The richest man in Xihong City, I am Wang Duoyu

Chapter 166

Wang Duoyu's gaze had been on Xia Zhu's body, but at this moment he also noticed Lu Yimei's expression, and couldn't help being a little puzzled:
"Hmm, what's up?"

"The main reason is that the lighting and the background are a bit inappropriate. The scene of the evening dress is relatively generous, and it needs to be publicized to the public. If you continue to use the yellow warm light of everyday casual clothes, it will suddenly feel nondescript, which makes people feel A little petty."

Before Lu Yimei could open her mouth, the photographer's best friend had already taken the initiative to help her answer, and it was introduced from the perspective of her shooting, which was more convenient for Wang Duoyu to understand.

Lu Yimei kept nodding her head in agreement.

She also felt a little weird just now, but she couldn't tell the specific weird point. Listening to her analysis now, she immediately understood what was wrong.

Indeed, as she said, the application scenarios of evening dresses and casual wear are different, and cannot be generalized.

If we usually shoot dress-style portraits, few people will shoot fixedly in the studio, and more people will go into nature, or into parks and other scenic spots, and use the natural scenery to set off the beauty.

This is what the dress is for.

Understanding their thoughts, Wang Duoyu frowned and looked at his watch. It was almost five o'clock at this time, and he didn't know how long it would take if he continued to procrastinate here.

Maybe seeing Wang Duoyu watching the time, Lu Yimei hurriedly asked:
"Mr. Wang, please give us a little more time. Really, just a little while. There is a small park near here. The scenery is very good. Now that we pass by, we can just take pictures of the sunset, and we will definitely be able to capture the beauty of Miss Xia." Perfect present!"

"I will definitely take a good picture of Ms. Xia, and I will finish the filming as soon as possible. Please give us a little more time, Mr. Wang!"

Lu Yimei and her best friend took turns to speak, both of them frowned, with a hint of expectation in their eyes, and looked at Wang Duoyu aggrieved.

"Let's take photos with them. If we don't take photos, I'm afraid Yimei will also feel guilty."

Xia Zhu sat on the rocking chair and listened to them all the time, but she also sorted out what happened. Now seeing the two pleading with Wang Duoyu, she couldn't help but soften her heart, and she took the initiative to help them intercede.

Wang Duoyu obviously hesitated.

Today's party is his temporary absolute, and it is also the venue he arranges to change.

He is the host, if the host doesn't show up, then the party will undoubtedly be a bit anticlimactic.

But looking at the expectant eyes of Xia Zhu, Lu Yimei and others, Wang Duoyu's heart softened a little.

After all, he has just inherited the inheritance, and he was born as a poor child in the past, so he doesn't have those superior mentality.

Therefore, he quickly substituted himself into the other party's thoughts, and finally softened his heart and nodded in agreement.

"Forget it, anyway, this party is hosted by me, and I am the last to show up. Let's take pictures first, and then go to the party after taking pictures. Show up at the most exciting time of the party and let them know what Xihong is. The richest man in the city!"

"Long live President Wang!"

"Thank you, Mr. Wang!"

Wang Duoyu pondered for a moment, and finally agreed, which made Lu Yimei and the photographer very excited, and jumped up happily, just like a child, with innocent smiles on their faces.

"so good."

Looking at the innocent smiles on their faces, Wang Duoyu also smiled, but there was a trace of envy in his eyes.

Is this the joy of youth?

The innocent smiling faces of young people are so easy to charm people!
It's a pity that I am no longer young.

Wang Duoyu reached out and quietly touched the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, which were gifts given to him by time in the past 37 years.

He's 37 years old, he's not getting any younger!

Of course, although he is not young, it does not prevent him from looking for a young little sister.

There is a good saying - no one lasts forever.

There is another sentence in the back, but Wang Duoyu thought about it, the person in the previous life seemed to be stepping on a sewing machine.

The topic went a little far.

Although Wang Duoyu agreed to the request of the two, but considering the time factor, he still reminded:
"Why don't you hurry up? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

"Understood, Mr. Wang, we'll leave immediately."

Lu Yimei smiled and returned a standard salute to Wang Duoyu.

After the salute, she was the first to laugh, obviously finding this scene amusing.

The photographer began to take the time to pack up his photography equipment.

Since this is an outdoor scene, a lot of equipment needs to be re-prepared.

Although she was in a hurry, in order to ensure the quality of the photos, she was also strict with herself, and even borrowed Shi Sanxiang from Wang Duoyu to help her carry the photographic items.

At this time, Xia Zhu approached Lu Yimei, shook the bank card in his hand, and asked with a smile:

"I said you won't forget to check out, right?"

Looking at the bank card in Xia Zhu's hand, and then at the profound smile on the other's face, Lu Yimei was obviously a little embarrassed, her face paused, and then she gave a wry smile:
"If you don't tell me, I really forgot. This dress is the only thing left in my mind, and it's the only thing I've thought about in my life."

"Wait a minute, let me see the design cost of this dress, it will definitely not be too high."

Lu Yimei said to Xia Zhu and Wang Duoyu while flipping through the notebook in her hand.

The design cost and material cost are the hard costs of this dress, which cannot be omitted. Lu Yimei just recovered the cost of this dress. As for the profit, she did not consider it. After all, her idea is to design more and better-looking ones. dress.

"boom!"

Before she finished speaking, the table was slapped hard, which startled Lu Yimei.

"what happened?"

Lu Yimei stretched out her hand to cover her heart, and some cold sweat broke out on her face.

I was hit hard by Wang Duoyu's slap on the table just now, and I felt like my heart was about to jump out. Now my heart beats faster, and I feel a little out of breath.

As soon as she raised her head, she found that Wang Duoyu was staring at her viciously, with some unkind eyes.

"Then I can make it cheaper? But Mr. Wang, I really have no profit. It's all a small business. The price I give you is all hard costs, not counting labor costs. You also understand me as a small business, and Your billionaire boss can't compare."

Lu Yimei had a sad face and sat on the chair a little decadently, as if she was about to cry.

She thought Wang Duoyu's appearance was because she thought her price was too high, so she patted the table to get angry.

Of course, it may also have something to do with the fact that you and others take photos slowly.

But what she calculates is really the cost price. Even if it is the cost price, she is still losing money. After all, the rent of the store, her own labor costs, etc. are all costs, and she selectively ignores these.

Unexpectedly, even with such a discount, Mr. Wang was still not satisfied.

For a moment, she even thought about giving up selling the dress, since she liked it anyway.

But the pressure of life and Xia Zhu's appearance deeply moved him, so he could only grit his teeth and choose to "follow" Wang Duoyu's suggestion, and lower the price even if he sold it at a loss.

As long as it is sold, everything will be fine.

Many times, what some companies or some people lack is not profit, but cash flow.

Only with cash flow on hand can we have the ability to resist risks.

In the past, she didn't understand the content of this aspect. When she had money, she devoted herself to her own design and creation.

Hearing that Lu Yimei Furuan was about to lower the price again, Wang Duoyu was startled, and immediately persuaded her:

"Wait, you look like a robber to me."

"I'll ask you a few questions first, and if you answer them all correctly, I'll reward you a lot!"

"Okay, Mr. Wang, you ask."

"First question, is your dress handmade?"

"Yes, I made it all stitch by stitch."

"Handmade, does not conform to industrial production standards, points will be deducted, and a discount will be required."

Taking advantage of the "loophole" in Lu Yimei's words, Wang Duoyu started talking nonsense.

Listening to Wang Duoyu's remarks, both Lu Yimei and the photographer felt their heads buzzing, and for a while they didn't know how to refute.

Xia Zhuze also felt a little helpless.

From Wang Duoyu's first sentence, she felt something was wrong. This scene seemed familiar.

But in the past it was in Wencheng Castle, but today it was changed to a clothing design store.

Although the name of the store has changed, Wang Duoyu's wonderful discount method really shocked everyone.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, are you joking?"

Lu Yimei was going crazy at the moment, and she didn't know how to answer Wang Duoyu's question.

Purely handmade clothes are hard to find in the clothing market, especially in the high-end market.

Only the top tycoons can afford to wear handmade clothes, and the clothes produced by machines have long been eliminated by many tycoons.

But at this moment, Wang Duoyu actually said that the clothes he made by hand were not good, and he wanted a discount.

Hearing this, Lu Yimei did not lose face on the spot.

Just when she was trying to restrain her emotions, Wang Duoyu suddenly said something else:
"Secondly, this dress only looks good on Xia Zhu, and it doesn't look good on other people. It's unfair to other people, and it's not good at all. I think it needs to be changed. This dress must also be sold to me at a discount, so that it won't be sold again. hurt others."

"In addition, this dress is too long, it is inconvenient to put on and take off, it is also a point of deduction, and it has to be discounted."

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Scattered, Wang Duoyu listed more than a dozen shortcomings at once, and after each defect, Wang Duoyu would add a sentence of discount.

Lu Yimei could hardly suppress her inner anger, her whole body was like a volcano about to ignite, which could erupt at any time.

It's so shameless. Is this what a rich man can say?

I am an ordinary person, relying on my own craftsmanship and design to make money, and stick to my ideals.

But unexpectedly, he was severely defeated by reality.

At this moment, she felt an unprecedented sense of frustration in her heart.

As for this dress, she doesn't plan to sell it either.

It's boring. If you get a discount according to Wang Duoyu's more than ten requirements, then don't sell it and just give it to him directly.

Thinking of this, Lu Yimei's unshakable heart gradually became firmer, her fists were clenched tightly, her teeth bit her lips tightly, and the flames of anger radiated from her eyes, just about to punch Wang Duoyu, and When he said "Sister is not selling anymore" in a cool way, he suddenly heard the words behind Wang Duoyu.

"Look at the many shortcomings I mentioned just now, let's make a discount together, just give you a 300% discount, and we will give you [-] million to buy this dress, isn't it too much?"

A discount?
Hehe, Lu Yimei just wanted to laugh out loud, and told Wang Duoyu to leave, and didn't bother to worry about the other party's identity.

It's a big deal to change the city and live again, it's no big deal.

But immediately, she felt that her brain was not enough, and her whole body froze in place, motionless.

How many?

Just now I heard Mr. Wang said to buy this dress for himself for 300 million?
I don't have auditory hallucinations, but this number is too big!
Lu Yimei couldn't react for a while.

According to the price she originally calculated for Wang Duoyu, the total cost was 30 yuan. Originally, she thought that Wang Duoyu would get a 3% discount, so it would be [-] yuan directly, and there was no need to sell it.

But I didn't expect that after this discount "discount", it turned out to be 300 million purchases.

The gap between this and that caught Lu Yimei off guard.

Mr. Wang is not joking, right?
But 300 million!Too much!

Moreover, Mr. Wang’s mathematics was not taught by a mathematics teacher, right?

How can one discount be the same as ten times?

Reminiscent of Mr. Wang's past experience as a football player, Lu Yimei felt that she had discovered something extraordinary.

She couldn't help looking at Xia Zhu, wanting to verify with him.

Wang Duoyu, the richest man in Xihong City, may have made a mistake in his calculations, but Xia Zhu was definitely right.

After all, it's impossible for two people to be math teachers at the same time, right?
Seeing Lu Yimei's questioning eyes, Xia Zhu felt amused, nodded to her with a smile, and said softly:

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang said it was 300 million, then we will pay 300 million, it will not be less."

Lu Yimei heard the number of 300 million again, and she was a little bit confirmed in her heart. She couldn't help but feel a little rejoiced, but her doubts overcame the others, and she asked:
"But my cost is only 30, and didn't you just say that you will get a [-]% discount? This doesn't seem to be a discount, but a double."

It's too difficult.

If he didn't say it, the 300 million would have gone directly into his pocket, and Wang Duoyu and Xia Zhu wouldn't know about it.

But Lu Yimei still couldn't pass the test in her heart, struggled for a long time, and finally confessed.

Xia Zhu looked at her with some appreciation in his eyes.

In this materialistic society, it is indeed not easy to meet such a simple girl.

"Don't worry, I understand the difference between discounting and doubling. I'm a professional accountant. But as long as Duoyu is happy, it's all worth it."

"His biggest hobby in this life is spending money."

"If he doesn't spend money for a day, he will feel uncomfortable, so let's leave him alone."

(End of this chapter)