127: Chapter 127 Furious!
He had originally intended to squeeze another few hundred thousand dollars in discounts out of this beautiful saleswoman.
After all, he was only a family heir, and the wealth he could currently mobilize wasn't that substantial.
Plus, he was accustomed to extravagant, reckless spending, so he didn't really have that much in savings. Every little bit saved helped.
The beautiful saleswoman was immediately put in a difficult position.
She couldn't afford to offend either of the people capable of spending so much money on tanks.
"Miss, how about this? Tell your boss that I want all the tanks you transported to the lot today."
"If anyone wants to compete with me, I can choose to bid against them."
"I'm buying these tanks as a gift for my girlfriend, so I'm not afraid of competing with anyone."
Shen Zhou said without hesitation.
With the System backing him, he really wasn't afraid of Pusilin, that piece of trash, bidding against him.
"Anyway, I've got the System. Once Pusilin, that trash, runs out of money, he'll probably have to kneel down and beg his old man for more!"
The beautiful saleswoman's eyes lit up, and she immediately expressed her full support.
"Mr. Shen is right. Our company does indeed have regulations for bidding in special circumstances."
In reality, there were no such rules. As long as it brought more profit to the company, they would love for two customers to start a bidding war right there.
Besides, I can get more money regardless of who buys it!
The beautiful saleswoman was delighted, but Pusilin, standing to the side, couldn't hold it together anymore.
"I was clearly here first! How can you do this? I'm going to report you, just wait until you lose your job!"
Pusilin was completely furious.
A mere salesperson dared to give him attitude.
"Sir, filing a complaint is your right, but before that, I still need to complete this order."
The beautiful saleswoman wore a polite but distant smile.
I'm already out here selling arms; who the hell is actually afraid of a complaint?
Does he think I'm some delivery guy?
"I have to say, Pusilin, you're really petty. This lady is just following the rules; what's wrong with that?"
"If you're not happy about it, just don't buy it."
Shen Zhou couldn't help but curl his lip, looking down on this guy even more.
"Who says I can't afford it? Isn't it just the highest bidder wins? I offer thirty million dollars."
Provoked, Pusilin blurted out a higher price on the spot.
But as soon as he said it, he felt a twinge of regret.
Damn it, why did I offer such a high price?
It's all because of this damn Chinese monkey, and this trash saleswoman who can't tell right from wrong!
Once I finish this order, I'm definitely going to report this trashy salesperson!
He thought wildly to himself, but after stating the price, he stood his ground, putting on a confident front.
After all, his goddess was right there; he couldn't lose face in front of her.
Besides, he couldn't lose to this Chinese monkey no matter what!
"Hahaha, now this is interesting."
"Then I'll offer thirty-one million."
"Let's not rush to shout such high numbers, let's play slowly."
Shen Zhou waved his hand casually, not caring at all about this so-called price.
He was even prepared to keep bidding against Pusilin indefinitely.
"What's an extra million? I offer thirty-five million. If you've got the guts, keep following!"
Since he had already entered the fray, Pusilin decided to show off his wealth properly.
"If you want to play, I'll play with you. I offer forty million!"
Shen Zhou shook his head indifferently and immediately followed up with his own bid.
"You f***ing..."
Pusilin was suddenly feeling a bit nervous. He was spending enough money to buy two tanks already; what was the point of continuing?
"Stop barking over there. If you've got the guts, keep raising the price!"
Shen Zhou was blunt.
"Fine, bring it on! I offer forty-one million!"
Pusilin's voice was much lower, but he was still putting on a brave face.
"Alright, I don't have time to play with one-million increments with you. Final offer: fifty million dollars!"
"If you can't afford it, get lost!"
Shen Zhou was getting impatient. A clown living off his family's shadow—continuing to play with him was a waste of his time.
"Are you crazy? If I had gotten a discount, fifty million dollars could almost buy three tanks!"
Pusilin's eyes widened.
What on earth is this Chinese guy doing? Does he have no business sense at all?
Or is face really worth tens of millions of dollars?
"It's a lot of money to you, but to me, it's just pocket money."
"Don't challenge my pocket money with your assets."
Shen Zhou shot him a sidelong glance and couldn't help but sneer.
The more I spend, the more cashback I get in the end.
What do you have to compare with me!
"You're absolutely insane. I can't be bothered with you. If you want to waste your money like this, go ahead!"
Pusilin said furiously. He really hadn't expected this Chinese man to be so wealthy.
As he spoke, he hurried away from the scene in a flustered panic.
"Alright, Miss, I'll take this tank for fifty million dollars."
"But the other tanks can't be at this price."
Shen Zhou immediately looked at the saleswoman standing to the side.
The saleswoman was stunned for a moment, but quickly nodded and said, "Of course. The other tanks will not only be sold at the original price, but we will also give you a certain discount."
"However, there are twenty tanks available for delivery this time. Even with a discount, each one will still cost twenty million dollars."
"Mr. Shen, are you sure you want them?"
Calculated this way, all the tanks added up to a total of four hundred and thirty million dollars.
This was not a small sum.
"No problem, go ahead and swipe the card."
Shen Zhou handed over his bank card again.
"Very well, Mr. Shen, please wait a moment."
The beautiful saleswoman respectfully took the bank card with both hands. For some reason, she suddenly felt her mouth go dry, and her heart even skipped a beat.
Before long, Shen Zhou and his companion successfully signed the standard contract and completed the payment procedures.
"Miss, you should have a training ground here, right? Can I test out the tanks?"
Shen Zhou rubbed his chin with interest.
"Of course. We have 24-hour service here, with instructors from various countries and skin colors."
"You can go over there and choose whomever you like."
The beautiful saleswoman smiled very enthusiastically, even taking a moment to adjust the hem of her skirt, afraid it might have been pulled too low.
"I don't have many requirements regarding skin color, as long as it's not a Black person."
"Hire me an instructor for three hours."
"How much?"
Shen Zhou and Juliana discussed it and immediately decided to hire an instructor to go to the training ground and have some fun.
"If it's only for three hours, I can take the liberty of providing you with a gold-medal instructor for free."
"After all, Mr. Shen is a major client of our Tank Industries."
The beautiful saleswoman moved two steps closer to Shen Zhou without leaving a trace, and even winked at him the moment Juliana turned her head.