Chapter 202: Drunk Eight Immortals (three more for a monthly ticket) (2/2)

”Hey manager, hello.” Xia Ruofei smiled softly and said, ”I want to buy a batch of liquor, first come to understand the situation.”

”Well, please, please inside!” said the manager quickly.

”Sit in my car!” Xia Ruofei said.

The two got on the bus, Xia Ruofei started the car, and under the guidance of the manager, he drove to the front of a building in the factory to stop the car.

The manager enthusiastically led Xia Ruofei to his office, and personally gave him a cup of tea, then sat down and asked, ”Mr. Your name?”

”Free of surname summer.”

“It turned out to be Mr. Xia.” said the manager. “I don’t know what kind of liquor Mr. Xia wants to buy? The drunken **** and white brew produced by our factory are very popular among consumers.”

Xia Ruofei said with a smile: ”Hey manager, if I want to buy those bottles of drunk Baxian or something, go directly to the supermarket, why bother to come to the winery? So... I want to know if your winery has it. The whole altar of white liquor is sold?”

“Bulk wine?” the manager said after a moment of sighing. “This is also sold, but the quality is better than bottled wine...”

The manager felt a little disappointment, and at the same time, he was very puzzled. This one is a rich man! Can you drive such a luxury car without money? But how can this local tyrant still buy bulk wine? That is to supply some village canteens, small supermarkets.

Although the bottled wine of Dingfeng Winery is actually not expensive, bulk wine is bulk wine after all, and people with a little money are not disfigured now.

Xia Ruofei smiled and said: ”Hey manager, you misunderstood. I mean... like drunk Baxian, can you sell it directly to me?”

“Do you mean customization?” The manager also woke up.

”Is it almost the same thing? Right, what is the price of the ordinary drunken octopus on the market? I don't want vintage wine.” Xia Ruofei asked.

”The one that sells the most, the price is 18 yuan a bottle, 500ml installed.” Manager said immediately.

”I want this!” Xia Ruofei said, ”Can you customize this into a big altar? An altar...100 pounds or two hundred pounds.”

”That... take the liberty to ask, how much do you need?” The manager asked carefully.

If the demand is small, they may not necessarily do this business. After all, this is a need to change the production process, and it is somewhat troublesome.

Xia Ruofei said faintly: ”The first batch will come about five thousand pounds!”

”No problem! Mr. Xia, we have received this single business!” said the manager immediately. ”But... you know that it would be more troublesome to customize, so the price...”

”You can open a price first!” Xia Ruofei said calmly.

”Two hundred pounds an altar, 4,500 per altar!” said the manager, ”Mr. Xia, this price is really not expensive. The cost of a big jar is four or five hundred. Receive you twenty dollars...”

“Yes!” said Xia Ruofei. “But you must ensure the quality of the wine, but don’t take the inferior bulk wine to shoddy!”

“Don’t dare!” the manager said quickly. “Please put 10,000 hearts. Our Dingfeng winery is a long-established brand for decades. It has always been based on honesty. You can check the goods at will, if the wine has Question, we are willing to pay ten times!”

[ps] It’s raining outside today, steel guns coming home from work are really “wet” from head to toe. If they don’t have time to change clothes, they will open the computer and watch the next month’s ticket list. The gap is getting smaller and smaller, brothers and sisters, Firepower is a little harder! Whether the steel gun is successfully defending the honor or ”the evening is not guaranteed”, it will all be yours... (to be continued.)

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