Chapter 254: Outrageous Price
"Twelve thousand eight, sir."
The waiter, dressed in a cheap suit, stood upright beside Fang Xiang.
"How many?"
Fang Xiang thought he had heard it wrongly.
"Twelve thousand eight, sir."
The waiter repeated it again.
However, there aren't the contemptuous looks or scenes of looking down on others that you see in many novels.
"Twelve thousand eight..."
Fang Xiang pondered the number in his mouth.
He had read in a book before that the price of small cars in the world in the 60s was basically between 2500 and 3000 US dollars.
The best-selling model is the Beetle, priced at $2800.
Even if it is priced at $3000, converted into Hong Kong dollars, it can't be more than ten thousand, right?
In later generations, Hong Kong Island is a free trade port with no import taxes, so car prices are generally lower than in the mainland.
The reason for the small number of cars is simply the high cost of maintaining a car and some strange regulations in Hong Kong Island.
For example, if you want to buy a car, you must have your own parking space.
But why is the price of the car so much higher than he thought?
“Are there any discounts or offers?”
Fang Xiang hesitated for a moment and decided to ask no matter what the situation was.
So, he turned and looked at the waiter.
"No sir, the price is this.
If you think the price is high, you can apply for a mortgage.”
The waiter's attitude was very good and he didn't cause any trouble because Fang Xiang spoke Mandarin.
"What about this one?"
Fang Xiang did not respond, but continued to walk forward a few steps and stood in front of a mini car with a Bentayga logo.
“This car is a Benta mini car.
It uses a two-cylinder, four-stroke, air-cooled engine with a displacement of 354cc.
The price is very affordable, only 8960 yuan, and you can also apply for installment payment.
The down payment is only 2000 yuan, and the monthly payment is only 200 yuan."
The waiter gave a brief introduction.
Unlike later generations, it seems that sales today do not involve much rhetoric.
(Attached is a picture to prove that I am not talking nonsense)
"what car is this?"
Fang Xiang took another step forward and saw a small car, but he had never seen this car's logo before.
"This is Tai Taizi, imported from Xiao Ri, the price is cheaper than Feng Tian, twelve thousand six."
The waiter seemed very patient and didn't seem impatient because Fang Xiang kept asking questions one by one.
It seemed that it was because he saw two burly men following Fang Xiang?
"What about this one?"
Fang Xiang continued walking and stood in front of an off-road vehicle with a Land Rover logo.
"This one is more expensive, the price is thirty-eight thousand eight."
The waiter continued speaking patiently.
"What about this mini?"
Finally, Fang Xiang saw a very familiar car.
"This is the Morris Mini. It is currently used by many police departments and is very affordable, only 16,800 yuan."
This time, the waiter said one more sentence.
"What about this one?"
Fang Xiang walked to the last car, which was a Beetle.
“This one costs 18,800.
A car can travel forty miles on just one gallon of gas."
The waiter gave a simple introduction.
"A caron?"
Fang thought about it and thought, it should be one gallon, right?
By this calculation, only 7 liters of fuel are needed for every kilometers.
Is it so fuel efficient?
"Open the hood and let me see."
Fang Xiang pointed at the Beetle.
"Ok sir."
The waiter quickly opened the car door and bent down to tinker with it.
There was a click and part of the front hood bulged out.
As the waiter lifted the hood, Fang Xiang saw the engine compartment of the car.
The crude engine compartment was not only incomparable to those of later generations, but even to the new BMW designed by Fang Xiang.
After finding the nameplate, I realized that the displacement was only 0.995 liters.
No wonder the fuel consumption is so low.
If calculated this way, this Beetle should be the one with the smallest displacement in the series?
It's less than one liter, and you're asking for 18,800?
If it is normal displacement, wouldn't it be doubled?
Fang Xiang suddenly fell into deep thought.
"Hello, sir. I am the manager of this store. Do you like this car?"
Just when Fang was wondering why the price was so outrageous, a middle-aged man in his thirties stood in front of him with a smile on his face.
"Are these the only cars you have in your store?"
Fang Xiang raised his head, looked at the manager and asked.
“These cars are the best-selling ones in Hong Kong Island nowadays.
Of course, there are only a few of them.”
The manager replied to Fang Xiang's question with a smile on his face.
"I want all these cars. Is there any discount for them?"
Fang Xiang didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.
"Do you want all six of these cars?"
The manager was stunned and almost stuttered when speaking.
“It’s not six, it’s fourteen.
Except for the Land Rover, which needs four, the other two are each.”
Fang Xiang turned around and glanced around the exhibition hall. To be honest, there was not a single machine that he liked.
At first I thought Land Rover and Beetle were pretty good.
Unexpectedly, in the end, only Land Rover was acceptable.
The rest are all the lowest level versions.
I don’t know whether there is a concept of high and low configuration among today’s car companies.
“Yes, sir, since you buy so many cars, there will naturally be discounts.
We also have a MG convertible sports car in our warehouse, would you like to take a look, sir?"
The manager was immediately overjoyed and nodded hurriedly. As he was talking, he suddenly mentioned MG.
"MG? Convertible sports car?"
Fang Xiang asked curiously.
“Yes, it’s dark green, just unloaded from the port and is being washed in the warehouse.
If you are interested, I will arrange for someone to come over right away."
When the manager saw Fang wanted to ask something, his smile widened.
"Two."
Fang Xiang didn't think about it and just ordered two.
He had originally planned to take all these cars away.
He asked for two more Land Rovers just to keep them for Yin Qingqiu.
Now that I see there are convertible sports cars, I naturally have to leave one for Yin Qingqiu.
"No problem sir, there is a private room inside, please take a seat and have some tea, I will make a phone call now."
The manager turned and pointed to a closed room in the back.
Then he winked at the waiter.
"Can you find another car?"
Fang Xiang walked to the door of the room and saw several leather sofas inside. He suddenly remembered that this store did not have many types of cars.
Doesn’t that mean there aren’t any in Hong Kong Island?
They are all car salesmen, maybe they have the same boss, or the bosses know each other.
It shouldn’t be difficult to ask them to adjust the goods, right?
"What car do you want sir?"
The manager was bending over and gesturing for invitation.
When he heard Fang Xiang asking, he immediately responded.
"What car can you find?"
After Fang Xiang sat down, he looked at the manager standing next to him and asked.
"From small cars to large trucks and buses, we can find whatever you want!"
The manager smiled and looked very respectful, but his tone was extremely arrogant.
"Then go call your boss."
Fang Xiang was immediately delighted. What else was there to think about? Just go find the boss directly? !
What's the point of talking to this manager?
Although he gave the agency rights of the car to Lei Luo, it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have to find someone else, right?
Even if you cannot cooperate, you can still understand the market situation and why the car is so expensive.
"No problem. Please sit down for a moment and have a sip of tea. I'll make the call now."
The manager was not surprised at all when he heard Fang Xiang's words.
Since he can complete such a big order, even if the boss comes, the bonus and commission will have to be given to him.
Naturally, he would not refuse Fang Xiang’s request.
After he nodded and bowed and said this, he immediately ran out happily.
The waiter also came into the room in due time, carrying tea on a tray.
