Everyone is not a three-year-old child. Feelings are just bargaining chips. As long as the price is right, nothing can be sold.

Wei Honghui asked: "Mr. Chen is sure to buy the Virgin?"

Chen Feng nodded and smiled: "Confirm!"

Wei Honghui did not bother to drive Chen Feng to the industrial park near Luzhi to the north of the park.

Wei Honghui's family has an industrial factory with more than 20 acres, two old factory buildings, and two mottled buildings with mottled exterior walls.

Seven or eight electric vehicles and a pickup truck were parked in the factory carport.

Chen Feng followed Wei Honghui to the office, and waited for about ten minutes. Wei Honghui's old man Wei Qishan came.

An old man in his sixties and under seventy years old.

Wearing a gray khaki jacket and work pants, he looked like an ordinary old Gusu.

After a few simple greetings, Chen Feng also explained his purpose straight to the point.

After hearing this, Wei Qishan refused and said, "No sell!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Don't be too busy to refuse, it's not too late to tell the offer after listening to it."

Wei Qishan said: "No matter how much money it costs, it won't be sold."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "8 million."

Wei Qishan frowned and said, "8 million, you can't even buy my land."

Chen Feng said: "That's 12 million."

Wei Honghui looked at Chen Feng, picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea, feeling speechless. How could he negotiate like this? It was like playing house for a child.

Wei Qishan hesitated for a moment, but then he still said firmly: "Don't sell."

Chen Feng continued: "15 million! Industrial land is 10 million. Two old buildings, factories and those old machines, the packaging price is about 3 million, plus a brand price of 2 million!"

Wei Qishan was really moved now.

This price hits his weakness, neither high nor low.

This has been 100% professionally evaluated.

It seems that the previous offer was just intentionally disturbing his emotions.

After hesitating for a while, he asked, "I heard that Xiao Chen also wants to make shoes. Can you tell me what you think?"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Of course! Now domestic sports shoes are all on the low-priced route, and the high-end market is monopolized by foreign brands, so I want to create a high-end sports shoes brand."

Wei Qishan asked, "That's it?"

Chen Feng said: "Yes! What if it is?"

Not only Wei Qishan, but also Wei Honghui next to him shook his head when he heard this.

Which brands like Anta, XP, Li Ning, and Hongxing Erke have not tried to impact the high-end brand market?

But what is the result?

Has one succeeded?

Foreign things are good, and they are face-saving when worn. This idea has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the Chinese people and cannot be changed in a short period of time.

In this case, it is simply a dream to try to squeeze into the high-end market for domestic brands.

Seeing the father and son's expression of disbelief, Chen Feng smiled and said nothing.

Thinking about putting himself in his shoes, he also felt that he was bragging.

"How about old man?"

Wei Qishan hesitated for a while and said, "Let me think about it!"

"Okay! Then I'll leave first!"

Chen Feng did not force it either.

It is best to be able to buy the Victory Shoes industry. When advertising in the future, you can still talk about the foundation; it doesn’t matter if you can’t buy it, but it’s a matter of changing the advertising slogan.

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Su Yifan and Han Jingya stayed in Gusu for three days and learned about trendy toys in detail.

At noon on Sunday 23, I flew to Xiangjiang by plane.

After arriving in Hong Kong, the two took a taxi to Sham Shui Po.

After some twists and turns, I met the partner I was looking for this time, a young man who looked like he was twenty-five or six years old.

This young man is Wang Xinming, the father of Touching Ly.

In March, the temperature in Xiangjiang is about twenty degrees during the day. He is wearing a gray plaid shirt with a thin coat on the outside.

The messy hair passed through the tip of his eyebrows, and he wore a pair of black-framed glasses. His figure looked very thin and weak.

According to the information, Wang Xinming is now the vice president of the Xiangjiang Professional Illustrators Association. His works have been exhibited in Xiangjiang University, Haojiang University, Baodao University and the imperial capital Sanlitun.

Do you think you are the vice president again, and your paintings have been exhibited in so many universities, so you must be very famous and rich?

In fact, this so-called illustrators association is just a private organization built by people in the circle. The purpose is to raise your own value. Except for the president and vice president, everyone else is a permanent member of the board of directors.

As for exhibitions, it’s even simpler. You can draw two abstract paintings with your eyes closed, and then you can claim to be an artist and take them to the university for exhibition.

Or you can do something shocking and you can also call yourself a performance artist.

It's almost the same.
Chapter completed!