled mysteriously and dodged the question: "Don't ask how much, you just need to know that I can provide you with ten kilograms a day."
"Hmph! If you don't want to say it, then don't. I'm not even interested in knowing anyway." Chu Feng's refusal made Qin Fang feel a thread of anger and embarrassment, and her absolutely beautiful face also flushed with a tempting red glow.
The look of being so carefree and at ease was actually enough to make Chu Feng's heart skip a beat, this...this is just too beautiful.
Qin Fang also sensed that his tone just now was not quite right, which sounded more like a lover's quarrel than what a manager would say to his subordinate.
Her face suddenly turned bright red, and when she saw Chu Feng still staring at her with a lecherous gaze, she immediately scolded: "Have you had enough of looking?"
"Cough..." Chu Feng was suddenly asked by Qin Fang, and his heart was filled with sweat, secretly thinking that he was ashamed, how could he have forgotten the first rule of the Color Wolf Guard?
"Haha!" Qin Fang couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw Chu Feng's embarrassed expression.
That smile is like a snow-capped mountain, and that single blooming snow lotus has melted everyone's heart.
Chu Feng had never seen Qin Fang look like this before. He was taken aback for a moment, then muttered: "Beautiful, truly too beautiful!"
There isn't a girl who doesn't love beauty, and Qin Fang is no exception. Although the annoyance in her heart hasn't completely dissipated, when she heard Chu Feng's infatuated praise, she couldn't help but feel some delight.
However, this joy was short-lived. She took a deep breath, suppressed her turbulent heart, and once again put on a cold and elegant protective layer: "Chu Feng, you can go out first."
Chu Feng walked slowly outside Qin Fang's office, with Qin Fang's breathtaking smile, like a snow lotus on Mount Tian, and her beautiful eyes, like water, constantly appearing in his mind.
For the first time, Chu Feng felt his heart was in a mess.
