Global Star Master Era

"Uncle Qin, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged man in a suit lowered his car window, glanced at Lin Xuan and asked the doorman.

The gatekeeper, also known as Uncle Qin, heard this and replied: "Manager Wang, this is what happened..."

Using classic quotations, Uncle Qin explained the whole matter.

The other party was the boss of his immediate boss and the second-in-command of the recycling bin. When the boss was away, the other party had the final say. He didn't dare to be careless in front of the other party.

"You said this little brother came to our recycling station to discuss business?"

After hearing this, Manager Wang glanced at Lin Xuan. Based on his experience, it was obvious that Lin Xuan was not very old and did not have the temperament of a nobleman.

He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to such people.

But now that he had met them all, he immediately asked: "Brother, I am the manager here. If you have anything you want to talk about, you can tell me directly."

Lin Xuan was really here to discuss business. When he saw the real owner, he would naturally not have any stage fright. After sorting out his words, he said: "Hello, Manager Wang, I am taking the liberty to come here this time because I really want to talk to you."

Stop here to discuss some business, or say I want to buy something from you."

"You want to buy something from us?"

Manager Wang laughed when he heard this: "You can go to the supermarket to buy things. Ours is a waste recycling station. There is nothing to sell except waste."

Perhaps because he found this topic interesting, he even got out of the car while talking.

"I'm just here to buy scraps."

Lin Xuan truthfully told the truth that if the agreement could not be reached this time, it would be difficult for the other party to lose interest and want to talk later.

"You want to buy our scraps?"

Manager Wang was a little stunned, and after a while he spoke again: "I heard you right, what are you doing buying scraps? These things are inedible, do you still want to dump them?"

"No, I bought it for myself."

Lin Xuan still answered the other party's questions truthfully.

When Manager Wang saw that Lin Xuan really looked like this, he asked, "Tell me, what are you going to buy and what you are going to buy it for."

Lin Xuan knew that there was no way to persuade the other party without bringing something out. Even though he was so polite, the other party was just having fun with him out of boredom and didn't really want to talk to him.

There is something the other party said that is right.

There is really no business negotiation in the recycling bin.

Unless there is really a channel to resell them and make some profit from the price of scrap recycling, there really is no other profit to be had from these scraps.

That's really normal.

But Lin Xuan’s behavior is not normal.

So Lin Xuan didn't argue with the other party, and directly said: "Manager Wang, I am actually a star owner. I came here this time to buy something from your recycling bin for planetary expenses."

"Are you a Star Lord?"

Manager Wang looked at Lin Xuan with a look of concern in his eyes.

If Lin Xuan is really a Star Lord, even if he has some status, he should not be too disrespectful.

This is just like no matter how down-and-out a nobleman is, he can't just play around with him.

Because this represents a privileged group.

"Well, I just successfully awakened a few days ago."

Lin Xuan nodded and confirmed.

"Hmm~"

Manager Wang pondered and said: "If you are really the star owner and want to buy materials for the development of the planet from us, we will naturally be willing to promote this good thing. I wonder what you want to buy?"

"Metal, I want to buy a batch of metal."

Lin Xuan didn't hide anything, and there was nothing to hide.

"Metal?"

Manager Wang nodded: "I understand, I wonder what metal you are going to buy and how much?"

Lin Xuan was so poor now that he didn't dare to be picky. Hearing this, he said directly: "Ordinary metal is enough. There are no special requirements. The only requirement is that the price is cheaper."

"Haha, this request is quite simple."

Manager Wang thought he would ask for a lot. After all, each star owner carefully selects the materials used for the development of the planet, for fear that his own planet will be affected.

I didn’t expect the request to be so simple.

They don't have many other recycling bins, but they do have a lot of cheaper ones.

After all, how expensive can scrap be?

If there is really any good stuff, no one else will sell it to a recycling station, right?

“Just keep it simple!”

Lin Xuan got the answer he wanted, and his smile suddenly became brighter.

"This is not the place for conversation. Follow me to my office."

Manager Wang was a decent person, so he would not discuss business at the dusty door. He made sure that Lin Xuan was not joking, so he invited him.

Lin Xuan naturally had no objection to this, said good, and walked into the recycling bin with the other party.

Uncle Qin, the gatekeeper, smacked his lips and watched as he watched, and finally started to mutter while stroking his white hair.

"If a milk baby is really talking about business, it's like he met a ghost when he went out..."

He muttered and closed the window of the security booth again.

As soon as the babbling radio rang, Uncle Qin fell down on the recliner and fell asleep.

Love so and so.

Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with him.

The other end.

Lin Xuan followed Manager Wang from the recycling bin and walked into the manager's office.

"Sit wherever you want, you're welcome."

After entering the role of business negotiation, Manager Wang also changed his face.

Although Lin Xuan had just grown up in this life, he was already an old man in his last life. He didn't show any fear at this time. He said thank you and sat down on the sofa aside.

He is just here to buy things, not to ask for help, so there is nothing to worry about.

It really doesn't work.

The worst case scenario is to switch to another one.

Manager Wang had actually been observing secretly. At this time, he saw Lin Xuan acting like an old man and truly believed what Lin Xuan had just said.

Since through preliminary observation.

Naturally, the next step is to start a conversation.

"What do you call your little brother?"

Manager Wang sat across from him and asked with a smile.

Lin Xuan replied: "Just call me Lin Zuo."

"Lin Zuo?"

Wang Jingxiang muttered, and the name of Tianhai Erdai flashed quickly in his mind.

There are people named Lin.

But there is really no one called Lin Zuo.

Otherwise, with the shortness of this name, it will definitely make an impression.

As a businessman, the ability to remember names is definitely one of the essential skills. Otherwise, if you meet a big shot one day, it will be bad if a flood accidentally washes away the Dragon King Temple.

"Brother Lin Zuo is a good name. The ordinary scrap iron we purchase here is 0.8 federal dollars per kilogram. Seeing that I have a connection with Brother Lin Zuo, I will sell it to you at the original price. I wonder how much you plan to buy?"

Although he did not find the corresponding second generation, he did not neglect anything because of this. Even if a businessman does not intend to do business with you, he will not offend others for no reason.

That kind of plot where you are slapped in the face if you don't agree with a word is just the work of an uninformed person.

If businessmen are so virtuous, why do they want to make a fortune out of the family business?

The business threshold is not that low.

"0.8 federal coins per kilogram?"

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this. The price was lower than he expected. The other party obviously wanted to make a good relationship. After all, how much scrap metal can be bought?

It would cost me more than ten tons to support myself.

Ten tons of scrap iron only cost a few bucks. How much can you make if you raise the price a little?

This is completely unnecessary.

It's better to have a good relationship.

This is completely in line with the businessman's style of doing things.

Manager Wang really thought so, so he gave a low price, but this low price was relatively speaking. He would not lose money no matter what, and at most his work would be in vain.

"Yes, that's the price of 0.8."

Manager Wang still kept smiling, and his whole temperament made people feel like they were caught in the spring breeze.

Lin Xuan knew that the other party had an idea, but the idea was harmless to him, so he took advantage of it.

After receiving the confirmation, he immediately thanked: "Thank you, Manager Wang, for your generosity. This time, because the preparations are not very complete and the requirements are not much, I will give you two hundred tons first. I will give you more next time if you are ready."

"Pfft! Ahem..."

Manager Wang was drinking tea, but when he learned of Lin Xuan's needs, he immediately spit out the tea.

"How much? Two hundred tons? Or are we not prepared enough? Will we need more next time if we have enough?"

After regaining his breath, Manager Wang's eyes widened, and his mind was filled with questions about black people.

Wouldn’t it hold up to ten tons?

This damn thing is two hundred tons.

What’s more special is that there is insufficient preparation!

If I prepare enough for you,

Are you planning to buy a thousand tons at once?

Do young men today have such a arrogant tone?

He stared at the young man opposite who looked embarrassed for being too young, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.