Super Car Sales System

Chapter 697 80 billion (for subscription)
Chapter 687: 80 billion (for subscription)
Zou Tingqian was very concerned about going to the International Circuit. At nine o'clock the next morning, he called the four of Fang Yuan one by one, urging them to come quickly.

Yesterday, Fang Yuan had instructed Xu Yuan to clean up the company, buy office supplies, and start recruiting people, so except for Xu Yuan, Wang Kecheng, Zhang Chen, and Fang Yuan all arrived on time.

Zou Tingqian led the three of them without going to the stands, and went directly to room P, where 911 GT3 Cup racing cars with colorful livery were parked.

Fang Yuan soon discovered the anomaly, because the paintwork on some car bodies was advertising, with some brand logos, and the paintwork on some cars was very casual, which suddenly looked similar to Xu Yuan's pain car decals.

Zou Tingqian's ability to observe words and expressions is very strong, and he sensed Fang Yuan's doubts, and immediately explained: "Because it is not a professional group, some have no sponsorship, and don't want to be dry, so I pasted some patterns that I like."

"So that's the case." Zhang Chen nodded, and finally understood that the sponsorship of the car can be judged by the car body pattern.

Seeing that there were many cars without sponsorship, Fang Yuan asked Zou Tingqian curiously: "Mr. Zou, if you want to sponsor the team, how much will it cost?"

"Mr. Fang has a need in this area? I can contact you and get a friendly price." Zou Tingqian knows a lot of people, and he can take care of them all. As for the cost, it still depends on the performance of the driver. The better the performance in a season, the more expensive it is.

This Fang Yuan can understand that the team needs to spend money to buy a car. It needs an international racing license, pays for the supporting fees and technical service fees for the competition, and needs to train frequently. The better the results, the more expensive it is, which is very reasonable.

Zhang Chen moved to Fang Yuan's side: "Brother, do you want to advertise here?"

"En." Fang Yuan nodded, and now the sincere performance car modification and maintenance has formed a good reputation among high-end car owners in Haihai City, but Fang Yuan still thinks that the circle is too small.

Word of mouth can no longer be promoted, and money must be spent on advertising.

All Fang Yuan set the advertising fee at around 300 million. If it is easily 600 million or tens of millions, he has to think about it and ask Master and Uncle Sun for their opinions.

"Fang Yuan, you can see that these racing cars are all dismantled." The driver's door of a 911 GT3 Cup happened to be opened, and Wang Kecheng suddenly found that it was empty except for the driver's seat.

In addition, a roll cage has been installed, and there are strange mesh pockets on the sides to separate the seats from the outside.

Fang Yuan knew that this safety net was also for protection, preventing things from hitting the driver, but it was also completely dismantled, and the handling after dismantling was very good. Same.

After going back, he must tell the store managers Su Bei and Yumi to pay attention to this point, Fang Yuan silently recorded it in his heart.

"In addition to the roll cage and safety net, this racing car has quite a lot of safety configurations." Zou Tingqian pointed to a red dot on the side of the roof, "This is the lifting point when the racing car has an accident. There are two in total, which are located symmetrically on the left and right sides of the car body, and they are very firm."

After introducing the lifting points, he patted a white square pattern in the middle of the two lifting points: "This is the emergency rescue hatch. If an accident occurs and the doors on both sides cannot be opened, the driver can come out of this emergency rescue hatch. "

Zhang Chen suddenly had a bold idea, and asked Zou Tingqian with a smile: "What if the emergency rescue hatch can't be opened?"

"Lying cao, with the protection of the roll cage, if you can't open the door and the emergency rescue hatch, the people inside won't have to waste time to rescue." Zou Tingqian was almost pissed off by Zhang Chen, but he squeezed out He smiled and replied, "Just take the crematorium."

In order to prevent Zhang Chen from having any more whimsical ideas, Zou Tingqian trotted to the rear of the right side of the car body, pointed to an interface behind the passenger door and said, "This is the air jack inlet of the 911 GT3 Cup..."

"What is the air jack inlet?" Zhang Chen has never seen this thing on many cars, not to mention his Infiniti.

"Don't worry, listen to me." Zou Tingqian treated Zhang Chen very patiently, "When the 911 GT3 Cup needs to change tires, connect the high-pressure air hose here, and the three pistons in the car will turn the car When it is jacked up, a separate jack is no longer needed, and it can quickly change tires. Even if the high-pressure air hose is unplugged by mistake, the air cannot be released. It is necessary to press the control switch to lower the car body. "

"Oh, it turned out to be used instead of the jack." Zhang Chen suddenly realized that the step of putting in and taking out the jack was reduced, which really saved time, and all of these were the original car configuration.

After simply watching the 911 GT3 Cup, because Fang Yuan wanted to ask the sponsoring team to advertise, Zou Tingqian told the three that his friend also participated in the race today, but he didn't know where the car was parked.

Zou Tingqian went to find his friend's car, while Fang Yuan and the others stayed where they were.

Zhang Chen asked Fang Yuan mysteriously: "Brother, do you see that? Zou Tingqian is too enthusiastic for us, and he is not angry if I interrupt on purpose."

Zou Tingqian enthusiastically invited three people to watch the game, patiently explained the difference between racing cars and ordinary cars, and was not even angry with Zhang Chen deliberately interrupting... Fang Yuan believes in the old saying: no one will show courtesy for nothing, there must be a request With Zhang Chen, they are so patient.

After a while, a young man in competition uniform came back with Zou Tingqian, but compared with the overly enthusiastic Zou Tingqian, the young man seemed a bit aloof. Even when he walked up to the three of them, he didn't have a smiling face, as if he didn't care about Fang Yuan at all. Take the advertising thing to heart.

Zou Tingqian first pointed to the young man and introduced Fang Yuan and the three of them: "He is my good friend Song Yu, Song Yu, this is Fang Yuan, Zhang Chen, and Wang Kecheng, and they are also my good friends."

The two sides shook hands with each other and said a few polite words. On behalf of Song Yu, Zou Tingqian brought up the car body advertisement and asked how long Fang Yuan could sponsor.

Fang Yuan didn't understand this mentality: "Can you do it first to see the effect?"

"Once?" Song Yu frowned, and said directly, "I'm sorry I have something to do, excuse me."

"Don't go, Song Yu." Zou Tingqian pulled Song Yu back, turned his head and explained to Fang Yuan, "Even if it's not a professional group, the sponsorship matter is very troublesome, and it still needs to be reviewed by the organizer. So one time is indeed a bit rare, Song Yu was No.5 last year, and his grades and parking spaces are very high."

Zou Tingqian has been emphasizing the troublesome auditing and Song Yu's good grades. Fang Yuan can also tell from Song Yu's expression that he is not short of money, and he only got to know him because of Zou Tingqian's face.

Fang Yuan thought to himself, since it is PCCA, the degree of attention will not be bad, so let's sponsor the whole season: "How much is the sponsorship for the whole season?"

Fang Yuan was promoted from one time to the whole season, Song Yu's complexion improved a lot, he turned around and didn't say anything about leaving.

"The cost of PCCA is much less than that of F1. F1 is about 2 to 3 million yuan a year." Zou Tingqian heaved a sigh of relief, "Song Yu doesn't like messy stickers on racing uniforms, so there are only advertisements on the sides of the car body, 300 yuan a season. Ten thousand."

And Zou Tingqian reminded Fang Yuan that because this season is coming to an end, today is the final battle of Song Yu's group, so he can only wait until next year to fulfill the contract.

"Okay." Within his own bottom line, Fang Yuan didn't bother to bargain, "Mr. Song give me the contact information, we will sign the contract then."

The two sides exchanged contact information, and Zou Tingqian held Song Yu back and refused to let him go: "When you finish the race, let Fang Yuan and the others see your car."

"Yeah." Song Yu paused, "Okay, no problem."

The GT-R50 that Fang Yuan crashed was worth tens of millions. He really didn't care about a 911 GT3 Cup, but Zhang Chen and Wang Kecheng were very excited, and they were ready to follow along to watch the excitement.

The race was about to start, Song Yu walked back, Zou Tingqian asked the three of them mysteriously: "Do you want to go to the grid?"

Fang Yuan knew that idlers were generally not allowed to enter the departure area, and Zou Tingqian's suggestion was immediately welcomed by Zhang Chen and Wang Kecheng.

Zou Tingqian beckoned the three of them to follow Song Yu, and sure enough they got in smoothly.

There are no cars in the driveway yet, only rectangular parking spaces lined up in two rows, and staff members hold up signs with 1, 2, 3, 4... representing the order of departure.

Fang Yuan knows that the order of each car is not arranged randomly, but is determined according to the driver's performance. If the performance is good, the ranking will be at the top, and if the performance is poor, the ranking will be at the bottom.

Soon, the roar of the engine sounded outside the field, and the low-lying 911 GT3 Cups entered the track. The neat and uniform models combined with the sound of the rear row really made people excited and looked forward to the next race.

After warming up the tires and warming up the car for a lap, the team re-entered the track. When the field was cleared, Fang Yuan found that Song Yu was ranked fifth. It was a bit weird to think that if Song Yu won the first place next year, the 300 million he spent would be the same. So worth it.

Zhang Chen stood outside, saw Zou Tingqian was a little far away, whispered to Fangyuan, "Why do I think it's not worthwhile to buy a few stickers for 300 million?"

"I don't understand either." However, Fang Yuan found that there were a lot of viewers at the scene, so it was considered a precise advertisement. Anyway, it was only 300 million. If the effect is not good, he will not sponsor next time.

The four of them came to the stands and looked for seats to sit down. Zhang Chen and Wang Kecheng sat on the far side, Zou Tingqian sat on the far side, and Fang Yuan was caught in the middle.

The race over there officially started. The two cars in the lead rushed forward, and the drivers in two rows behind all turned their heads to the middle, trying to seize a favorable position.

Fang Yuan now has expert-level racing skills, and he won many people in Japan. Although he didn't compete with Wang Jialiang on Haruna Mountain, he still got the upper hand and forced him off the cliff.

So Fang Yuan is very curious about his own strength, if he participates in this group of competitions, what level he can be at.

The three cars in front took the lead all the way, entered and exited the corner precisely at high speed, and quickly widened the gap with the cars behind. The five cars in the back fought together and chased hard, leaving the rest of the drivers behind. .

It's not a professional group, and there is a big difference in strength, especially when seeing a car in the back rushing out of the track when it came out of a corner, Fang Yuan shook his head slightly. This car's skills are really eye-catching.

Although Song Yu was thrown away by the top three, his movements were at least well-regulated, and he didn't make any mistakes. It could be seen that he had received strict training.

However, this level still can't catch Fang Yuan's eyes, so he can only give a fair evaluation.

Halfway through the race, two cars had collided, and the two cars ran off the track. Song Yu and the other car took the lead alternately, and the braked tires were smoking.

It's nothing interesting, Fang Yuan started to get distracted, thinking of driving Master's BMW M3 over, and running around the track with Yumi himself, but he didn't know how much it would cost.

Realizing that Fang Yuan was distracted, Zou Tingqian approached him curiously in a low voice: "What? Mr. Fang doesn't like it?"

"No, I just thought that my master has a BMW M3, and I'll take it for a run someday."

Although the BMW M3 is still in the early 100 million range, it is still incomparable with a professional racing car like the 911 GT3 Cup. Zou Tingqian didn't care at all, and while the two were chatting, he started talking about another thing: "Mr. Fang knows Mr. Du has a piece of land, right?"

Come, Zhang Chen's guess is really good, Fang Yuan replied very calmly: "Yes, Mr. Du gave Zhang Chen full authority over that piece of land."

Fang Yuan actually knew such details. Zou Tingqian's eyes lit up, and his tone became more modest: "My family is also very interested in that land. I wonder if Mr. Fang can ask Zhang Chen for help?"

This is the same thing again, Fang Yuan is a little annoyed, he wants to buy land to find Zhang Chen, find Mr. Du, why do you always let me spread the word in the middle.

At this moment, the unhappiness for such a long time finally broke out, and Fang Yuan asked unhappily: "Mr. Zou wants that piece of land, so he can talk to Zhang Chen himself, why do you want me to be the middleman?"

Zou Tingqian didn't expect Fang Yuan to speak so bluntly, so he smiled wryly: "If I go directly to Zhang Chen, if the conversation falls apart, there will be no room for relaxation. With you in the middle, I can't say anything. It can be conveyed to Zhang Chen."

It turned out to be the reason. Fang Yuan had experienced too little of this kind of thing, so he didn't know that there were so many twists and turns in it.

"What does Mr. Zou want to do?"

Fang Yuan was so direct, Zou Tingqian hesitated for five seconds, and finally put the bottom line: "I heard that many people want to buy that land, and my father wants to offer 80 billion."

"80 billion?" Fang Yuan heard from Zhang Chen that Mr. Du and Mr. Tian bought the land at a low price, and it was estimated to sell for 70 billion. Now Zou Tingqian is willing to pay 80 billion. This is a good thing.

"However, Mr. Fang, you also know that 80 billion is a huge sum of money for our Zou family. We only have 50 billion in cash, and the remaining 30 billion will be offset by our real estate in various places."

The sale of the land is Zhang Chen's business, Fang Yuan didn't want to get involved: "I can bring the message to Zhang Chen, you can contact the specific matters yourself."

"This is a list of our real estate properties in various parts of China, please pass it on to Zhang Chen." As he spoke, Zou Tingqian took out the folded white paper, but didn't hand it over to Fang Yuan, and stuffed it directly into the pocket of his white shirt. He smiled and patted lightly.

Is this a bank card stuffed?
Fang Yuan had been stuffed with bank cards by so many big bosses, so he was quite experienced, and he was about to take it out and return it to Zou Tingqian.

Who knew that Zou Tingqian pressed Fang Yuan's palm with his right hand, stood up again, pointed his left hand at Saidao, and shouted loudly: "Song Yu is No. 4 this time, No. 4... Mr. Fang, your 300 million It was well worth the money.”

"It's really No.4." Zhang Chen looked over here, and asked Zou Tingqian curiously, "Song Yu won't raise the price, will he?"

"No, he's not going to do such a shameless thing." Zou Tingqian almost patted his chest and said, "Let's go to Song Yu and see the racing car."

When the three of Fang Yuan got up, Zou Tingqian enthusiastically pulled Wang Kecheng to the front, pushing Fang Yuan and Zhang Chen away.

This is an opportunity to create a message for himself. This Zou Tingqian is also impatient. Fang Yuan smiled wryly, and directly took out the folded white paper and patted it on Zhang Chen's chest: "Zou Tingqian will spend 80 billion to buy your land."

"80 billion? So much?" Zhang Chen was overwhelmed with surprise, "What is this piece of paper for?"

"50 billion in cash, 30 billion in real estate, he doesn't have that much money."

Zhang Chen felt that the piece of paper was very hard. He guessed that there was something inside, so he stopped and unfolded it. Sure enough, there was a bank card.

No need to guess, Zhang Chen also knew that Zou Tingqian gave Fang Yuan the benefit, and Fang Yuan gave it to himself intact.

Thinking of Fang Yuan giving him so many bank cards last time, he didn't get a penny from them. Zhang Chen lamented that Fang Yuan's character was nothing to say. He didn't even look at the bank cards. Far is absolutely not wanted.

Zhang Chen took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to the secretary of the company: "Go to Lao Wang immediately to buy a villa in my community, write my brother Fang Yuan's name, Lao Wang has my brother's information there."

After explaining to the secretary to buy a house, Zhang Chen carefully looked at the long list on the paper. These properties are located in more than a dozen large and medium-sized cities across the country. The area varies from large to small, and some are even factory buildings: "I don't understand, go back After asking my dad, I will answer Zou Tingqian."

"Well, it is indeed best to ask Mr. Du." But Fang Yuan has a question, "Since Zou Tingqian is willing to spend 80 billion to buy that piece of land, why doesn't he participate in the auction? Maybe the price offered by others is low, and the money he spent is more than enough." slightly less."

"Maybe someone else's price is higher?" Zhang Chen smiled brightly, "Brother, this is the benefit of the attention you gave me. No one can figure out other people's price, so just give me a price. Maybe it cost less money, hahaha."

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