Super Car Sales System

Chapter 169 Zhao Dezhi

Chapter 168: Zhao Dezhi

Fang Yuan was not a little surprised that the man could recognize this car as a Honda Fit. After all, it is a magic car that has been produced since [-]. It is very common for people who know a little about cars to recognize it easily.

It is easy to recognize the model, and he can accurately tell the specific model of this Honda Fit, so accurate that there is no wrong number, which shocked Fang Yuan a little.

Of course, Fang Yuan can easily and accurately identify 5.00% of the [-] models in the Huaxia market, and tell them their exact models, their advantages and common problems, because he has a primary sales system for used cars.

Does this decadent man in front of him have a similar system?

Impossible, if he had a system, how could he be so downcast?

Various speculations were tumbling in Fang Yuan's mind, and he carefully looked at the man across from him again.

The blood stains on the man's face, the smell of alcohol all over his body, and his messy hair made him look very sloppy, which made Fang Yuan even more confused about his identity.

"Little brother, it was my fault just now." The man readily admitted that he was fully responsible, and opened his pocket and took out a handful of banknotes, "This scratch can be partially repaired with spray paint, and the cost is about two hundred. I will pay you now."

After finishing speaking, the man counted two hundred Huaxia coins and handed them to Fang Yuan.

"Only pay two hundred? Isn't that too little?" The employees of Zhenghong Automobile Co., Ltd. parked their cars and came back. Wang Hu, who was at the front, yelled at the man, "The 4th store charges by the square meter, and a square meter is at least four Bai, how can you give 200 yuan?"

Liu Liang was also very angry: "This Fit is not our personal car, and it is not the original original paint after touch-ups. How can we explain to the manager when we go back?"

Fang Yuan now has the skills to prepare and maintain second-hand cars. He knows that the man in front of him is right, but Wang Hu and Liu Liang are also right.

The right rear wheel eyebrow of this Honda Fit was scratched with a 200 cm long thin scratch. If it is repainted in an ordinary auto repair shop, it can be done for [-] yuan.

If you want to save money and don't dislike the effect of repairing, you can even buy a paint touch-up pen from the Internet, which can be easily done for ten yuan.

These two methods are very cost-effective, but there is 100% color difference. Customers who come to buy a car just need to pay attention to it, and they can definitely see it.

As Liu Liang said just now, this car is a product of Zhenghong Motors, not Fang Yuan himself. If there is still color difference after the touch-up, how can I explain to Sun Yanming when I return to the dealership?

At present, the best choice is to go to Honda 4S store to touch up the paint. Wang Hu is also right. Even if it is only a small amount of paint touch-up in a 4S store, they will calculate it according to the price of one piece. How can 200 yuan be enough?
The banknotes handed over by the man were all ten yuan, five yuan, and not even a twenty-dollar note. Fang Yuan didn't reach out to pick it up, but instead glanced at his fingers.

His skin was not only dirty, but also full of cracks. It looked like old withered bark, and traces of blood leaked out from the grooves on the surface. It was unknown whether it was caused by the fall just now or the hardships of life.

Facing the questioning of Liu Liang, Wang Hu and others, the man surprisingly did not refute, let alone play tricks. Instead, he nodded, as if he agreed with what the two said.

This time the man took out all the money in his pocket and held it in the palm of his hand. He made a rough estimate, and the embarrassed Fang Yuan said: "I'm sorry, it's only more than 300 yuan. I'll pay it back to you later. ..."

"Forget it, I'll fix the car myself." Fang Yuan knew in his heart that since the car belongs to a car dealership, it is not only a simple matter of repairing the car, but also involves the loss of the Fit when it is listed for sale in the future, a mere 400 yuan How is it enough?
Fang Yuan saw that the man not only readily admitted his mistakes, but was also very polite, he didn't mess around, didn't play tricks, and he didn't play tricks, and most of the anger in his heart dissipated.

Fang Yuan has been poor, miserable, and worried. He knows that a penny will kill a hero, and he has also experienced the embarrassment of having no money in his pocket when he is in an emergency.

I had no enmity with this man in the past life and I have no grievances in the present life. It was just a small accident, and he took the initiative to apologize. Since I have money now, why bother to ask the man for hundreds of dollars?

"Fang Yuan..." Hearing Fang Yuan's refusal, Liu Liang widened his eyes and took a step forward, anxiously trying to persuade him how could he just let it go.

However, Liu Liang knew Fang Yuan too well, and immediately understood his thoughts, and then he shook his head with a wry smile and backed away without saying a word.

The salesmen of Wang Hu and Zhenghong Automobile have been with Fang Yuan for a long time, and they seem to have guessed his thoughts. After going back and forth between the man and Fang Yuan several times, everyone's eyes finally fixed on Fang Yuan There was a look of admiration on his body.

"No more?" The man was stunned, he looked straight at Fang Yuan, and even doubted his ears, thinking he had heard it wrong.

"Forget it, I'll take care of it myself." Fang Yuan didn't explain too much, but bent down and squatted down to start packing the cardboard boxes and beer bottles on the ground.

Seeing Fang Yuan packing up his things, Liu Liang and the others immediately trotted over to help.

"Thank you, I don't need to trouble you, I'll do it myself." I scratched his car, and the young man in front of me not only refused to let me lose money, but also offered to help me clean up the mess. The man squatted down in panic, trying to stop Fang Yuan from doing it.

The five people worked together, and they were more powerful than others. Even if the man stopped him, they quickly cleaned up the scattered things on the ground.

"Thank you, thank you..." Amidst the man's gratitude, Fang Yuan drove away in a hurry. When the Prado at the front of the motorcade stopped in front of a row of houses, Fang Yuan realized that he had finally arrived at Sanxin Auto Repair Factory .

Sanxin Auto Repair Factory is only a little bigger than Lao Wang's Auto Repair Factory. There are four storefronts with lifts, and one shopfront has been simply decorated. Opposite is a black desk against the left wall. There is a set of black sofas, but there are many huge cardboard boxes piled up on the right side, which seems to be used as both a living room and a warehouse.

The open space in front of this row of houses is very large, and there are five or six cars in a mess. Four young men with oily faces are either lying in front of the front of the car to pack something, or sitting in the car to disassemble something...

Seeing five cars approaching, a middle-aged man in trousers and a white sweater ran from a distance. When they saw Wang Hu who got out of the car, they cheerfully greeted him.

"Hey, it's too much trouble for you to come and deliver the car today." The middle-aged man patted Wang Hu, Xu Hong and the others on the shoulders, looking very enthusiastic.

The middle-aged man was obviously very familiar with Wang Hu and Xu Hong, then he looked at Fang Yuan, whom he didn't know, and turned to greet a young man who was filling up the engine oil of an Audi A6L: "Huzi, go buy five bottles of green tea. "

Huzi wiped the oil on his hands with the black towel next to him, took the Huaxia coins handed over by the middle-aged man, and ran outside.

The middle-aged man seemed to have remembered something, and shouted loudly at Huzi's back: "I want it to be iced."

"Mr. Zhao is too polite." Wang Hu and Xu Hong said so, but they didn't mean to refuse at all, as if everything should be taken for granted.

Seeing Fang Yuan approaching, Wang Hu took the initiative to introduce him: "Manager Fang, this is Mr. Zhao, Zhao Dezhi from Sanxin Auto Repair Factory."

"Manager Fang? You are Fang Yuan? I've heard the name for a long time, and it's like thunder, hahaha." Wang Hu just said the word 'Manager Fang', and Zhao Dezhi stretched out his hands and walked towards Fang Yuan with a big laugh. When he came, he looked enthusiastic, as if he and Fang Yuan were old friends whom he hadn't seen for many years.

Zhao Dezhi grabbed Fang Yuan's arm up and down, and shook it vigorously from side to side, as if he could not express his excitement at seeing Fang Yuan without shaking Fang Yuan apart.

"Mr. Zhao is too polite." Fang Yuan smiled slightly. He had seen the domineering Zhao Gaojie, the mature and stable Zhou Bing, and was taught by the slick Sun Yanming for so long. How could he be fooled by the enthusiastic Zhao Dezhi?
"In the future, I need to take care of my elder brother." After exchanging a few words with Fang Yuan, Zhao Dezhi took out his mobile phone and said to Fang Yuan, who was smiling, "Let's add a WeChat account, and we will keep in touch in the future."

"Okay." Fang Yuan felt that he would deal with Zhao Dezhi often in the future, so he took out his mobile phone.

As soon as the two of them finished adding WeChat, Hu Zi, who bought drinks, came back. Without the boss's instructions, when he saw someone from the Zhenghong car dealership, he would call brother first, and then respectfully serve him iced green tea.

"Manager Fang, I'll make arrangements first and try to make sure that you can pick up the car tomorrow." Zhao Dezhi apologized to Fang Yuan with a smile, then turned and left.

Suddenly, there was a sound of red envelopes on the WeChat phone Fang Yuan was holding in his hand. Fang Yuan looked curiously, and it turned out to be the red envelope sent to him by Zhao Dezhi.

"Oh, that's how it is." Looking at the back of Zhao Dezhi leaving in a hurry, Fang Yuan finally understood the meaning of Sun Yanming blinking at him when he came.

After clicking on the red envelope, the amount of two hundred appeared on the phone screen.

Fang Yuan's face didn't fluctuate at this time. If it was before, Fang Yuan was so poor that he wanted to bite someone. Whoever could send himself two hundred red envelopes would probably die of joy, but now, hehe...

Not in vain, Fang Yuan didn't pay much attention to the red envelopes for a second, and directly locked the screen and put the phone in his pocket. At this time, Hu Zi, who was distributing green tea to everyone in a black plastic bag, approached Fang Yuan.

"Fang, Manager Fang." First he nodded to Fang Yuan to say hello, Hu Zi hurriedly took out two cans of cold Red Bull, and handed them to Fang Yuan respectfully.

"Hey, Huzi, you're not real." When Liu Liang and the others saw the Red Bull that Huzi took out, they surrounded him with a bang, laughing and teasing that Huzi gave Fang Yuan two bottles of Red Bull. , All I got for myself was a bottle of green tea.

Surrounded by so many people, Huzi lowered his head with a frightened look, and explained softly: "This is what our boss sent a temporary WeChat message to tell me to buy it..."

Of course Liu Liang and the others understood that Zhao Dezhi was flattering Fang Yuan, but they didn't care, but Fang Yuan only took a can of Red Bull.

The boss told Fang Yuan to buy two cans, and Hu Zi immediately handed the other can to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan looked at the other tiger up and down, the little guy was probably about sixteen or seventeen, with a thin body, the t-shirt he was wearing was dirty, and his little face was also covered with oil.

Looking at the fine sweat on Huzi's forehead, Fang Yuan smiled and pushed the Red Bull back: "I can't finish it, you can drink this can."

"This..." Hu Zi raised his head and looked at Fang Yuan, his eyes were full of gratitude, but he looked into the distance timidly, as if he was worried that the boss would find out.

"It's okay, drink with confidence." Liu Liang patted Hu Zi on the shoulder to encourage him, "With Manager Fang, with us, what are you afraid of?"

Fang Yuan knew what Hu Zi meant, and gave him an idea with a smile: "You can put it away first, or hide aside and finish drinking quickly."

"Thank you, Manager Fang." Huzi listened to Fang Yuan's method more reliably than Liu Liang, and happily hid aside with the Red Bull.

"Manager Fang, let's go." The task of delivering the car to Sanxin Auto Repair Factory has been completed, and it's time to return to the dealership to work. Wang Hu and the others urged Fang Yuan to go back quickly.

"You guys go first, and I'll walk around casually." Fang Yuan just got the basic maintenance and maintenance skills of used cars today, and now he happens to be in the auto repair shop, he wants to see how the auto repair masters work.

"That's fine." Anyway, it will be Fang Yuan's turn to entertain customers after a few days, and everyone thinks it's okay for him to go back later, so they walked away noisy.

Seeing his colleagues leave, Fang Yuan curiously walked towards several auto repair masters who were working.

(End of this chapter)