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Chapter 1270: Ivanda (Wansan)(1/2)

Ten thousand meters of gold is the ultimate price Chu Qiankun is willing to give.

Although he was afraid of trouble and was willing to spend a few more dollars, he just wanted to pack an ice cream sales car with complete equipment and materials at the fastest speed.

However, he would not be the big sucker. Pompuo could take up a little advantage, but he could not take up too much.

The human heart is not enough and the snake swallows the elephant.

If Pompou is not satisfied, he can only regret it.

With so much money, he can buy a brand new one, just a waste of time.

Cut the mess with a quick knife!

Don't talk too much, just have a clear attitude.

"Mr. Pompou!" The blonde girl was anxious first and shouted anxiously.

To be honest, Chu Qiankun's eating 10,000 was beyond her expectations, and now it is increasing by 10 to 11,000%, which is once again beyond her expectations.

Although whether this business can be completed has nothing to do with her.

No matter whether Pompou gets 10,000 or 100,000, it is impossible for her to share a dime.

She knew very well who Pompuo was.

But although it is not profitable, she is like an intermediary in this transaction. If she can succeed, she will feel a sense of accomplishment.

"Mr. Chu, can you do it again..." Although Chu Qiankun said it was certain, Ponpuo still wanted to fight for it again.

Chu Qiankun waved his hand and suddenly pointed to the blonde girl: "To be honest, I would like to add another thousand, because of her sake, otherwise I would add another five hundred at most."

"Haha, I still don't seem to be happy with Ponpuo, so I won't continue to disturb you. I believe that as long as I make a phone call, the manufacturer and dealer will deliver the car to my door."

He took the initiative to leave, kicked the ball to Pompou, and threw the pressure of the final decision to him.

Hu Yuhan glanced at Peng Pu'ao lightly, then glanced at the blonde girl, followed closely behind Chu Qiankun, and counted in Dongzhou dialect: "Three, two, one!"

"Mr. Chu stayed."

Hu Yuhan's word fell, and before Chu Qiankun could go out three steps, Ponpuao shouted anxiously.

"What, Mr. Pompouo has something to do."

Chu Qiankun did not stop directly, but slowed down and waited for Ponpuo to follow him.

"Mr. Chu, if I promised this price of 10,000 yuan, how would you pay?"

Ponpuo dragged his heavy drive and took light steps, and he caught up with Chu Qiankun in just a few pieces.

With a slight smile, Chu Qiankun looked at Ponpua with a side face: "How do you want to pay for Mr. Ponpua?"

"How many periods are Mr. Chu going to pay the money?" Pompouo also asked back: "It is better not to exceed three periods."

Buying things and paying in installments is a custom for Americans.

"Installation, what is that thing. I don't have that habit. When the contract is signed, cash will be traded directly."

Does such a small amount of money require installments?

It's just a joke!

In order to prove that what he said was not false, Chu Qiankun gestured to Hu Yuhan, and opened his handbag and a stream of ink burst out.

"Really, the cash is paid on the spot." Ponpuo's eyes crawled out of Hu Yuhan's handbag.

"Is it true or false? You have seen it with your own eyes." Chu Qiankun grinned: "Does Mr. Ponpuo still have any questions?"

"No more, ten thousand, I can transfer my car."

Now he just wants to sign and transfer immediately, then take the money and leave, and go buy a new car immediately.

He conveyed this business, and his income for several months was not as much as the transaction brought him.

"Since you have no objection, then find a place to operate it?"

Although the transaction amount is not large, the procedures are still complete. Chu Qiankun doesn't want to buy one and have trouble with it...

An hour later, Chu Qiankun and Peng Pu'ao returned to the ice cream car together.

Pompou rode his little motorcycle, happily patted Franklin on his chest, and smiled and waved goodbye to Chu Qiankun.

From this moment on, the car belonged to Chu Qiankun.

"Mr. Chu, you really bought this car." The blonde girl was also very excited.

Chu Qiankun waved the file bag in his hand: "That's right, now this car belongs to me. Come on, give me a strawberry flavor first."

The cart of ice cream is all your own. You can eat whatever you want, and eat whatever you want.

"Oh, my salary."

The blonde girl was so excited that she realized why Pompou was walking so fast and didn't even explain to her. It was obvious that she wanted to miss her salary today.

It turns out that he is the Ponpuo who is good at calculating and likes to take advantage of others, but he has taken advantage of several dollars.

However, after a little depressed, the blonde girl immediately recovered. With the tips given by Chu Qiankun, she didn't care so much about the hourly wages.

"Don't worry, I'll pay you your wages."

Chu Qiankun imitated Hu Yuhan and walked around his tongue. His ice cream tasted differently.

"Really?" The unexpected joy was simply a loss. Unexpectedly, Chu Qiankun would take the initiative to bear his wages: "Mr. Chu, are you going to continue to hire me?"

Chu Qiankun bought this ice cream sales car, definitely not just for himself to eat, nor for the sake of parking and looking good.

Of course, I also need to operate it. If I want to operate it, I must need a sales clerk. She, a skilled part-time worker, is definitely a good choice.

"Yeah, it's not bad. But before hiring you, you wanted to close the place and let's talk in a different place."

He is useful to the things in the car. If he buys them today and doesn’t want to replenish the goods again, wouldn’t he be in vain for the morning?

"Ok." The first order of the new boss was executed by the blonde girl without questioning.

Why should I close and why I don’t continue to open and make money? These are not things she has to consider.

Half an hour later, under Zhang Jun's driving, the car was driven to the parking lot outside the gate of the Hilton Hotel.

The blonde girl came with Chu Qiankun, sitting on his gmc, standing at the gate of the Hilton Hotel, a little confused.

What do they do in the hotel?

"We live here for the time being, and it is easy to talk here." Chu Qiankun was really afraid that the blond girl would have any ideas, so he had to explain.

He followed Chu Qiankun and the others to the luxurious business suite in disappointment, and Chu Qiankun temporarily handed over the blonde girl to Hu Yuhan for the time being.

I entered the room myself and came out again after half an hour. After Chu Qiankun came out, the doorbell of the room also rang.

A hotel business manager stood at the door and greeted respectfully: "Mr. Chu, what help do you need?"

Chu Qiankun waved his hand at Zhang Jun, then walked to the door and handed the few pieces of paper in his hand to the other party.

"Help me find a professional, and decorate it well according to the above description. At the latest, you must see the actual effect tonight." After saying that, he pointed at Zhang Jun and said, "He will follow you, and ask him directly if you have any questions."

"Okay, Mr. Chu, our Hilton Hotel will definitely provide you with the best service." He reached out to take a few pieces of paper from Chu Qiankun's hand and said professional words.

Chu Qiankun didn't talk about the fee plan, and he didn't ask. The guests who live in the Hilton luxury business suite were not short of money.

"I believe your hotel can help me handle all this." Chu Qiankun nodded, and after saying that, he said to Zhang Jun: "I wrote it very clearly. Just keep an eye on it, let them do it in detail."

"You don't have to worry about the fees, the hotel will pay in advance. Your responsibility is not to let them deviate from my ideas, and there is no need to lose anything in the car. Go, if you don't understand anything, call me."

"clear!"

Zhang Jun left very simply. Although his English is not as good as Li Yong, there is no problem with ordinary conversations and simple communication.

Chu Qiankun, who walked back to the room, sat directly opposite the blond girl, took the teacup handed to him by Hu Yuhan, blew it gently and said, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"Oh no, I can taste Hilton's coffee, it tastes really good." The blonde girl signaled the refill.

The taste is really good. At least with her family background, she can't afford such coffee.

Chu Qiankun is not interested in coffee, he only costs 1,000 yuan per cup, and he doesn’t feel it: “If you like it, drink a few more cups. This is included in the room fee. If you don’t drink it, don’t drink it.”

The mentality of the young citizen exploded.

"No, I've drunk enough." Although coffee is good, it can't be drunk without restrictions.

"I don't know your name yet, how do you call you?" Since you want to continue hiring the other party, you must want to know the name. You can't keep going!

"You can call me Ivanda." The blonde girl sat up straight, knowing that the matter was coming.

People who can live in Hilton and in this super luxurious suite are definitely not ordinary, and it is no wonder they are willing to spend more than 10,000 yuan to buy a second-hand ice cream car.

"Iwanda, a good name." Chu Qiankun smiled slightly: "Are you a Stanford student?"

"Yes, sophomore year, journalism major." I asked, answered three times, and explained my situation very clearly.

Chu Qiankun raised his lips: "Then we are still alumni."

"Mr. Chu is also studying at Stanford?" Yiwanda was surprised. Although Chu Qiankun looked like he was not old last year, he was obviously the head of these people. Unexpectedly, he was still a student: "How old are you, what major?"

"Senior year, in terms of enterprise management." Chu Qiankun smiled faintly: "But I am an exchange student and have not reported to the school yet."

"Exchange international students? Dongyang, Dahan, or China?" Yiwanda continued to be confused: "No, you are exchanging international students, how could you not report to the school?"
To be continued...
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