Chapter 82 Ribbon Cutting

Song Qiao waited for a moment, shook his head helplessly, and walked up to one of the sales representatives. "We're interested in this car. What kind of discount can we get if we buy it now?"

The female sales associate glanced at Song Qiao with disdain and asked impatiently, "Which specific model are you referring to?"

The consultant's tone made Song Qiao frown.

Just as he was about to get angry, Xia Yuqing subtly tugged at his sleeve.

She gestured for him to calm down.

Song Qiao felt quite helpless. For his wife's sake, he suppressed his anger for the moment and said indifferently, "This new Santana."

Seeing that Song Qiao remained calm despite her attitude, the sales associate further convinced herself that he wasn't a wealthy buyer.

She continued, without even looking up, "One hundred and thirty-six thousand. There are no discounts at the moment."

Song Qiao clenched his fist again, wishing he could punch the arrogant, snobbish individual.

"How can there be no discount? Your store clearly advertises that full payment receives an extra discount."

Song Qiao said, pointing to the advertisement outside.

"I told you there's none, why are you so troublesome?"

The female sales associate seemed to have lost her temper with Song Qiao's repeated inquiries and inadvertently raised her voice.

"Besides, looking at your shabby appearance, you should look in the mirror and see if you even resemble someone who can afford to buy a car with full payment."

As soon as she said this, even the usually gentle Xia Yuqing frowned.

"What kind of attitude is that? Go and get your manager."

Even a clay figurine has some temper. No matter how good Song Qiao's temper was, he had finally lost it in this situation.

"Hmph, what kind of bumpkin are you? Do you think you can see our manager just because you want to?"

The woman said with a look of disdain and turned to leave.

Their voices were not low, and they immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers.

"What's going on?"

Just then, Du Bin, the manager of the 4S store, called out from upstairs.

He had just finished meeting a client and heard the commotion downstairs, asking with a hint of displeasure.

"Boss, two hicks are causing trouble here and demanding to see you."

The female sales associate was the first to accuse.

"Yang Li, watch your tone," Du Bin reprimanded, frowning.

He had repeatedly instructed the staff to maintain their professionalism and not judge people solely by their appearance, but some people just wouldn't listen.

He instinctively sized up Song Qiao and quickly walked down the stairs.

"Hello, I'm Du Bin, the manager of this car dealership. What can I help you with?"

Du Bin, true to his name, spoke in a refined and polite manner, with an extremely gentle demeanor.

"We came here to buy a car, and your sales staff's attitude is simply too poor."

Seeing the other party's respectful attitude, Song Qiao didn't want to continue his outburst.

As he spoke, he took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to him.

This was a business card that Li Lili had specially custom-made for him not long ago. It didn't contain much information, only his name and his title as the Chairman of Xiang Piaopiao Food Co., Ltd.

Song Qiao was too lazy to explain anything to Du Bin now, so he simply took out his business card to prove his financial capability.

Du Bin was slightly taken aback. He casually accepted the business card, and after a quick scan, his expression changed instantly.

"So it's President Song. It's an honor to meet you."

Although he was not in the same industry as Song Qiao, he had heard of Song Qiao's name from friends recently.

In the past few months, Xiang Piaopiao's rise from a small shop to a processing plant was a business miracle that had become widely known in their circles.

"Boss Song, which model has caught your eye? Let me introduce it to you."

Du Bin subtly put away the business card, his attitude now carrying a bit more respect.

"It's this new Santana. I'm aware of its specifications, but your employee just told me that this car has no discount. I might as well look elsewhere."

Song Qiao waved his hand, indicating that Du Bin didn't need to trouble himself.

Du Bin's expression darkened, and he turned to glare fiercely at Yang Li.

Then, he smiled at Song Qiao and said, "Boss Song, please stay. Of course, this car has a discount."

"This salesperson doesn't know the rules. I'll have her pack her things and leave later."

"This new Santana has just been released. We can offer a discount of up to fifteen thousand yuan, and it comes with a full set of car accessories."

Hearing this, Song Qiao finally stopped.

The price Du Bin quoted was clearly a significant concession. According to his knowledge, the lowest price for this car was around that range.

Seeing that Song Qiao had stopped, Du Bin was also secretly pleased.

Business was all about connections. Although there was little profit to be made from this car, if he could use this opportunity to establish a friendship with Song Qiao, this deal would become very worthwhile.

"If Boss Song is interested in purchasing, we can discuss it in the VIP room."

Du Bin said with a smile, then took the lead, guiding Song Qiao and his wife into the VIP room.

Song Qiao was not one to quibble over minor matters. After a brief chat with Du Bin, he purchased the new Santana for eleven thousand yuan.

As they left, the two of them were chatting and laughing, having already become friends.

And Yang Li, who had been so arrogant earlier, was directly fired by Du Bin shortly after Song Qiao left.

As she left, she still felt deeply wronged, believing that Song Qiao, despite being so wealthy, had deliberately pretended to be poor to mock her.

Driving his new car, Song Qiao took his wife for a spin, then picked up their daughter from school, and the happy family of three returned home.

Xia Yuqing, even as she lay in bed that night, felt that the day's events were like a dream.

Two months ago, Song Qiao was a poor man who had pawned off his house. Now, through his own efforts, he had not only redeemed the house but also added a car to the family.

Considering that her maternal aunt, who came from the best family, only had a minivan for transporting goods.

Furthermore, he had spent money twice during this period to treat his mother and repair the house.

Since Song Qiao had to drive his mother-in-law to the hospital for a follow-up examination the next morning, he decided to stay at home that night.

Xia Yuqing had no objection to this. Their relationship seemed to be returning to normal.

Xi Xi was overjoyed that her father was staying tonight. The father and daughter playfully tussled until late into the night.

Finally, it was under Xia Yuqing's stern urging that the little girl reluctantly returned to her room to rest.